January 31

I skipped more days.
Shizz.
That's my b.

I bought a Cosmo magazine today.
Let's just say I now know 75 Very Naughty Moves to Try on a Man.
Yeah, guys.
So, watch yourselves.

Shall I find a picture that accompanies this topic?
No?
Fine.


That's pretty much all I have to say for today then.

Good night,
and big balls.
(A Wipeout reference, not pertaining in any way to Cosmo. Mostly.)

January 28

Well.
It seems like I can't keep up a blog.
The same thing happens when I try to keep a diary too.
I always skip days...or in this case months.
But we shall not dwell on the matter.

What am I thinking about right now?

Hot guys.
Six-pack abs.
Oli Sykes.
Jared Padalecki's ass.


Okay.
Let's try this again.
What am I thinking about?

Tennis balls.
I'd kind of like to cut one open right now.
Then fill it up with something like jelly.
Don't ask me why.
These are just the thoughts that flit through my brain.

I'm wearing polka dot underwear right now.
They're red.

If I could change anything about myself, I would make my hands a centimeter smaller.
I think they would look more dainty that way.

I'm kind of cold.
I would hate to be a polar bear.
They have to spend so much time in the cold.
If I were a polar bear, I would swim to Hawaii.
I bet it's warm in Hawaii right now.

I need a sweater.
I'm going to put on a sweater.

So I just asked Rachel what I should talk about.
She first told me to talk about what a freak I am.
Psh.
Freak.
As if.
Then she told me to tell you how I dyed my hair a borderline obscene hair color (fiery orange with blonde streaks).
But I don't really want to discuss how some guy told me it was beautiful.
Yeah, I won't talk about how many compliments I've gotten about it.
Finally, she told me to discuss the various hot guys I've come across while at college.
(And here I thought I wasn't going to talk about hot guys. Oops.)

So, their names go as followed:

1. Dining Hall Dean
2. Smoking Hot Lip Ring Boy
3. Big Hair Dude
4. Skater Boy
5. Abnormal Guy
6. Beanie Boy

They all are painful cute (some exclusions applied: skater boy).

Dining Hall Dean has to be my favorite though!

I can't convey to you how hot he is.

In second place, we have a three-way tie between Lip Ring, Abnormal, and Beanie.

They all have a similar skater-ish style.

I don't really know how to describe it.

Suffice to say that they all are rocking it.

I won't really talk about the others because they just barely made it onto the list.

So be happy that I posted more.

I'll try to keep up from now on...maybe.

Peace.

Day 19

I skipped another day again.

I haven't just written what I was thinking in a while.
I've just been putting pictures up.
Where's the fun in that?

Literally, there is nothing going on in my head.
I've been sitting here for like, 3 minutes and I still can't think of anything.

I'm going to ask Rachel for a topic to write about.

Alright.
Rachel told me to write about this movie we watched earlier.
Splinter.
It's about this weird parasite that looks like black splinters, and they can take control of your body.
Some convict dude got his finger pricked by one, and it started taking over his arm.
So guess what?
They hacked off his arm to keep it from spreading.
Truly, truly, truly, one of the grossest things I have seen in a REALLY long time.
Worse than any Saw movie.
They cut through his skin and muscle to the bone, then proceeded to break the bone with a cinder block.
A CINDER BLOCK.
Rachel and I were screaming.
For realz.
Then, of course, he died in the end anyway.

I would be freaking mad if I got my arm chopped off, thinking I would survive it all, and then died.
That would just be a sucky day.

Anyways, that's how our afternoon went.

It's been a pretty uneventful day.

I almost choked on a Starburst a minute ago.
It was a red one.
Bastard.
And red were my favorites.

I'm done.

Day 17

I've never heard a more profound statement.



I want THESE PANTS.

Day 16 Part 2

More monkey baby pictures.
MONKEY BABIES.













AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I love MONKEY BABIES.
And ORANGUTAN BABIES.

Day 16

So I wanted to find a cute picture to put on here.
I started out searching Google images for the "cutest thing in the world."
Then I tried "cutest baby ever."
But then I realized that there is something even cuter than human babies.
Monkey babies.
MONKEY BABIES.



If I could trade a human baby for a monkey baby, I totally would.
Monkey babies are like 10x cuter.
For realz.

Day 15

I skipped four days.
Oops.

I already showed Rachel this, but watch it:

It's truly freaking hilarious.
I die of laughter every time I watch it.
EVERY TIME.