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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