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6.11.2009
bright sunshine!
im hoping the title of this blog will bring some sunshine. it's been absolutely dreadful this week. rainy, cloudy, humid, 100% gross smoss. where's the sun?! my glow in the dark legs need some color and my summer outfits need to has somes funs.


from feast day in philly. ;)
5.11.2009
my cousin vinny...
...is a goldmine. marisa tomei's character has The Most Amazing outfits. don't take my word for it, look at these pick-chas:




since my illegal cable decided to stop making itself available to me, i'm stuck with the basics and TBS. funny cuz lately i've been sport-in' this saym ezzact ak-sent. makes me miss my friend rob who quoted this movie all the time and had me crackin up for hours.
i leave you with one of the best movie quotes ever:
(you gotta say it in that bklyn/guido accent!)
Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the cool, clear water - BAM. A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head. Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask ya, would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing?




since my illegal cable decided to stop making itself available to me, i'm stuck with the basics and TBS. funny cuz lately i've been sport-in' this saym ezzact ak-sent. makes me miss my friend rob who quoted this movie all the time and had me crackin up for hours.
i leave you with one of the best movie quotes ever:
(you gotta say it in that bklyn/guido accent!)
Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the cool, clear water - BAM. A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head. Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask ya, would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing?
4.23.2009
i puts the pro in procrastination.
one more month and then i'm FREE from the tyranny of school. here's to hoping i don't have to make anything up. =/
ever have those outfits where u realize how great it is and how you should take a picture for the blog, but you end up saying..oh later. and later never happens.
"While boys are taught that the things that make them men — good men — are universally accepted ethical ideals, women are led to believe that our moral compass lies somewhere between our legs."
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/30353377// that's the article in case you want to see the context. what yall think?
p.s. i had a dream that it was raining and my clothes started melting off cuz they were made of candy. what that means.
ever have those outfits where u realize how great it is and how you should take a picture for the blog, but you end up saying..oh later. and later never happens.
"While boys are taught that the things that make them men — good men — are universally accepted ethical ideals, women are led to believe that our moral compass lies somewhere between our legs."
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/30353377// that's the article in case you want to see the context. what yall think?
p.s. i had a dream that it was raining and my clothes started melting off cuz they were made of candy. what that means.
3.03.2009
bloooomies.

so on sat, flap and i went to bloomies cuz he had to make a shadoobie. haha jp! but anyway, i saw this wicked helmut lang hoodie. it was black and all sharp and drapey and just lots of specialness. it doesn't look like much in the picture, but loosen up those buttons (i had to) and it just transforms into a magnificent hoodie! we belong together. so i checked out that price tag and it was 335! that wasn't the worst part. i actually thought to myself..that's not so bad. it's so pretty. fortunately, flap returned from his excursion and managed pry the thing out of my hands. =(
2.24.2009
my first post...

anger seems to come too easily again. it's as though the world has wronged me in each nudge, tap, and breeze. every bittle of dirt in my eye when i've got on a full face of makeup means that today is off to a bad start. and here i thought days like these were long gone.
i wish i had a little pot of gold! hunting without money is the saddest thing ever. see above boots. i want those babies so bad.
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