January 2011
Dear Soulja Boy,
These are the reasons why you DO NOT look like Goku, Vegeta, or Gohan.
You are black. They are Saiyan. Saiyans are white.
You’re like 5 foot even. Goku is around 6’2 or 6’3. He might even be taller, I’m not sure. Vegeta’s probably 5 or 6 inches taller than you and I have no idea how tall Gohan is. He’s somewhere in between.
They don’t wear thug...
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or anything else, for that matter.
yup.
something that makes me feel better.
talking to my momma. <3
york peppermint patties.
my dogs.
my cat.
my grandma’s sweatshirt that I wear sometimes.
burrittos.
reading.
my bed.
it's been awhile.
since i’ve done any of these.
so okay.
something that upsets me.
is being taken for granted. i hate it when i do things for people, buy things for people, anything, and they don’t say thank you. you don’t have to pay me back, you don’t have to do my chores bc i did yours, just say thank you. and mean it. jeez.
another moment.
was when I got my cat Vader.
he was so tiny and looked so helpless that I had to adopt him.
Too bad he spent his first 24 hours as Scarlett bc we thought he was a girl.
this month.
is cold.
and wet.
and school filled.
i've been stalling. i dont wanna do this one.
i always said i would live with no regrets. but that is impossible.
so.
i regret not going to texas and seeing my grammy before she died.
and i regret a few other things. but i dont think i can admit to them on here.
my favorite birthday.
the year I turned 13 (I think) and Paige and I went to Morehead City with my parents. We went to this restaurant that I loved and they were closed. They felt so bad that they opened up just for the 4 of us. It was so incredibly nice and made me feel so special. :]
my favorite memory.
I honestly don’t think I can pick just one.
-Staying home sick from school and my Grandma taking care of me.
-Going shopping in Texas with my Grammy at Hobby Lobby. We looked at random stuff for hours and just spent time together.
-My first beach trip with Chris.
-It being like 90 degrees and being so cranky and sooo hot, and driving under a shady tree area and feeling amazing.
...
my first kiss.
was with someone i now have a restraining order against.
end of story.
my dreams?
I always have these crazy dreams. Like, I have one where I’m being beaten up by some guy. And I have the naked in public dreams. And I just have weird ones in general.
what i wore today [again.]
black yoga pants and my new ecu shirt that matt gave me for christmas. then when i got home i took the ecu shirt off and put my sherwin williams sweatshirt on. i love this sweatshirt. it’s huge. c:
this week.
I work Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
I start school again on Friday :[ not excited.
I hate school.
I need to marry Sirius Black.
If you live in North Carolina, reblog. I want to...
what's in my bag.
wallet, money, permit, school IDs, little charm of my cat, my ring that I took off, a guitar pick, a lighter, 2 cameras, face concealer, tissues, wipee things, tampons, pantyliners, bright pink stunna shades, reading glasses, mints, syringe to clean out my teeth craters, advil, yaz, flashlight from granddaddy, lip gloss, school schedule, keys with my awesome new hello kitty key chain, hand...
my siblings.
non-existant.
SOOO moving onnnn to number 12.
what i wore today.
well, I only just got dressed. But I wore my Jagermeister to sleep in, so I wore that. And now I’m wearing my gray sweatpants and my “i must not tell lies” shirt that Mattieu gave me.
my beliefs. ((ahhhshitt.))
I don’t even know where to start.
First off. I believe in a god. Not necessarily the church’s God, but a god none the less.
I believe in reincarnation, in self expression at all costs. I don’t put too much faith into the bible, because it was written by men, not God himself. I love some of the scriptures, but I don’t really use it as a guide to life. In the words of...
a moment.
Where I realized I dislike power. Where I realized I had both of you waiting on me to choose. And I didn’t know what to do. So, I cried. And I chose. And I decided to love both of you, in different ways. And out of that, I got the love of my life, and a best friend. :)
best friends. :]
“Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.” - Bible: Ecclesiastes
my day.
I woke up late for the first time since I’ve had my teeth taken out. Realized my phone hadn’t charged all night bc of a short in the charger. (boo.) then i ate breakfast, and went to work. i worked 4 hours and came home and ate dinner. now I’m doing this.
my definition of love.
is probably really screwed, to be honest. I say that my definition of love is for someone to accept me no matter what, but do any of us accept EVERYTHING that someone else is? I mean, I know I have changed for Chris, and I know he has changed for me. So maybe that’s true love. Being willing to change for each other, and stay that way. Even if you aren’t thrilled with it, but because...