WELL, ITS ABOUT TIME. There's no school today. AND THEY DIDN'T EVEN SAY ICE PELLETS WTF!
Yesterday I went to the mall with my dad to try to find BOOTS. Yes, boots. My stupid DC shoes or whatever they're called are getting too small for my feet and I'm excited because I've been wearing those shoes for about 2 years and I am SICK OF THEM. Well anyways, my dad and I searched MANY MANY STORES for the kind of boots I want:
click to see.
click to see more.
click to see more.
And any online store I found those boots on didn't have my size. Even the ones in the last picture would have been acceptional. You'll understand why in the next picture I put a link to.
But, they had none of those. So we went to Famous Footwear to measure my feet, and the person said that I wear a size 4 1/2 in kids and 5 1/2 in womens. AND ALL THIS TIME I WAS CRAMPED IN FREAKING 3'S. What's the difference between kids and womens? And how can I fit in 2 sizes wtf? I know fersure I don't wear 5 1/2 in womens because I tried my mom's 5 boots and they were a little big.
After that my dad made me buy a stupid zebra jacket and black and white striped knee high socks.
When we got home I ended up buying these mofos online:
click to see.
They look so poseur. But they were the only ones of that brand they had under size 6.
I hate my feet. CURSE YOU TINY FXCKERS!
If there was any platforms that were size 5 though, my dad probably wouldn't let me get them. He doesn't want me to "fall and die". HA.
Well.
I bought socks and tutus on ebay a few days ago when I was on a rampage of buying unescessary things. 4 tutus, 2 pairs of socks.
I have a good excuse when the tutus arrive. "But mommy, I thought you wanted me to be a girl."
YESS. Perfect.
I will be wearing the tutus over skinny jeans.
AND 2 PAIRS OF SOCKS. I will wear those as socks.
I have to make an avatar picture for Laughx3 on IMVU because she wont leave me alone about it.
Goodbye.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Crappy New Year x[
This post was deleted because it was too long and it was unescessary.
I've been making retarded posts lately, like ones about my feelings...
I blame PMS. My PMS is so bad I could be the next Adolf Hitler.
If you want to read this full post, send me a message about it somewhere.
I've been making retarded posts lately, like ones about my feelings...
I blame PMS. My PMS is so bad I could be the next Adolf Hitler.
If you want to read this full post, send me a message about it somewhere.
New Years & Philosophers
Wtf. I just realized this.
I can use new years resolution as an excuse for changing things I do.
Uh so.
Here's some things I wanna accomplish in 2009 O.o
- Get real hair, betch.
- Loose my babyfat (lolwut, why do I still have that?)
- Get the piercings I want.
- Get boots I want.
- Become kewl :O
- Eat sherbet/sorbet.
- Stop getting pissed off easily.
- Stop being angry at everyone.
- Beat up some people that I hate.
- Be ironic.
- Go to sleep earlier.
- Make videos that I want to make.
- Stop hating youtube.
- Stop eating so much chocolate.
- Eat apple pie.
- Get rid of hamster and mouse.
This is not working. Those are not resolutions /:
I feel like it has to be one thing, and it has to be a feeling, not a thing.
Stop laughing, you philosopher.
Hmm I don't get why in the UK its called "Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone" and in the US its called "Harry Potter And The Sorcerer's Stone"
Wtf. Why did they have to change it to "sorcerer" just for the foolish American childs.
How can philosopher's affect religion? Or be offensive?
Wtf.
Why am I asking that.
Who cares?
Moving on.
Today I made a kewl outfit on imvu.
Click to see it.
Yes, I do waste my time making things like that.
Does it look red and black or pink and black on your screen?
Do you like candy corn?
I do.
It's the last day of 2008 ;-;
I am going to read the 5th Harry Potter book and have no idea what is going on because I've only read the 1st book and the 5th book.
Goodbye, philosopher.
I can use new years resolution as an excuse for changing things I do.
Uh so.
Here's some things I wanna accomplish in 2009 O.o
- Get real hair, betch.
- Loose my babyfat (lolwut, why do I still have that?)
- Get the piercings I want.
- Get boots I want.
- Become kewl :O
- Eat sherbet/sorbet.
- Stop getting pissed off easily.
- Stop being angry at everyone.
- Beat up some people that I hate.
- Be ironic.
- Go to sleep earlier.
- Make videos that I want to make.
- Stop hating youtube.
- Stop eating so much chocolate.
- Eat apple pie.
- Get rid of hamster and mouse.
This is not working. Those are not resolutions /:
I feel like it has to be one thing, and it has to be a feeling, not a thing.
Stop laughing, you philosopher.
Hmm I don't get why in the UK its called "Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone" and in the US its called "Harry Potter And The Sorcerer's Stone"
Wtf. Why did they have to change it to "sorcerer" just for the foolish American childs.
How can philosopher's affect religion? Or be offensive?
Wtf.
Why am I asking that.
Who cares?
Moving on.
Today I made a kewl outfit on imvu.
Click to see it.
Yes, I do waste my time making things like that.
Does it look red and black or pink and black on your screen?
Do you like candy corn?
I do.
It's the last day of 2008 ;-;
I am going to read the 5th Harry Potter book and have no idea what is going on because I've only read the 1st book and the 5th book.
Goodbye, philosopher.
Monday, December 29, 2008
I like mornings
Three posts in one day?! wtf. It just goes to show you how lame I am. It's only about 5 hours into the day and I already have 3 posts... Why am I still awake?
Why is this day so special? December 29th. Oh how amazing.
Anyways, my mom told me to pretend to be asleep until my dad went off to work, and I totally failed at that...
I got all sweaty laying there in my jacket under my covers, so I got up and told my dad that the coffee grinder woke me up. Lame, huh?
Seriously, that "Huh, you woke me up." thing is overused by little children and also by me. I'm a REALLY REALLY little child compared to my mom, no insult intended *cough* sure *cough*
I'm freaking nocturnal.
Only on breaks though. I can't do that when I have school.
I'm not sure why I'm nocturnal if I hate night so much.
"Yeah, you can do it, but it would be soooo lame." - Mr. Fee (aka science teacher)
I'm not sure what that has to do with this post. It's irrelevant (oooh big word :B)
The word "lame" is amazing because it explains me so well.
So I'm just sitting here typing and having nothing better to do. Too bad I'm so nocturnal and none of my friends are /:
My mom and I are nocturnal. (night owls)
And my dad's an early bird. (birds that are early)
AW, A BIRD FAMILY!
Not a good combination.
My mom and I are still awake when my dad wakes up and he goes
"LYKE WTF D00DZ WHY U STILL UP D00DZ? D00DZ."
I want an owl.
They are so cute.
I would be too lazy to take care of it though.
It's better off living somewhere else if you don't care for it.
Just like my hamster.
Let's get back on topic with this boring post.
its now 5:53 AM.
I've been writing in this same exact post for quite a while.
Most of the time I was sitting here wondering what to write about.
I love when the sky starts to become light in the early morning :B
Because then I can go into the kitchen without being scared of aliens watching me through the GIGANTIC windows.
And I can get myself some soda without feeling like I am being watched.
And being awake when the sky is turning lighter makes me feel like an early bird, which I am totally not, but it's a good feeling.
I feel dangerous walking in the kitchen when the sky is turning lighter :B
And a few hours after that, are the hours of 6 and 7 AM. Those are also pretty hours. The light is coming through the windows so nicely at that time.
That reminds me about one time I was sleeping over at my friend's house on a school night and I threw up in the morning and my friend's mom took me home and I felt so special going back to bed and getting to lay there all day.
The clock in the living room is dinging! Its 6 now.
Probably no one is reading this because it's so long.
Back on topic,
The hours of 6 and 7 AM are amazing. And after I'm done admiring their amazingness, it's time to go to sleep.
So I go to sleep.
And I sleep.
Those were rather delicious color choices.
Goodbye.
Why is this day so special? December 29th. Oh how amazing.
Anyways, my mom told me to pretend to be asleep until my dad went off to work, and I totally failed at that...
I got all sweaty laying there in my jacket under my covers, so I got up and told my dad that the coffee grinder woke me up. Lame, huh?
Seriously, that "Huh, you woke me up." thing is overused by little children and also by me. I'm a REALLY REALLY little child compared to my mom, no insult intended *cough* sure *cough*
I'm freaking nocturnal.
Only on breaks though. I can't do that when I have school.
I'm not sure why I'm nocturnal if I hate night so much.
"Yeah, you can do it, but it would be soooo lame." - Mr. Fee (aka science teacher)
I'm not sure what that has to do with this post. It's irrelevant (oooh big word :B)
The word "lame" is amazing because it explains me so well.
So I'm just sitting here typing and having nothing better to do. Too bad I'm so nocturnal and none of my friends are /:
My mom and I are nocturnal. (night owls)
And my dad's an early bird. (birds that are early)
AW, A BIRD FAMILY!
Not a good combination.
My mom and I are still awake when my dad wakes up and he goes
"LYKE WTF D00DZ WHY U STILL UP D00DZ? D00DZ."
I want an owl.
They are so cute.
I would be too lazy to take care of it though.
It's better off living somewhere else if you don't care for it.
Just like my hamster.
Let's get back on topic with this boring post.
its now 5:53 AM.
I've been writing in this same exact post for quite a while.
Most of the time I was sitting here wondering what to write about.
I love when the sky starts to become light in the early morning :B
Because then I can go into the kitchen without being scared of aliens watching me through the GIGANTIC windows.
And I can get myself some soda without feeling like I am being watched.
And being awake when the sky is turning lighter makes me feel like an early bird, which I am totally not, but it's a good feeling.
I feel dangerous walking in the kitchen when the sky is turning lighter :B
And a few hours after that, are the hours of 6 and 7 AM. Those are also pretty hours. The light is coming through the windows so nicely at that time.
That reminds me about one time I was sleeping over at my friend's house on a school night and I threw up in the morning and my friend's mom took me home and I felt so special going back to bed and getting to lay there all day.
The clock in the living room is dinging! Its 6 now.
Probably no one is reading this because it's so long.
Back on topic,
The hours of 6 and 7 AM are amazing. And after I'm done admiring their amazingness, it's time to go to sleep.
So I go to sleep.
And I sleep.
Those were rather delicious color choices.
Goodbye.
Sherbet Sorbet
4:24 AM; vanessa and joanna sit there talking about sorbet.
Possibly the best food ever. It's like fruit flavored ice cream. All sweet and sour. Wonderful taste of skittles perhaps? Wonderful taste of JONES soda? No. It's better than that. Be tempted. You know you want the Sherbet/Sorbet. You do.
Possibly the best food ever. It's like fruit flavored ice cream. All sweet and sour. Wonderful taste of skittles perhaps? Wonderful taste of JONES soda? No. It's better than that. Be tempted. You know you want the Sherbet/Sorbet. You do.Click the pictures to view them larger and want Sherbet/Sorbet even more.
4:44 AM; vanessa and joanna are still talking about sorbet.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
How I feel about Youtube
THIS IS SOMETHING I WROTE ON MY YOUTUBE PROFILE:
"believe me, i wish i could still be as free spirited as i was before. i wish it could still be like the good old days when i was a little punk on my old youtube account. this isnt because of haters or anything, i have just changed. like when you were a little kid and you heard a song on the radio and you had no idea what it was called and you'd get all excited when it came on, and then years later you find the name of the song and you just dont like the song that much because now you know the name. that's how i feel about youtube. it's not cool anymore. just not my thing. it's only my fault i feel that way. but i shall continue to make videos. i'm not good at video ideas at all anymore, so if you could send me some it would be nice. yeah, keep thinking i'm a dramatic little bitch. i know you all do anyways. well i had to do it i guess /: I had to be dramatic. i cant think of video ideas anymore so i just found things to make videos about and ruin many peoples lives /: sorry y'all. sorry to all the fakes i destroyed. sorry to all of you people that i lost my temper with. you'll probably hate me forever no matter what i say or do, but atleast you're reading this. thanks for reading. i'm trying to find who i really am. trying to be my old self i lost somewhere in all this shet. shet happens, people change (i cant remember the rest of that one) well im' glad i let all that out. keep thinking your shet.I know this sounds lame, but now i've realized that i care what people think and i should stop caring. it still doesnt explain all that i feel though. ever since the terrible youtube drama happened, i've been trying to let people know why the drama is going on but i failed. i still feel like i MUST make videos though. i wish i could be more open like tuesdaypatrol or someone like that. i used to be liek taht. that's long gone now. i guess i ruined it for myself."
And I also told pedophile stalkers not to laugh.
I'm gonna get alot of hate now for writing that giant paragraph on my youtube.
Edit, December 29, 1:21 AM:
OHH I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING.
van⋅dal⋅ism
1.
deliberately mischievous or malicious destruction or damage of property.
I'm meant to do these evil things >:D (good excuse)
But Vandalism is a very fitting name.
"believe me, i wish i could still be as free spirited as i was before. i wish it could still be like the good old days when i was a little punk on my old youtube account. this isnt because of haters or anything, i have just changed. like when you were a little kid and you heard a song on the radio and you had no idea what it was called and you'd get all excited when it came on, and then years later you find the name of the song and you just dont like the song that much because now you know the name. that's how i feel about youtube. it's not cool anymore. just not my thing. it's only my fault i feel that way. but i shall continue to make videos. i'm not good at video ideas at all anymore, so if you could send me some it would be nice. yeah, keep thinking i'm a dramatic little bitch. i know you all do anyways. well i had to do it i guess /: I had to be dramatic. i cant think of video ideas anymore so i just found things to make videos about and ruin many peoples lives /: sorry y'all. sorry to all the fakes i destroyed. sorry to all of you people that i lost my temper with. you'll probably hate me forever no matter what i say or do, but atleast you're reading this. thanks for reading. i'm trying to find who i really am. trying to be my old self i lost somewhere in all this shet. shet happens, people change (i cant remember the rest of that one) well im' glad i let all that out. keep thinking your shet.I know this sounds lame, but now i've realized that i care what people think and i should stop caring. it still doesnt explain all that i feel though. ever since the terrible youtube drama happened, i've been trying to let people know why the drama is going on but i failed. i still feel like i MUST make videos though. i wish i could be more open like tuesdaypatrol or someone like that. i used to be liek taht. that's long gone now. i guess i ruined it for myself."
And I also told pedophile stalkers not to laugh.
I'm gonna get alot of hate now for writing that giant paragraph on my youtube.
Edit, December 29, 1:21 AM:
OHH I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING.
van⋅dal⋅ism
1.
deliberately mischievous or malicious destruction or damage of property.
I'm meant to do these evil things >:D (good excuse)
But Vandalism is a very fitting name.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
I hate xmas /:
Okay, it's SOO commercialized. Poor "Jesus" (if you believe in him) must be like "HOLY SHIT NO WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT ?!" about this "christmas present santa trees" crap. What ever happened to him? Okay I don't get whats so "Jesus"-christmas-birthdayish about buying presents for people you probably even hate (aka some family members) and wasting your money and stuff like that /: Why does it have to be so commercialized? "LOWEST PRICES OF THE HOLIDAY SEASON" wtf? Like seriously? Why do we need that?
And what's even worse is the STUPID MORONIC RETARDED LITTLE CHILDREN. They freaking come to your house and say "Look what I got from Santa!!" I think in my mind "You fxcking retard, its SATAN and you're too young to be a devil worshipper and you'd be a newb at it." But I say "Oh cool!" and fake a smile and they just stare at me. And then they ask me what I got and I go... "Santa's not real you stupid little child." and then they say "PSHYEAHHH HE ISSSS >:)" With a fxcking bratty little smile that pisses me off. And then after that stupid bratty shxt they go fake crying to their parents. They're fxcking smartass retards. That is what "christmas" does to children.
And its even worse for my mom because the little kids that are coming over (aka my retarded neice and nephew) are expecting fxcking piles of presents (which is a ghey and childish thing to expect) and when they don't see it they'll ask my mom "Where's our presents wawa?" and then she'll like give 'em 10 dollars or something. And then they'll think in their tiny little screwed up minds that my mom doesn't love them (I wouldn't!) and that their other grandparents do just because they wasted money buying dumb little toy monster trucks that the kids already have.
Kids believe this christmas shxt because they're always PLAYING PRETEND in their minds. EVERY SECOND of their life is pretend until they hit 8 years old. They sit there eating their food and pretend that they're little men. They take some rocks and give them as presents to people on random days. They play with (and destroy) everything they see. They pretend they're adults and fxck their little sisters. (WHAT) They freak you out by saying "I'm going to school mommy!" when you're just sitting there and you're not their mom and there isn't a school in your house. If they still play pretend and still believe in Santa *cough* SATAN *cough* then they are soo not ready for the real world. I don't remember ever believing in him because I wasn't "open minded" (as parents use for an excuse for their children being retarded)
If I ever have kids, I am not teaching them about santa (SATAN) or letting them watch those stupid brainwashing xmas movies that always say "its not about the presents" when to those kids it'll always be about presents until they get a logical brain.
So yeah, CHRISTMAS IS FXCKING COMMERCIALIZED AND CORNY AND MONEY WASTING WHEN IT SHOULDN'T BE!
So uh yeah, happy birthday "Jesus"...
lulz my brother (28 years old) is jumping around screaming "I AM ZEE CHRISTMAS MANN!" in a monotonous voice and being sarcastic about stupid christmas. He did that last week too.
And what's even worse is the STUPID MORONIC RETARDED LITTLE CHILDREN. They freaking come to your house and say "Look what I got from Santa!!" I think in my mind "You fxcking retard, its SATAN and you're too young to be a devil worshipper and you'd be a newb at it." But I say "Oh cool!" and fake a smile and they just stare at me. And then they ask me what I got and I go... "Santa's not real you stupid little child." and then they say "PSHYEAHHH HE ISSSS >:)" With a fxcking bratty little smile that pisses me off. And then after that stupid bratty shxt they go fake crying to their parents. They're fxcking smartass retards. That is what "christmas" does to children.
And its even worse for my mom because the little kids that are coming over (aka my retarded neice and nephew) are expecting fxcking piles of presents (which is a ghey and childish thing to expect) and when they don't see it they'll ask my mom "Where's our presents wawa?" and then she'll like give 'em 10 dollars or something. And then they'll think in their tiny little screwed up minds that my mom doesn't love them (I wouldn't!) and that their other grandparents do just because they wasted money buying dumb little toy monster trucks that the kids already have.
Kids believe this christmas shxt because they're always PLAYING PRETEND in their minds. EVERY SECOND of their life is pretend until they hit 8 years old. They sit there eating their food and pretend that they're little men. They take some rocks and give them as presents to people on random days. They play with (and destroy) everything they see. They pretend they're adults and fxck their little sisters. (WHAT) They freak you out by saying "I'm going to school mommy!" when you're just sitting there and you're not their mom and there isn't a school in your house. If they still play pretend and still believe in Santa *cough* SATAN *cough* then they are soo not ready for the real world. I don't remember ever believing in him because I wasn't "open minded" (as parents use for an excuse for their children being retarded)
If I ever have kids, I am not teaching them about santa (SATAN) or letting them watch those stupid brainwashing xmas movies that always say "its not about the presents" when to those kids it'll always be about presents until they get a logical brain.
So yeah, CHRISTMAS IS FXCKING COMMERCIALIZED AND CORNY AND MONEY WASTING WHEN IT SHOULDN'T BE!
So uh yeah, happy birthday "Jesus"...
lulz my brother (28 years old) is jumping around screaming "I AM ZEE CHRISTMAS MANN!" in a monotonous voice and being sarcastic about stupid christmas. He did that last week too.
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