Red Zinger

The only open box of tea at the church was Red Zinger, so I tried it. And really it's just so fun to say! Red Zinger! Haha. It was okay... sort of made my stomach hurt a little bit. I think it may have been too sweet. When it was in the middle of your throat it gave you a... there's really no other word for it, zing. So the Red Zinger was definitely appropriately named. The color was red too, as you can imagine.

I want to try real ramen, not just the kind out of the package. 

So I'm trying to force myself to learn to love coffee and tea.

This morning I had a cup of coffee, black, piss in a mug. I drank the whole thing though, and enjoyed the taste... after I brushed my teeth. So basically I'm going to just condition myself to like it. 

This evening I brewed myself a cup of tea. The holiday blend, not because it is the holidays, but because it smelled good. I pretty much burnt my tongue off in the process. Let me just tell you that tea is winning me over much faster than coffee...

Christmas in a Cup

A.K.A. Scalding Tea.

The only difference is mine came in a pretty tin.

Obviously we win every time.

I wanna go back.

Black Cat

I want one! But as a kitten, so I can train it to love me, because I'm terrified of cats. 

Cutie!

!

http://recordtheday.blogspot.com/

It's like her diary for her, but a collage. She just whips 'em out!

I wish I was that creative! Holy crap. It seems like fun too...

Example:

Everybody's crying

because Li's gone. 

Shake It Like

Summery, pretty.

Fixed

my computer! Well, sort of. See, I forgot my password. This means that I couldn't upgrade anything. And you need the new flashplayer to listen to myspace music! Sucky. So I changed my password and now I can listen to new music! :) 

Listen:

Erin McCarley

Eyeshine

Editors

The Bird and the Bee

Tubelord

Waah Waah My Pussy Hurts           ...?

Got it.

Mmm

What does one wear to Rocky Horror? 

Oh geez. 

Whippin' out the studded belt.

Shorts or jeans? Who knowsssssss

さようなら

Maybe I should just withdraw. PeAce! 

Mood: Wistful

If life was as simple as music, we wouldn't need it to distract us. 

I'm feelin' rough, I'm feelin' raw.

I like

this whole picture thing I have going on with my posts. It's entertaining. 

I think

it's really great when you can not even know someone and they think you're a bitch/not likeable(?).

I think it's even better when you have like 80% of things in common with them. 

It's just my favorite thing in the world! It should really happen more often...

Thing is I think we'd actually get along, if you didn't already not like me. Hahahaha

Grand! :D

Let's Kill Time (Backwards)

Harry Potter

Again!

Psyched. 

I like this one a lot. :) 

Blind

So I think I need an eyepatch. My left eye is going crazy! It's going to be swollen shut soon, I think.

Mom's Side

So I've managed to ostracize myself from my entire family, even the cool one. What did I say?

It's 'cause I got a tattoo and hate talking on the phone and think that getting hit by a car while bike riding is a cool tale to tell. 

Great. 

4:11

This needs to end.

Can't Sleep

Time: 3:20

So I'm writing a new post. It's gonna be random shit. 

The only Taylor Swift song that I really like is "You Belong With Me". Gotta love it. 

Owl City rocks, props to Mel.

Ahhhh. I'm so tired but I can't go to sleep! Whatthefrig.

Time:3:22

Part II: I Like

Hogwarts/Candles/Posters/Paint/Ryan Runs Europe Blog/My Room/The Arcade/Mel/Caity/Kayla/Justin/Sam/Becca/Tadd/Paul/Giana/Emily/Lexi/Alexis/Brittany Seredy/Brittany Bowcock/Brittani/Abi/Sarah/Dad (Sometimes)/Mom (Sometimes)/Grandpa/Nicole/Danyelle/Allison/Ali/Mocha/String 'Friendship' Bracelets (Does anyone actually call them friendship bracelets?)/Julia Childs/Barnes and Noble/Pretty Dresses/Language/The Daily Photo Blogs/My Roof/Camp Johnsonburg/Seattle/Nerf/Laser Tag/The Part in Tarzan When Jane is Describing the Monkey and She Says "It was a little baby, a little baby!" (Sounds Familiar?)/Making Collages/Waffles/My Diary/Typewriters/Scarves/Comfy Shoes/Laser Tadd/The Hoboken Monkey Man/Catchphrase/Any Type of Cleaning if it Means I Don't Have to Vacuum/Battle Wounds/Scars/Booboo Talks/Sledding/The Matrix/Crafts/Dreams/Bagels/Rasberry Jam/Muenster Cheese/Gouda/Brie/Granny Smith Apples/Hershey Milk Chocolate Bars/Ms. Muse/My Laptop/The Goonies/Great Adventure/Hurricane Harbor/Baking/Sonic the Hedgehog/Chowder/Mario and Luigi (Both Meanings)/Pajamas/Wii/The Recliner/Wardrobes/Twilight/That Time Caity Beat Up That Guy in Seaside/Milk/Caramel/Owls/Labyrinths/The Beach/Wrought Iron/Eye Contact/Glasses/Fudge/FOOD/Messy Hair/Tile/Mosaics/The Moon/Clouds/The Printed Word/Cushions/Pillow Fights/Merry-Go-Rounds

Harry Potter

I've watched so much Harry Potter this week I think I'm picking up an accent.

So excited for Half-Blood Prince!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Julie and Julia

So can I just say really quickly that the movie Julie and Julia looks amazing! I know who Julia Childs is but I've never watched her shows or actually listened to her, I only remember hearing about her dying, actually. Yet, this movie looks freakin' awesome! Count down until it comes out! :) 

A Laughing Matter

What I need is integrity. I just don't know how to go about it. Hmm..

Meanwhile

I think about myself way too much. haha

Yeah,

it's definitely official. I'm seriously messed up. I'm a mean person, and I try so, so, so hard to not be and then it all goes to shit. I'm not going to argue my point on anything anymore, because, usually, it just makes me look like the biggest bitch ever. 

This is so shallow.

I fucked up. And I just can't seem to stop. I'm trying so hard to not fuck up.

Exasperated, you'd think I would implode. Maybe I did. 

I need a distraction. I need to forget. I need to remember.

I need to prove myself by trying to be right all the time because that's the only thing I have going for me. I suck at everything pretty much. I'm ugly and fat.

I also think that I'm not as smart as I want to believe, which scares me to death. Because if I'm not smart, then I'm not anything.

I'm not nice, I'm not pretty.

Yeah sure I can listen, but I can't be trusted. 

I try to tell you guys stuff, Caity and Mel, and I feel like everything I say just gets totally shot down every time. I'm trying to be prettier. Get thinner. But all I get is 

"Uhh, no, that won't work."

"Do this instead."

I can't! 

I can't. I'm trying to do what I can to be better. I just wish you guys could see that. 

Kayla just seems easier to talk to because she just always sits there and listens and somehow finds the positive thing in it. 

I know you learn the most from someone you disagree with, but sometimes, I just wish someone would get it. 

I just miss so, so, so, so much the way things used to be with Mel and me. 

Why would anyone love me? My heart is black, and a quarter of it was shattered and it healed crookedly. I'm bitter. I think that certain parts of your heart can be broken at different times. One part is missing all together, I figure that's for my "true love" or whatever. One part is for my family, and that's still intact. One part is for your best friend, which is crooked like I said before. And then the left over goes to everyone or everything else. And I think that's still intact. So what, I only have half of a heart? That's stupid.

All I know is that I'm sad all of the time. And none of this probably makes any sense. I guess I figured I'd just say it. Instead of finding some classier way to spell it out. Because I really have nothing else to lose from this being read.

Toy Story,

my story.