Sunday, December 20, 2009

who says?

who says i can't be free?
from all of the things that I used to be
re-write my history
who says i can't be free?

it's been a long night in new york city
it's been a long night in baton rouge
i don't remember you looking any better
then again, i don't remember you

[who says - john mayer]

Friday, December 18, 2009

naughty is the new nice

as i sit here in the library, looking at my blank word document that should contain a nine page essay, i started thinking about my new years resolution. i mean, come on, i am in college. why would i actually pay attention to fucking schoolwork?

while reading my cosmo magazine recently, i was happy to be informed that we should "be bad more often" for a new year's resolution. so, that is most definitely mine. no more giving a fuck about what people think of me. shorter skirts. back to my good ol' potty mouth. no more holding back. because why not? you only live once.

you know how you see that one girl that's the life of the party and always looks kickass and has a permasmile? well that, folks, will be me. it sort of already is, but i'm going to push the envelope on this one and say that my new years resolution is to be... fabulous.

naughty is the new nice.

Monday, December 14, 2009

pitty me

do you ever think there comes a time when one might be too single? i've officially hit that roadblock. i've been single for a long time. and by long time, i mean the last time i was in a "relationship," kelly clarkson was kicking ass in american idol. i constantly find myself doing everything in my underwear, because why should i bother getting dressed when no one else is around? i read trashy romance novels and eat ice cream from the carton. i have no one to answer to. i can do whatever my pretty little heart desires. i'm a free woman. i should be happy, right?

there is definitely a part of me is ready for and in dire need of a relationship. i want to be able to share myself and give myself completely to another person. i want to be able to snuggle on the couch. lay on a boy's lap while he plays with my hair and plants kisses on my shoulders. engage in acts that would make the devil (and certainly my parents) blush. sometimes i just like the idea of someone being there for me whenever i need it. someone being there to protect me when i need it. someone to show me how much they love me and treat me like the princess i am. i watch movies where the girl acts like the damsel in distress and falls in love with the man who helps her out of her rut. i watch movies where couples curl up together and watch movies after coming in from ice skating in the fucking snow. i watch movies where couples lay there panting roughly after having mind blowing sex because their passion for each other is so intense.

then again, why do i want someone that will just hold me down? i am so not into the idea of needing approval for anything. i don't want to worry about whether i'm flirting with too many guys because the one i love is patiently and angelically (right...) waiting for me at home. i'm a party girl. i enjoy meeting new people, socializing, dancing with whomever i please. i'm used to eyefucking the cute guys in class. i thoroughly enjoy taking care of myself. am i really ready to give up the single life?

Friday, December 4, 2009

what's a girl to do?

stand back, motherfuckers, i'm on a war path.

pms is such a bitch. i'm so pissed off for the littlest reasons, i could shoot someone right now. i need a new way of venting my anger besides punching the shit out of my bed. when i'm upset, i'm not the kind of girl who immediately reaches for the bottle. in fact, i've never been much of a drinker. so what do i do? i'm at a loss, that's for fucking sure. listen to sad music until i cry? go out for a drive and blast my music until i can't hear normally?

i don't fucking know. i don't even fucking know.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009


don't get me wrong, i totally love the twilight series with all of it's twists and turns and imagery. some days i'll even catch myself day dreaming about a dangerous vampire sweeping me off of my feet and protecting me from others of his kind (don't judge me).

but in all seriousness, what the fuck is wrong with half of these tweens that have verbal orgasms when anybody mentions taylor lautner or robert pattinson? i can understand a thong or two that have "team taylor" written on it, because let's face it, he's going somewhere with that six pack. but to have millions of pictures and posters (and cardboard cutouts?) of these boys (he's still 17, cougars) on their walls is just absurd. these girls have false ideas about what a relationship is and will forever dream about the "perfect boyfriend" aka, eddy cullen. sorry to burst your imaginary (and sparkling) bubble, chicas, but that guy does not exist. find yourself a real man with flaws that you can learn to love and you will be much happier than having a boyfriend that contemplates eating you on a daily basis (unless we're talking about THAT kind of eating, and then you better snatch him up quick).

just remember, people:
he sees you when you're sleeping
he knows when you're awake
his name is edward cullen
so be ready to get raped



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