Something Borrowed, Something New

I need something new. My life is the same everyday. School, work, WORK, study, sometimes go out. I'm sick of the same views, I'm sick of my house, I'm even sick of the same conversations. I need a vacation.

Maybe I'll buy a new sweater. Urban Outfitters has a million new ones and I'm thinking about getting me one o' those.

Is it weird that I saved this in my computer as "cat boobies"? Like I need MORE people staring at my chest. But still, it's different and I kind of love it.

I think I like this one more. I've been having a problem wearing pants lately. Actually for a few months now. Personally I'm just sick of wearing them and have been going on hiatus more and more.

Or maybe I could get another tattoo! My ratio of left-side-of-the-body to right-side-of-the-body tattoos is uneven so I may need to fix that. There have been a few things I've been kind of planning on getting done as well.

In other news....My Birthday is TOMORROW!!!!! My boss is having a huge party for me and even put it in the Happenings, which is a local magazine that is actually read by a lot of people. It makes me feel important. And seeing as I'm a complete birthdayzilla feeling important IS important. Bitches.

Maybe I'll get some cash (which will be going toward my new sweater/tattoo fund).

Happy birthday to me.

Lets Get Wild

On Saturday night one of the bars my boss owns hosted a benefit for a woman who's husband passed away. This woman also happens to work at my other job with me so it was a prime event for me to know people at. Half customers of mine from the bar, half co-workers from JCP. First of all, I would like to say how responsible of a person I am for getting dropped off at the bar (by my dad) so dui's and KILLING PEOPLE wouldn't be a problem and such. So I get into the bar and immediately know a good 30-40 people in there. Not good. The night was spent getting bought drinks and then, in turn, buying drinks for others. Pretty sure I spent way too much money. Apparently I'm quite the hoot. I do have to say that while I joke around a lot about drinking on my blog, I'm not a HUGE drinker. I'm down to about one night a month where I'll go out big, but this was worse than usual for sure. According to my battle wounds I fell off the bed. Hard. Oh yeah, and I gave up the good fight and spent the rest of the night on the floor rather than make an attempt of standing up. One of my friends took me home (not in that way....dirty) and I guess I had a few missed calls throughout the night and forgot to check my phone before going to bed, causing my phone to make little beeping noises every 2 minutes ALL NIGHT. When he asked me what it was I replied with, "Whatever you want it to be." And then passed back out. Obviously I watch "Pretty Woman" too much.

ERIC CAN BITE ME ANYTIME!

So I only have oh, ten minutes before I need to leave for class... but for the record, Alexander Skarlskafdjdlskfjgard is the hottest man alive. Who cares that we don't know how to spell, let alone, SAY his name? When you've got a ass face/body/the whole shaBANG like that you're above having a name to need people to know who you are.

(OH HI!)

(Me likey...)

Who Finishes Shit Anyway?

I've been deliberating way too much about my life (past and present) lately.

I've come to the conclusion that I want to go to Prague when I graduate. I found a really good program that pretty much guarantees job offers before your certificate is even earned, and it'll be pretty cheap to live there...but let's see if I actually do it. This has a high probability of turning into one of my short-lived life plans.

Only I Would Hike In Heels

Martin (my car) is broken. My clutch decided to blow out while I was at Diana's wedding over 2 1/2 hours away, so I ended up hiking it back to my hotel. Picture this....Me in a skirt and t-shirt walking on the side of this bumfuck no where highway carrying my purse and a 12 pack of Bud Light. It took a good hour and a half, and I was drunk out of my gourd. Thank GOD her brother was with me or I probably would have camped out in my car for the night. And everyone knows a VW Beetle is not made for sleeping. (And the fact that I have 36-inch-inseemed legs and those babies probably would have knocked out a window or two during a dream or something...you never know with my luck)

But overall my summer is going just smashingly.

The Shame of the Ishame

Ishame-
When someone borrows your Mp3 player and finds embarrassing songs/albums.

Mike ishamed me when he grabbed my iPod while I was listening to my Elton John play list.

By the way…is it funny that I’m posting these, or just plain embarrassing?

( FUNNY… LET’S GO!)

1. Bloodhound Gang- "Bad Touch"

Because it's oh so good. And we ARE just all mammals, right?

2. Britney Spears- “Oops I Did it Again”
Because I publicly scorned her and can STILL be caught listening to her trashy lyrics and hypnotizing beats attentively.



(Yes. That is me. Don’t ask, you’re lucky I gave you that.)

3. Crazy Town- “Revolving Door”
This song is horrible. And what makes this even worse is the fact that this wasn’t even one of their singles (at least I don’t think) which means I actually BOUGHT this cd.

4. Dreamstreet- “Dreamstreet”

All of my freshman year college friends and I had a running joke about this song. There’s nothing better than prepubescent boys singing in their high tenor voices about taking their one true love down the Milky Way. To this day I still believe the whole song is about wet dreams…but whatev.

5. Harry Nilsson- “Coconut”
Yes. The infamous coconut song, and yes, it IS the one you’re thinking of. I don’t know if I listed this one because I’m embarrassed of it, or because I’m secretly proud to have it. What a conundrum. I’m going to go with the latter though. I secretly feel cool at parties when I’m the only one who knows the lyrics.

6. Jonas Brothers- “Love Bug”
I really don’t buy these virgins…
(Yeah, right.)

But when they performed this song at some MTV award show I just had to download it. Due to the mob of tween girls blockading them at all times I’ve barely seen what they look like however. I’m undecided whether or not I like them…they’re half annoying, half enticing. Seeing as this is the only song I’ve ever heard from them, it looks like my annoyed side will prevail.

(Thank God. That cult of 13 year old angsty, obsessed females looks a little wild and dangerous to get caught up in)

7. Lil Troy- “Wanna Be a Balla”
Even typing these horrendous misspellings give me the chills. Other than that, this song will make you want to get an Impala. With blades. What the fuck are blades on a car? Rims? Do I even want to know? What I AM sure of though is I really shouldn’t be listening to this loudly in my car.

8. Mickey Avalon- “Jane Fonda”
This isn’t so much of an embarrassment rather than a “what the fuck!?”… But Mr. Avalon had me at “her ass was bigger than a Mercedes Benz”. In a way his dirtiness/coked-outness is alluring.

9. Scissor Sisters- “Filthy Gorgeous”
Um. Because everyone should have a song about dirty tranny hookers. (Anyone worth knowing anyways) Duh.

10. Shiny Toy Guns- “Le Disco”
Oh. My. God. This is the worst song ever made. The lyrics are very unclear. Is this girl going to bone this “little boy/little toy”, or shoot him? Or both? I’m so confused. According to her she can also fly. With guns? Lies…have you BEEN to an airport in the last 8 years?

I Want a Sunday Kind of Love

So I’m single. (And can say it proudly without running to the bathroom and sobbing uncontrollably.) I have been for a while now, and can honestly say that I’m pretty content with being independent. As you’ve probably noticed from my posts, I’m not much of a “sit and talk about feelings” type of girl. I don’t play games, and will walk away when I know it’s not right instead of trying to change or fix a guy and the relationship that we’re involved in. I’m not afraid of being alone enough to do that. I used to be that way, but after a few years of embarrassment, annoyances I had created, and heart-aches, I’m done. What really made me put things into perspective was when I realized not to gauge my happiness with shallow advantages but simply….


What would I be willing to give up just to be in an altogether mediocre relationship?


When it’s put that way it really makes you stop and think about what you’re doing when you settle or chase for attention, huh? It makes me think of experiences that I would want to partake in that would require me to be single, and use THOSE to measure how much someone is worth it to me. For example, eventually I want to move out of the country for a few years after I graduate, and I know a relationship would stop me from doing that. I really do believe that the right guy would be so worth giving that up for and I would never want to throw away an amazing opportunity if THE guy comes around, but I know that if I stay for the wrong one I will hate myself forever for giving up on my dream.

Because of this outlook, I find myself not looking for anything, which is deterring me from falling for things that girls my age normally do. You know which girls I’m talking about- those desperate, stalkerish, should be force-read “He’s Just Not That Into You” type of girls. I’m not saying that I’m holding prehistoric views on the dating scene, but I’ve been able to take a step back and realize how unattractive pushiness is in females. It IS old-fashioned to wait for the guy to do the pursuing, but I think that’s how it should be, and I can guarantee you most guys would agree. Guys instinctually fight for what they want, and no matter how much we don’t want to admit it they DO take a different approach when they do the pursuing. Plain and simple- They either like a girl or they don’t, and a good guy will make it known if he does. And unfortunately WE work off of “signs” that we overanalyze and fantasies of the amazing relationship we could see ourselves in and let those mask our real feelings because we're scared of being alone. Yeah, it may be hard to accept it if someone you’re really into doesn’t feel the same way but really, if you have to fight for a guy and you finally get him, isn’t he just giving in? I don’t want someone to settle with me; I want to be sure that he really wants me before I’m willing to really put myself out there. Because of that, I want to wait for him to make the initial effort. I know that if I really liked someone I wouldn’t be unclear with how I felt. I would make an obvious effort, and that’s why I’ll only accept that from a new guy. It frustrates me so much when I see girls I know doing the chasing instead of letting guys act like gentlemen and go to them, because I know that’s what they deserve. We think because we’re this brand new generation that we can completely disreguard how things have always been done. Girls who don’t have feelings reciprocated want to believe that guys have gotten lazy and nervous, and so they turn aggressive and downright batshit CRAZY to convince him that they're THE ONE. They’re overly assertive and well, kind of bird-like. What happened to the idea of rejection and simply moving on? There’s no making something that’s never going to happen, happen.


Due to my beliefs in the“Boy meets girl and ASKS for her number, boy calls girl within a reasonable amount of time to ASK her out, boy picks up girl to go on the date that he planned for her, boy calls afterward” idea, I’m completely turned off by a lot of guys that I meet. If a guy likes me I know from experience that he WON’T be apathetic in the least, and that STILL IS the norms if females would just stop and pay attention. I’ve met guys that treated me OK but showed signs that he wasn’t all that into me with whom I chose to ignore rather than accept, while I’ve had guys that really were into me and showed me. The differences, seemingly small, make a world of difference when it comes to how I’ve been treated.


I’m not saying I never put forth any effort, but a guy not putting forth normal efforts and hence us taking up the slack for it just leads to us being used. Remember, each sex has their own different kind of head that is used in the thinking process. Women tend to jump to romantic conclusions right away, and guys toward sexual conclusions. There are certain things that a guy should just KNOW not to do and others that he should know TO do when he truly wants someone, because those are things that he’ll want and he really WILL change, but he can't be MADE to change. If a guy I like feels the same way I know that he’ll see me. I’m not hurting for a date so bad that I will make it easy for him to just have me without putting forth effort not will I overlook a lack of common respect that every girl deserves. A guy that’s interested WILL call. He WILL plan a date, and WILL want to spend time getting to know you. It’s not rocket science.

It really is refreshing to view dating this way. Deep down every girl knows that if a guy wanted to spend time with her, he would. It’s as simple as that. He wouldn’t play games and be indirect about where, when and how they’re meeting up. Girls have just become so adapted to the chase that it’s not a matter of adapting to rejection but it’s a matter of challenges and obsticles to get what you want. I personally don’t want to fight for someone to like me. I’ve had guys who wouldn’t leave me alone and I know how frustrating it is to have someone constantly not let it be. I don’t wait for the phone to ring anymore. Instead of disappointment this apathetic outlook has made me just accept things. I don’t get sad when a guy doesn’t call me.

And if he does?

It’s just such a better feeling knowing that he genuinely likes me.