As We All Roll on....

We find ourselves in many different situations where awkward, or sometimes hurtful comments can be made. I, myself have been known to say very awkward things at inappropriate times, or bring up a negative situation that could open some wounds that have not yet healed. I guess the point of this blog is to just apologize to you non-existent blog readers, for possibly doing one of those things in your presence. My mind has no filter, thus causing me to say whatever randomly pops in my head at the time. Therefore, I realize that it may not have been appropriate after I have already said it, making it too late to take back. This happens pretty much every day. And for that, I am very truly sorry.
I shall go slap myself.... I will slap my face so super hard.

Lets take a step back,

and ponder life exactly. What are we here for? According to my bio teacher we're here to "live, grow, reproduce, and die." What the fuck? My main goal is to reproduce, and then die? What if I don't want to reproduce. What if I don't want to make little mutant creatures that look like miniature versions of me? Because lets face it, I'm pretty sure the world can only handle one Carly. And that's me. So maybe I'll adopt. Or just not have kids. Okay other more important subjects have been brought to my attention. Moulin Rouge being one of them. This is one of my favorite movies, and I don't care what you say Nicole Kidman is fucking gorgeous. So lets move on to my favorite scene, the Elephant Love Medley. I seriously could watch that scene on repeat for hours at a time (and I'm not even joking, I've done it before.) Your song, Ewan McGregor was good, I'll admit, but fails in comparison to Elton John. Because lets face it, Elton John is the man, and Ewan McGregor should bow in his presence. Now, what else is there to talk about? Twilight came out today. I'm going on Sunday to see it, we'll see how that is. They made fun of it on South Park, which was actually quite funny, but not the best. So now I'm ending this, because I'm bored.
Stay classy.

did you regret ever holding my hand?

I got the new Demi Lovato cd, and I will admit, I have a girl crush on her. Selena Gomez? Not so much. So now I'm supposed to be working on my english paper, and I have a lot of it done, but my mind is absolutely blank at the moment. I wish my paper was capable of writing itself, that way I could just go take a shower, or paint my nails. Fun fact for the day: one of my best friends left for texas about two months ago, and me just being me.. was pretending that she was at her house the entire time.. Well reality decided to catch up with me and the other day, yes.. two months later.. I realize that no, she is not in fact at her house, and she really is in the smelly state of texasssss. You know, the one that just got hit by the hurricane? Yeah.. but unfortunately it was not near her school so she couldn't evacuate back home. DARN. At times I wonder how people see me.. I generally like to think I don't fit into any category, but who knows? I'm finding that I'm becoming more and more dependant on caffeine. Apparently I tend to shake during english, which I wasn't aware of. (This would be after drinking the monster/coffee.. whatever source of caffeine I drank for the day) So now, I'm pretty sure a lot of you stopped reading a long time ago. Actually, strike that, who actually reads my blog? Nobody.

don't you wish that you could be a

fly on the wall?

To be perfectly honest, i completely forgot about this little blog i have. So lets see, i started taking some classes at HCC.
I also went to target last week and got:

a)some notebooks for school
b)the new miley cyrus cd
c)the rihanna cd (which was on sale)
d)two books

I realized when i got home that one of the books i bought, i already own. Go me!
Also, as much as i hate to admit this, the miley cyrus cd is quite good. I know, you don't like her whatever.. well i'm starting to like her now. Just a tiny bit.
The rihanna cd is good. I really want to choreograph a dance to disturbia.
OH. and read the book "I'd tell you i love you, but then I'd have to kill you." It's good.

and all the constellations shine down for us to see,

TONIGHT.
well technically, last night? Whatever,
I saw the DARK KNIGHT.
This movie was actually quite good, but very long.
Christian Bale is quite the looker, and contrary to what others may tell you, the batman voice is freaking sexy.
I DON'T CARE IF YOU THINK I'M WEIRD FOR THINKING THAT.

haha, some people think big font is intimidating.
ROFL at you.

there's nothing you can do that can't be done

if you read my blog on a daily basis, you might think that i'm a rather cynical hardheaded person who doesn't really care about anyone else.
well maybe i'm starting to change.
I DO in fact care about other peoples feelings, and if you tell me something i can keep a secret.
I think, rather i know that love exists, but i'm not sure how much of it does.
but one of my druggie friends recently told me that "love is better than any drug," i personally like this quote a lot, and maybe i'm starting to believe it's true.
but maybe not..
there's a part of me that wants to believe it, but maybe it's just my own fear of love that's getting in the way.
maybe i should end this blog because even i'm getting bored of it.

love, love, love?

i know, the greatest thing of all is to love and to be loved in return?
but what if all that love is just a sham?
what if the person you thought you knew turned out to be someone entirely different.
i feel like everyone marries for the wrong reasons,
people rush it and it's not something you should take lightly.
take my cousin, he got married last year.. and now less than a year later.. he's getting divorced.
so what does this all mean?
that you shouldn't believe everything you hear.
people lie, and people make mistakes.
people are stupid in general.
don't get married on a whim, or just because you were bored.
it will come back to haunt you.

are you prepared to take a dive into the deep end of my head?

DO NOT PUT THIS IN YOUR COFFEE.

I inform you that this imitation sugar will make your awesome tasting coffee taste like piss.

Doesn't matter if it's starbucks, or some random machine in a hospital waiting room.. DON'T DO IT!

I was sadly mistaken, and had to pour an ENTIRE CUP of coffee down the sink. What a waste!

There's no place like London.

you've got to carry that weight a long time, down the long and winding road.. to strawberry fields.
forever.

now yesterday was the camp rock premiere.
yesterday right?
no.. i lied.. it was wednesday which apparently wasn't yesterday, but rather the day before.

see what summer does to my brain?
well actually, no.. because i pretty much never know what day it is regardless of the season.

so greg garbowski's blog got hacked, which is pretty much the most depressing news i've heard today. and yes, okay maybe i'm a little late with getting this information, but whatever.
blame my parentals.

let's do the twist

i'm back! and tanner than ever.
well not really, but let's just say i am.
it doesn't really feel like it's summer yet though.
i want it to be my birthday, so i can get a tattoo.

you're my wonderwall

sometimes i wish that i had never met you.
but now i feel awful for saying that, even though i know you will never read this.
i feel like i wouldn't be put through this though, and that maybe i would have a normal life.

but maybe i was supposed to meet you.
maybe this was supposed to happen.

i'm not a normal person,
nobody is normal.
we are all different and i sound like a hallmark card.
so i'm stopping.


have a nice day.

there's no substitute for time

I'm currently in long beach island. Yes, I know I said that there was not going to be any updates, but surprise surprise. So my senior week is so grand... we have watched a bunch of movies. Apparently our rebellious neighbors asked us to go play bp with them, but we don't do that kind of thing. unless we were using red bull.

So now i'm off to watch a movie about animated dancing penguins.
happy feet.

Farewell

every second counts

I have this irrational fear of telling people how i truly feel about them.
Like generally, you probably won't know if i like you, because i'm far too much of a chicken to tell you. Or even if i consider you a best friend, or really close, you probably wouldn't know that either. I'm just afraid of rejection, or afraid that you will drop me unexpectedly. Like all of a sudden you will realize how weird i actually am, and abandon me.

So that being said, maybe it's time to face my fear. To turn over a new leaf, so to speak, and actually talk about my feelings. Because as so many people have told me, the worst he could say is no right?
Yes. but that is my worst nightmare come true.

But enough about that for now, this has been a snazzy week.
Monday I don't think i really did anything.
Tuesday i went to waffle house, then target, then over jenn's for some guitar hero which i majorly suck at.
Wednesday i went over becca's and then shopping.
Thursday I GRADUATED!
Friday I went to the rocks, and now i'm here recalling my week to you uninterested blog viewers.

SUNDAY I LEAVE FOR LONG BEACH ISLAND FOR SENIOR WEEK!!!!!!!!!!
If you couldn't tell by the capital letters, i am so extremely excited.
The reason for this lengthy blog post is because for the next week i'm not sure if i'm going to be able to blog.

Maybe i over exaggerate a lot.
But it's what i do.
Torrey procrastinates, and i over exaggerate.
now i think that she got me into procrastination, and maybe i have gotten her into being an over exaggerater.

Random question though, why is it that all the girls like the guys that aren't good for them?
I've heard it always happens, but i guess i thought i was smarter than that.
There, i said it. I thought i was smarter than i actually am.
And i can't blame anyone, not even myself. Well actually, yeah i should blame myself. Because it's my stupid fault.

But maybe it's because safe is too comforting. You feel like you get stuck in a rut, and danger is way more exciting. Like climbing rocks. You don't know if you could fall off and crack your skull, but you are willing to climb them anyway. Or ride a rollercoaster. There have been many stories about them falling apart, yet you ride it anyway for the thrill you get.
So maybe dating a rebellious boy is like that. It provides entertainment and makes your life more spontaneous rather than just being boring and safe.
I feel i may have lost many of you a while ago, so i'll just quit.
Safe journeys if you are going to senior week, and if you're still in school..
HAHAHA.

it's only teenage wasteland.

so summer is approaching faster than you know it.

5/17- SENIOR PROM!
5/21-22- finals :[
5/23- SENIOR TRIP!
5/29- GRADUATION

then it's home free.
the anticipation has already begun.

as our lives change

come whatever, we will still be friends forever.

yes, sadly my high school career is coming to an end.
in 29 short days, I, Carly will be walking down that aisle, and recieving my high school diploma.
as much as I hate to admit this, I'm really sad. Everyone is going to be moving away, and I highly doubt I will see 3/4 of the people ever again. Which is extremely sad.

Then after graduation, I have to think about the future. My career goals, what I want to be. Sometimes I feel like I should just abandon everything like Chris McCandless.

Whatever, but for now I can just think about graduating. Getting out of this school system with the lesbian vice principle and the granny principle. With it's extremely lame rules, and sometimes even lamer teachers.

GRADUATION HERE I COME.
HECK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

live like robots?

sometimes i honestly feel like i'm a robot. like i hold no emotions at all, and was designed by some mad scientists inside some laboratory that resembles a haunted house.
like sometimes even when i try to cry, nothing happens. or when i cry, i only cry for about a minute. or less. maybe it's because i'm secretly made out of metal and if i cried for longer than i would rust.

i've got a pocket,

got a pocket full of sunshine.
i got a love, and i know that it's all mine. oh.
do what you want, but you're never gonna break me,
sticks and stones are never gonna shake me, no.

Fun Facts

about yours truly.

1. When I was 8 I got stung by a bee and it swelled up, and to this day I freak out every time one comes near me.
(and when I say freak out, I mean I'm pretty much on the verge of tears)

2. I firmly believe that not all hippies do drugs. DO NOT TRY TO TELL ME THEY DO!

3. I'm kind of a hypochondriac, as much as I don't want to be, I am.

4. I'm really picky about a lot of things: shoes, boys, etc.

5. Sometimes when I daydream I pretend that I'm being interviewed on a talk show.

6. I never memorized my multiplication facts in 5th grade.

7. To this day, I blame my 4th grade teacher on my lack of math skills.

8. I enjoy wearing non matching clothing. I enjoy not brushing my hair. I enjoy doing my makeup however I want to. SO EAT IT.

9. I am pretty much addicted to caffeine.

10. I do not know if I can make it to graduation.

I am done this list.

Horoscopes?

So I generally don't read my horoscope, but today my mom was reading her's so I figured what the heck? I'll see what it says.
So I look at it, and it says:

"You might be temped to spend money to impress people you don't know."

Now, that's really odd.
I think that horoscope may be right.
Sad, but true.

enraged?

Lately, most of my posts have seemed sort of angry. So here's a lighter post to possibly help change the atmosphere of my blog.
So currently I'm "doing my sociology homework" which really means I'm either on myspace, or checking out some other blogs. I look at blogs to get some inspiration for my own. Like take John Mayer, or Greg Garbowski. Pretty sweet blogs, but I don't think I am as witty as they are.

So now I sit, staring at my computer.
Well actually, staring at my homework assignment sheet, and hoping the answers will come to by some magical force of nature. or maybe if I hold the book, by osmosis.
Either way.

Now my family wonders why I am not cut out for college?
Maybe I'll come up with a list of reasons why I feel college just isn't for me.

1. I absolutely despise being lectured to. When people lecture to me, I either fall asleep, or just daydream. Either way, no real learning is occuring.

2. I suck at tests. Scantrons freak me out, because all the bubbles. I don't think I've gotten an A on a scantron, ever.

3. I never remember to do my homework.

4. I refuse to spend so much money on books. Why do I possibly need these books? And who in the world sat down one day decided, "HEY! I'm bored, why don't I write an English book?"

So now, I'm bored of making this stupid list.
This post went on a downward spiral- destination: Doomsville.
I said it would be a happy one, but oh well. I'll shoot for next time,
Maybe I'll talk about rainbows and unicorns.
But for now, I'm going to try to actually do my homework. Wish me luck.

the future is now?

I am perfectly okay with going to prom without a date. It certainly is not up to you to decide whether or not I should have one, so stop worrying. This is my life, not yours. I don't go around telling you what to do. Just leave me alone.
Honestly, if one more person asks why I don't have a date.. I don't even know.
Sometimes people need to learn that they should mind their own buisness, and that my life is my life and not something I wish to share with the entire world.
So whatever, if you go around talking trash about me, or other people maybe it's because your life is too boring and you have nothing else to do.
Grow up and accept the fact that everyone is different, and you won't like everyone in this world,
heck not everyone is going to like you, but do they really have to?
In order to be someone in this life, does everyone have to like you?

car crash?

Want to know what I really think about you?
I stole this from Torrey. But it's pretty cool.
You can make it a game and try to see which one is you!

1. We have gotten a lot closer, and are complete losers together. We really need one of those bank tubes connected to both of our houses. I can honestly say you are one of my best friends.

2. We share a locker, a completely awesome one at that. We always say we're going to hang out, but your mom always ground you. I miss hanging out with you.

3. You moved a few years ago, and although we haven't really kept in touch, I still miss you. I wish we could go back to those competitions.

4. You are an awesome guy, but you are ruining your life. I hope you realize that before you end up dead.

5. I met you sophomore year, but we haven't gotten close until this past year or so. We always have fun, and I'm SOOOO excited for this summer.

6. You creep me out. I honestly have no idea why any girls like you.

7. We used to be good friends, but you really chose a bad path. I hope you get your life in order.

8. I truly believe you are too young to get married. I had to say it.

9. Everyone stereotypes you as a slut, but I really know you are a nice girl.

10. I like you as a person, but you are too dramatic. Stop fighting.

11. I just met you this year, but you are awesome. Especially when you have great eye sex.

12. I think I will always have a crush on you. Me and every other girl.

13. I see you are having fun at college, have fun with that beer belly.

14. Yes, I blame you for Baltimore.

15. Get a haircut, pleaseeeee.

16. You are gorgeous, and I kind of envy you. Please go on America's next top model.

17. You aren't as good of a dancer as everyone thinks you are. You aren't as pretty as you think you are. Get over yourself.

18. We used to be friends a long time ago. You got really attractive.

19. You annoy me. Nobody cares about you and your boyfriends stupid fights. grow up.

20. You are gorgeous, and insane. You have a baby with Kevin Jonas.

21. You are a really nice guy, you just talk way too much.

22. You seem so innocent. You are extremely funny and say the most random things.

23. You have ADHD. And you cut all your hair off.

24. We don't really talk anymore, but you are one of the sweetest girls I know.

25. I swear you are bi-polar.

26. You are one of the whitest black girls I know. You make me laugh.

27. Yes, you got attractive this year. But that cockiness you gained makes you annoying.

28. You are a sweet girl, you just do some really bad things.

29. It's crazy how after all those moves, you end up here. We've known each other forever, and you are an overall good person.

30. I love working with you. Your brother? Not so much.

31. News flash, you are not always right. Get over it.

32. We used to be best friends, but we grew apart. You changed a lot.

33. Yu are one of my favorite people. I miss dancing with you.

32. You are way too hard on yourself. You also have really pretty teeth.

new post!

I feel as if i haven't blogged in a while,
but really it's only been a few days.
A lot has happened. My father has been going through some medical issues, but we won't really get into that. So basically I've actually not really done anything.
Today I hung out with Alex for the first time in a while, we watched Toy Story and part of Napolean Dynamite before I had to go to work. Then after work some cool people I work with and I went to Waffle House and ate some delicious food.
Thursday I went to Rita's and got some free Mango italian ice which was delicious.
Torrey's in New Jersey,
Katie's in Texas,
Katy's in France.
I'm stuck in Maryland, which sucks. hahahahah.
the end.

Dear Nick Jonas,

if by some random occurance you ever read this, this would be an apology.
I'm sorry for laughing at you at the Reading concert. We were just laughing at your headband.
Who knew 2 teenage girls could make such an impact on a celebrities self-esteem?
But anywho, I'm terribly sorry,
we only make fun of you because we love you.
so, that's it.


AND BREAK SK8 WENT HOME!
YES, IT WAS EXTREMELY UPSETTING.

i need a magnifying glass,

i can barely see you.

This is the official re-cap of the Jonas Brothers "look me in the eyes" concert.
AMAZING.

okay, at the end, we stayed outside by the buses.. no reason for that. But anyways, Katy's mother was getting the car and we stayed outside and talked to the security guards.

We also made wicked sweet posters, mine read "can i use your bathroom? i have to pee"
our new security guard friend laughed at that one.
But it was true, considering i always have to pee.

Anyway, so almost all of the tour buses had left except for one,
which we then saw the wonderful Greg Garbowski (garbo for short) enter.
So, that is why we made these awesome signs.

Then this older security guard proceeded to make fun of mine and Torrey's height.
It's not our fault we're short!
"I calls em as I sees em."
But apparently he thought that i had a "wonderful personality."

SCORE ONE MORE FOR ME!
that's all for now.

i'll stop the world and melt with you

you've seen the difference, and it's getting better all the time.

are we running out of time?

I have been thinking about time travel a lot lately. Like, if I could travel back in time and meet anyone, or live during any certain era, what would it be?
There are many options. I'd definately know I'd want to meet Audrey Hepburn, John Lennon, Buddy Holly, Elvis, wow.. this list could go on so I'm definately stopping now.
But I'm pretty sure I'm glad I wasn't alive then. People glamorize it and make it seem like some amazing time, but really it wasn't all that much better than today. So maybe today isn't really all that bad, and maybe I'd just like to go to the past for a visit, throw some cool rockstar of that time a high five.

Welcome to the next level.

NOT.

Welcome to the end of my blog post.

WOW? Three

Blog posts in one day?
Do you have a life, Carly?
why yes, I do have a life.
But this other topic came to mind, and I just felt the need to blog about it.
Drugs. Now, I'm not making some big speech on how drugs are bad and blah because, everyone knows that. It's just annoying, if you do drugs that's your own buisness, and nobody really cares.
Don't go around saying "ohh i'm going to get so messed up this weekend," because honestly, you just sound like an idiot for one, and for another people are going to think you are just all talk, and saying it so people think you're cool.

It's not cool,
you won't be cool for doing these things,
and it's just lame to talk about.

are you a man-whore?

Ladies and Gentlemen,
[minus the ladies...]
may I have your attention please!
have you ever looked in the mirror and thought, man..
I may be a man-whore.
well, I'm here to help,
these are some signs you should look for:

1. constantly running fingers through hair
2. lifting shirt to expose abdominals in the presence of many girls
3. trying to seduce girls with your voice
4. flexing muscles whenever you can
5. seductively moving your eyebrows
6. laying on white beds during photo shoots
7. doing unneccessary power slides
8. wearing detachable sleeves, and then ripping them off
9. taking "myspace pictures"
10. trying to look hardcore in pictures

my mind has now gone blank,
but inform me if you think of any more

are you a sell out?

So there are certain people at my school who are obsessed with liking music that nobody has heard of. They think that once it reaches MTV status, it has become a "sell out," and decide that they don't like the band anymore.
This kind of logic makes no sense to me,

In MY opinion, you should just like whatever music you want to like, and it shouldn't matter how many other fans they have, or where their music is being played
whether it be disney channel, MTV, or VH1, it really makes no difference.

Just grow up and realize that you aren't going to be their only fan, and you should probably be a little less self-centered.

How much is too much?

I have come to realize that I blog all the time.
About random stuff that nobody cares about. But as I have said many times, I'm pretty much the only person who reads my blog. (Yes, I read my own blog)

So.. today I have this sociology quiz, and I have to study for it.
I'm most likely going to fail.. blah.

And yesterday was payday! I got the fabulous amount of.. $52.
how lame.

So now I'm really going to study,
and then get some pencils because Courtney never brings one for herself.


Have an awesome day BLOGWORLD?
TKL- 7 day countdown.

today

is katy's birthday!

So I think that people don't percieve me as being a serious person.
I'm serious about... 30% of the time.
I'm never serious at work, so I guess they don't really see that side of me.
But it's like, I care about things that I guess people wouldn't really think I do. People judge me as being this naive dumb girl who has no clue about anything.
I do have a clue about the world, and I do care about things.
Just because I don't talk about it around you doesn't mean I don't care, or don't know.
I just don't feel like having these discussions with you, and like to have a normally happy outlook on life.

SO SUE ME!

day tripper part. 2

So I had this awesome blog typed out, and I deleted it. Lame, right?
So now i'm typing it again hoping the same magical words will come out the same as they did before.

I started off by making a reference to the beatles, hence "day tripper" and how my parents went to atlantic city on a "day trip" but "it wasn't a one way ticket."
But now of course I see that was a really lame joke, and not many of you loyal blog readers would have gotten that.

Now I go on to talk about prom dresses. Friday I'm going prom dress shopping with my mother. JOY! Except for the fact that i'm uber picky about prom dresses.
Three things I do NOT want in a prom dress:
1. poofy
2. sparkley
3. beaded

yes, so now you can cross off just about every prom dress ever created.
So now I talk about blah blah blah I'm short and long dresses make me look short and blah blah blah this blog is boring.

So happy sunday everyone!
11 days!

day tripper

JOHN MAYER

I will say this again and again, but john mayer is seriously a lyrical genius.
NO matter if it's his old stuff, or not.. it's all amazing. Now take my current favorite, split screen sadness.

"All you need is love is a lie, cause we had love but we still said goodbye. Now we're tired, battered fighters.
And it stings when it's nobody's fault, cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name It's only the air you took, and the breath you left."

WOW.
That's it, I just felt the need to share this with.. whoever wants to read.

Poetry

Poetry is currently my worst enemy. I sit at this computer, staring at a blank page, and nothing is coming to me. I have no epiphany like these movies, where words just come flowing out. Maybe I should follow the examples of Pandemonium, and take some opium. Then maybe I will write some decent poetry. But seriously, my teacher assigns us to write these poems, and expects us to learn all this stuff, when half the year we did nothing. Seriously, nobody's going to take you seriously if all we do is sit there and learn nothing, and then 3 quarters into the year you decide "OH! maybe I should actually teach this kids something." Sorry, but that really is not the way this works. So I attempt to write poetry, but then he has all these rules about what it should be like. Isn't this CREATIVE writing? Shouldn't I be able to write however I want to write? I really think I'm missing something. You say my stories are "too cliche" or "make no sense" well maybe I am a fan of the cliche! Maybe I enjoy things that don't make sense. Maybe I enjoy adverbs too! So, boo to you teacher. I despise your class. The end.

YOU KNOW

school of rock?

I recently watched the movie, the school of rock for the first time in ages. This seriously was my favorite move in about... 7th grade i think? I don't know, whenever it came out.
It brought me back to my middle school days,
when my favorite bands were Taking Back Sunday, Blondie, and Led Zeppelin.
What an odd combination.
I still do like those bands though. I guess some things never change.
But then again, a lot does change. Like me, I feel as though i'm constantly changing.
I'm really opinionated, but I don't voice my opinions all the time. I guess it depends on who i'm around.
I think that change is always a good thing to have in your life though,
who wants to be doing the same exact thing for the rest of their lives?
Certainly not me.
As much as I complain about change, and try to fight it.. it's inveitable.
Eventually I'm going to have to grow up, no matter how much I try to fight it.
And unfortunately for me, eventually means later this year.
Meaning, I'll have to get a real job, one that gives me more hours.
I need to focus on school, and what I want to do with the rest of my life.
I have no idea, what do i want to do with the rest of my life?
I really just want to be happy,
to be one of those characters on the Disney Parade, who just dances around, and gets paid for it.
Or signs autographs.
I don't want a real job, where i sit at a desk all day,
I would not last in that world.
I don't need to decide my whole future now, but I guess I should start making some attempt to.
This blog is a lot longer than any blog i've ever written.
So if you don't read it, that's fine.
I just went off a little bit.
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!

it's the

50th annual grammy awards!
As much as i love Kanye West, he is completely arrogant.
This isn't just my opinion, it's fact.. if you watched the awards then you
saw for yourself what i'm talking about.
Also, i found this quite funny:
"I just got an award given to me by a Beatle...have you had that happen to you yet Kanye?"
hahahhah
what is that? BURN.
I think he needs some ice for that!
that's it.

SHAKE IT

So this little holiday called valentine's day is vastly approaching.
Which makes me even more aware of my lack of one.
Oh well.
One note: please do not call it valentiMe's day, there is no M!
thanks a heap.
So now,
i've been really wanting to watch this movie for the past couple days.

I really thought we had it at my house, and i've been searching for it. I have to say that i am rather disappointed. This movie is classic.

THE END.

Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?

I think it was cookie monster,
unless he's still veggie monster or
whatever they tried to change him into.
which is pretty lame if you ask me.
you know what else is lame?
the fact that blue from blue's clues is a girl.
but it's funny because nick jonas was that for halloween
[don't ask how i know this, just go with it]
yes, so nick jonas was a girl dog for halloween.
not in the literal sense though,
just... yeah.
maybe i should move on to something else.
so this week i worked 4 days in a row.
that's a record!
hopefully it will show on my paycheck too,
hopefully.
also.. this weekend is the super bowl, which i'm really excited about,
[go giants!]
no, i'm not from new york.. so don't ask.
although i kind of wish i was..
but that's beside the point.
i'm pretty sure your not from new england,
but if by some chance you are, more power to you!
so the jonas brothers new tour recently started,
the "when you look me in the eyes tour",
if they are playing in an area near you,
i definatley advise you to check them out.
it is a good investment,
although i'd buy your tickets soon,
they're selling like hotcakes!
although i never really got that expression,
but they're selling like llamas wouldn't really fit for this,
unless you live in an area with a large llama fanbase.
then yes,
they're selling like llamas!
and while we're on the jonas brothers topic,
camp rock commercials have started appearing on my television!
it's rather exciting.
and... the new video
is pretty snazzy.
check it out.
i think that's enough for one post.

HEATH LEDGER

today is a sad day in hollywood. Heath Ledger, actor, died.
I really don't know what to say about this,
except i'm pretty upset.

I've also noticed, my blog is quite impersonal.
If you stumbled upon this, however you did
you will probably know absolutley nothing about me.
Well, i'll talk about my day i suppose.
Today was really boring actually, so yeah.
I'll talk about my life.
My life is pretty crazy [hahahha]
Sometimes i wonder about the meaning of life.
Odd, but i do.
Like, what is our purpose here?
Do we all have the same purpose, or do we each have our own?
Is it our life goal to figure out this purpose?
I have no idea.
I'm bored.
So i'm ending this.
THANK YOU WE LOVE YOU GOODNIGHT!

what is

The meaning of me having a blog?
The world may never know.
Just like the world may never know how many licks it takes to get
to the center of a tootsie pop.
Mr. Owl obviously doesn't know.
And neither do I.
But if you do, you will become my new best friend.
New topic: nail polish.
I absolutley love when my nail polish chips,
and my mother despises it.
That's not the reason I love it however. I actually have no idea why I love
this. But currently, my nail polish is extremely chippy (if that's a word)
and extremely rock and roll.
I am so rock and roll. (NOT)
It's about 2:29 am.
And nobody is awake, except Torrey who is a partial insomniac.
Which i'm not really sure if that's humanly possible, but now it is.
Maybe it's like the whole
have your cake and eat it too?
I actually have no idea what that means, but i've always wanted to say it.
This blog is extremely lame.