Exactly what genius stylist told Demi Lovato
to wear a Herve Leger bandage dress? When I
saw this the only thing I could think of was
"WTF?" Who would even let her touch that dress.
She does not have the body for it at all. It's
actually baggy in the front. A bandage dress
should never be baggy! ::sigh::
What a waste of a pretty dress...

[I think I'm going to do posts questioning
celebrities sanity more often.//♥]



What I am about to write are honest confessions that have been on my mind for a bit, yet they're not exactly things that normal people should say. Basically, I'm about probably about to offend the like 2 people who read this so..you can feel free to hate me. I don't really care*shrugs*

#1. Team Breezy! I'm so glad Chris Brown hit Rihanna. You don't even know. I was literally giddy. I ran around my house in fits of joy when I found out.
#2. I have actually gone back to liking Miley Cyrus.
#3. I like Selena Gomez too.
#4. I hate Demi Lovato though. She's really emo and annoying. HAHA Did you know she cuts herself? [Maybe I shouldn't laugh at that.. then again...]
#5. I don't really like tweens. Idk why, everything about them just annoys me. I have actually left a movie theater because there were too many tweens/teens there. It made me sick... [Btw, I count anyone from 10-16 as a tween..]
#6. I like Michael Phelps more, now that I know that he's a stoner.
#7. I hate that parents try to make every famous person a role model for their children. C'mon is it /that/ hard to be a good parent? Why can't your kid look up to /you/ instead of some person on TV? The problem is that when that person that you have forced into a role model "fucks up" [or just lives their life the way THEY want to] you parents are all up in arms complaining that the "role models" are "failing your kids." No ma'am /you/ are failing your kids. Not Michael Phelps. Not Paris Hilton. Not Miley Cyrus. Not Britney Spears. You! Because if you actually payed attention and nurtured your simple bastard of a child, then maybe they wouldn't look to a stranger on TV for guidance. All in all, I would really love for parents to stop blaming their 12 yr old daughter's sluttiness on Miley Cyrus when the fact of the matter is /you're/ the ones that are buying your daughters the slutty clothes. Miley Cyrus doesn't hold a gun to your head when you're at a mall. She doesn't use some sort of secret mind control to make you or your child do things. She's just a 16 year old girl trying to figure out her life. Give her a break, and take care of your own fucking kids.
[Surprisingly, I'm not yet finished]
#8. I hate people with purity rings. I'm not against chastity or abstinence. I'm against the unnecessary flaunting of how "pure" these douche bags are. Honestly, if you were so pure and holy, you wouldn't need an outward sign of your morals. You would simply be justified in the fact that you HAVE morals.
#9. Precursor: I'm not bitter, I just don't care about other people's feelings. That being said, I am so tired of hearing tweens whine about their "love" woes. At that age, you can't be in love. Just my opinion, but how can you be in love with someone else when you A. don't even know yourself and B. probably don't love yourself. Basically, you can't love another person until you love yourself so you really can't be in love at 14. I'm not sure if I'm getting this point across clearly enough.. Oh well.
#10. I'm not writing any of this for shock value. I'm actually writing this because I'm really tired of not being able to /say/ this stuff in public without being flogged in a public courtyard[perhaps even tarred and feathered.]

Yup, that's all. Feel free to add your own confessions as well. That's of course assuming anyone actually read all of that lol.


So in case anyone was wondering what happened on my birthday, which I doubt because less than no one reads this, I'll tell you.
My bffl, my brother and I decided to be tourists for the day and went on the Circle Line boat tour of the city. It was really awesome until we got to the East River. We were going against the wind, so of course it got colder[much much much colder.] That's why I ahte my birthday so much, ya know aside from the fact that it means that I'm older. I hate it because it's in February, which means I can't do fun stuff like other lucky ducks. Also, since my birthday sis o close to valentine's day people tend to give me a shitload of red stuff for my birthday. I mean, I'm not ungrateful for the presents that I receive, I just don't really like the color red*shurgs* My friend Steve the ginger gave me a box of chocolates and Stoli Razz which led to an awkward convo with my family. I kinda sat there rolling my eyes for the majority of it. Oh, and did I mention that I only had 2 hours of sleep?
Oh I skipped a part, you're probably wondering where steve and the fam came into play. Well after the circle line we drove around the city for a bit and I drooled as we past the white tents::sigh:: Then we dropped my friend at work and headed home. My brother had cooked dinner for like my whole family and it was scrumptous. I could complain about the dinner, but why bother. No matter how much I complain my family won't stop being crazy so what's the point?

Anyway, here are a few pics from the boat ride. Btw, the entire time we were on the boat we kept singing "I'm on a boat" by The Lonely Island ft. T.Pain. Good Times:]


My eyes turn into little hearts, whenever I see you♥

So incase anyone was unaware, I'm a major nerd.
I loved Dev in Skins and Slumdog Millionaire.
Last night I was looking on imdb and found out
that he would be playing Zuko in the Avatar movie
and I almost died.


Decisions, decisions, decisions.

fyi, I spelled decisions right the first two times
but when I typed it the third time I fucked up.
I'm a tard!
Anyway, I can't decide what to do for my birthday.
So of course, I am turning to my imaginary readers:]

The options are:

Circle line cruise, then dinner in the city.

Going up to Pleasantville and drinking everything in sight.
"Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends!"

C'mon, it's nyc of course clubs are always an option.
I just feel like everyone does that.
So it's kinda lame, ya know?

Maybe borrow an ID and go to Mercury Lounge or The Bowery.

Finally, I could go see Paul Mooney at Carolines, and do dinner as well.

Other suggestions are welcome, if you guys can think of anything:]


Fact: I completely forgot Lily Allen was a "singer."
I was looking through polyvore sets, and someone
had written something about how much they loved
Lily's new album. I was stunned I was like "Oh wow,
since when does Lily Allen sing? I guess she must
be doing the Disney Star thing. Ya know, the "stars"
are minutely famous for some random accomplishment
then they get a disney approved record contract."
Then this thought popped in my head, "Wait, wtf is
she famous for again?" Then it all came back to me.
Oh yeah, "she put out like one rather crappy CD with
like 2 good songs." Jeez, how on EARTH did I forget THAT?
So yeah, all that having been said her new song
isn't too bad. Give it a listen if you'd like: The Fear