so far these are my favorite things about this summer

pushing daisies
sandwiches
pop tarts
bike rides
shorts
tan skin

dancing to hi hater

price is right

hold on.

p.s. im going to look back at my blogs when im older and really make fun of myself. really. recent ones mostly in particular. also everything i do most days. like when i was at the 90s party yesterday and i thought, wow, im going to make fun of myself for this and almost everything else i do when i am older. maybe even in 2 years.

My Birthday is in a Month. From Today.

There should be blog rules.
1. posting blogs that are one line and repeat the title are lame.
ok. im guilty of an occasional one line blog. only because i think that sometimes i am funny. but when you are serious i am making fun of you, because usually they are pointless and tacky.
2. terrible misspellings.
i was tempted to spell that wrong.
3.only have a married person blog if you are planning on me making fun of it.
sometimes they are interesting..... if you like knowing what the person made for every meal of the day. However, keep them coming because i need the entertainment
4. plan on blogs like these.
because im a brat.

kiss.

im almost 21.

in case you were wondering

the other day i admitted to my mother that i had a blog.
suprisingly, she was suprised.
and i just used the 2 same words on purpose, ok.
she was defending blog users because someone was bashing on them.
"blogs are like a record" my mother said.
and i said. i have one.
really?
yes.
so i guess since my blog is like a record [ thats probably not the exact words she used] that I should write more, or less, or more stuff that is substantial and less that is hi, ilove blog, bye. but i will not be boring. im just saying. [here i go.... this is what i mean, blahhhh]
so i was on price is right,
i went to california,
i went to a crazy dance party tonight that i was sure i would leave early but was one of the last to leave...,
went to an institute dance yesterday,
uh,
thats all for now.
peace.
lolzzzzz
also i listened to the carpenters in my car all weekend.

heart.

once there was a girl who was sensitive. moderately. occasionally she was extra sensitive, but she has met much worse. and the world wanted to make her suffer by making her have this new extra trial. called living with a continuous chain of terrible roommates. however, the sun comes out now and she can wear sunny dresses and something she newly discovered- shorts. when the time comes that she gets a regular flow of money and can afford to do things, she will have one less thing to worry about. she would also like to have a crush. but no worries.
because it is summmmmmmmerrrrrrrrrrr!

im so sick of...

telling people off, and then feeling guilty about it.
whining, and then feeling guitly about it.
not going to the gym one day, and then feeling guitly about it.
saying something emberassing, then feeling emberassed about it.
acting really awkward around dream boy, and then being REALLY emberassed about it.
thinking about how emberassing i am.
thinking about how much i supposedly dont care about things and then being emberassed about the fact that lately ive cared more.
not being able to let myslelf grow up,
not being able to sleep [tonight because if spiders]
and being negative.
im so sick of being negative.

and im sorry ive been a real jerk to everyone lately.

and what do you think of that.

yes, i saw the movie 17 Again, and i liked it.
and.
i went to a jewelry party on thursday.
where i met a kid who looked like james franco when he was on freaks and geeks. and he said his last name was ring. and he sold rings.
and.
i like beyonce.

living at home makes me a different person.
and now im moving out.
[pppprrrrooovvvooooooooooo, i need an apt still....]

so. we'll see.