A Day of Movies

I watched seven movies yesterday with my friend Erica.

You read that right.

SEVEN

First we started the morning off with Maid in Manhattan featuring JLo and Voldemort. (Not Ralph Finnies Rayph Fines). Then we watched The Lorax, it was alright, more musical than I expected! Bachelorette was next which was a wild movie to watch. It was basically a coke filled adventure of crazy women fornicating  and trying to fix their friends wedding dress the night before the wedding. My favorite scene in the movie is when this one girl is talking about blow jobs to this stranger. I'm going to try and find a clip because it was hilarious. Eh, it probably would of been super inappropriate anyways. 

Then we switched it to (and I am embarrassed to admit it) High School Musical. I had only seen this once and Erica was on the couch singing along with all the songs. We basically made fun of it the whole time. It gets worse, next up High School Musical 2. These movies were so much fun to make fun of. I like how the athletes are all like no we never sing and dance, that stuff is for losers- after a huge musical dance number that they themselves sang and danced in.

My Best Friends Wedding! Ah Dermot Mulroney, I'd make out with his pretty face any day. 

I love the Lunch scene. 

And finally the Rugrats movie. I used to like them as a kid, but now I find their baby antics annoying and stupid. My mothering compassion just isn't there. I hate kids. Especially these ones. The only joy I got out of that film was identifying David Spades voice. And that wasn't very exciting. 

Moral of the Story

You can go into a potato like state if you put your heart into it. 

I should probably hit the gym today to make up for my beyond lazy day.

There are no words to describe how much I love this picture. 

I'm a Doofy Whore Face

Halfway done!

Whoa snap it is time to go out like the 23 year old I am. Lets get sexy friends.  After some more dancing (less organized and less outfit changes) I finally sat on my floor and got to work on my face. I mean come on I had to trick people into thinking I was good looking for the night. It is a process people. First you gotta find your colors and then you gotta smear that shit all over your face and BAM you are one sexy mother fucker. 

I like to wear colors like black because it says I'm a whore!

Well one of the best things to do when applying whorish makeup is to actually finish your face. I mean Harvey Dent is a pretty awesome character and I should feel proud to sport that look. I now regret the fact that when I had half makeup face that I didn't draw a mustache on the other side. Because that is something weird that I would get a kick out of. Anyways this was my face for the night. 

DERP!!!

And then I do my hair. I feel like within the last week  my odd ball life has really shown . In this photo I was straightening my hair and the way I had it made me feel like a bird. So the natural response to that is to make a doofy face. I hope my family is proud of my many accomplishments. Whore and Doofy faces. Anyways I had a pretty good night out. I rocked my corset and danced!

Nobody wanted to dance with me though which sucked so I have few reasons as to why

1. I looked so damn hot that every guy was way to terrified to approach me.
2. I didn't look as hot as I felt and I danced like Elaine Benes from Seinfeld. 
3. I was in my own world and 100% oblivious. 

Oh and I've got another poll on the right. Tell me what you think friends!

How I Wash Dishes

I'm in a studying rut. I just can't focus on anything. It is rather annoying. Because I know I have stuff to do. But instead of doing anything with real meaning I made this for you my friends. I do this whenever I'm home alone because I get bored with what I have to do. So yesterday I had to wash dishes, which I loathe! However, from what I have found there is only one solution....

Dance like a Fuckin' Boss

My dishes don't get done very timely fashion. But I have a fantastic time doing it!

I also hope you liked my outfit choices. Those are some of my favorite pieces. 

Watch out Fashion Week in Paris! I think I just kicked your ass in less than 5 minutes! 

Here is some advice that you all should take. If someone gives you money. You should always dance for it. It makes life that much more enjoyable  I'm not saying dancing as a stripper and having people stick coke lined dollar bills into your g-string. I mean break it down for a couple of seconds. People might wonder what the hell you are doing, but in your mind it is a fucking dance party. 

My Quirky Plan

Well I did the most ridiculous thing tonight. And unfortunately for you, you won't get to see for a while. Maybe tomorrow. I'm just really quirky and really bored. I might need to find more friends, but then again, I'm quite the odd ball. I'll give you guys a hint but I doubt you know what I've done.

Yeah good luck figuring out my crazy life.  Sorry it is another short one. 

EAT!

Guys. I'm writing a paper about the origin of Nail Polish. Why? Because I was trying to think of what to write my paper on and I was picking the coral color off of my finger nails.

I went to the gym and really worked out today and then I stepped on the dreaded scale because it was right there in the locker room. Oh fuuucccckkkk. I'm 5lbs under where I like to be. Weight problems suck, I'm always afraid of being too skinny. Stick thin isn't a look I want to return to. I want to look like I am at a healthy weight! Well that means one thing. EAT! I've got some chicken in the oven right now that I am going to cover in BBQ sauce.

Well...I guess I still don't really have much to say...

Nerd Volcano

Shit folks. I'm on a Star Wars kick.

 My inner nerd is spewing out of me like its been trapped in me for a long time. 

NERD VOLCANO!

I've been feeling lethargic and unmotivated. My give a shit levels are low. 

I have things to do and I really don't want to do them. 

I also don't feel like writing. My entire last week was pretty long I used my good ideas folks.

Life Advice

I need life advice. I can't exactly tell you what I need advice for because I'd rather not spew my personal issues on a public blog. So whoever wants to give me advice- Call me, text me, facebook me, whatever! Well...don't call me. Because I hate talking on the phone. I'm just an awkward phone talker. I'd prefer to talk in person actually but considering most of my readers live at least 3 hours away, technology will have to work.

I'm super hungry but I do not want to cook for myself! Life is hard huh! I need a chef/I need to like different types of food! I just ate buttered bread because I couldn't decide what else I wanted to ingest. I'd go to the store but I don't like driving my car and I really just to lay on the couch and snack. So if someone could bring be chips or something. Maybe a root beer float?

I played volleyball yesterday for the first time in I don't know how long. It felt great! However I realized very quickly how out of shape I was. After playing for 20  minutes I was exhausted! Damn! How did I do this in high school? I thought I was semi in shape now. Apparently I'm the fat kid minus the fat! I also had a ab workout that left me practically in tears. Shit, if I continue that I'm going to be ripped. Bikini season is almost here, might as well continue. The plus side of thing is that I already look fantastic in a bikini so extra work won't really do anything but make me feel kick ass.


I promise though I won't go for that super muscular look. I'm talking about female body builders. Because that is really gross. And I promise I will never use fake tan. I'm Snow White beautiful dammit! I think I will take boobs over woman pecs any day! I mean, look at those thigh muscles...ew. The only reason I would want to be that muscular is if I was an angry person and loved getting in fights. I'd always win. But then again with all that steroid use I'd probably grow a mini penis. From what I hear, men love ripped women with mini penises. Did this get weird? I think so, but you guys should already know that I am weird. If not...

 WELCOME TO MY STRANGE WORLD!