Au naturale.

I've decided to grow my natural hair. No more relaxers. Imma start with the Big Chop. I'm so excited! Wish me luck loves.
I'm talking like I'm doing it now...more like December. But still, EXCITED!

Crack McNuggets.

A few posts ago I said that I had Chicken McNuggets and Appledippers for dinner that one night, well it turned out to be the next 3 nights too. I'm addicted and have come up with the name Crack McNuggets. lol. Clever eh?
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"Jalen! Aint no McDonalds in opry mills! I want my chicken nuggets!"
"You gon turn into a chicken nugget!"

bahaha. i love him.
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remind me to never make this face again...
...this one too. kthnx. :)
10.30.09.

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Walking to the city bus today I saw things that made me giggle. haha.



"SAVE A TREE EAT A BEAVER"
I have no explanation on this. There were many more all up & down Broadway but I decided not to look like a weirdo taking pics of the sidewalk. haha.


"KANYE; All Day Parking $5."
ugh. kanye lovers. haha. jk. i love him but he's still a jackass. :)

Thank you.

Thank you for being the person I never thought you would be. 

Now I know what real love feels like.
You were the best mistake I've ever made.

So thanks.

Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

hello november. (:

Corinne Bailey Rae's coming out with a new album,THE SEA, on 02.02.2010. I think you should get it for me. You'll make my life. :D

Ayye guhh. Grow some balls



& cut your hair.

"I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes...

...I got misty eyed as he said farewell."

Strangest thing just happened. My eyes really did start to tear up. I don't think it's ever been that hard for me to say 'goodnight'. I really didn't wanna leave. I felt like there was so much more to say or I guess since we haven't and won't be seeing much of each other I just needed to hear his voice. It gets so hard sometimes all the time. I tell myself that I can do it and I don't wanna say that I've been lying to myself but....I really do wonder. It sucks ass honestly. Excuse my language. kgdlskay4o87tliushGHZLglczughh. Thats how I feel. I'm determined to make this work tho. I can't, I won't, let him go.

Bae I know you're gonna read this:
I love you with all my heart, body, soul. Haha. Don't mean to get deep or nothing but that's how I feel. And really I can't even come close to telling you just how much. I'm happy. The happiest I've been in a long long long time and I would like to think that you are a reason why, because I know you are. I love making you laugh and smile. I love knowing that I always have a supporter [on some things. haha. you know what I'm talking about]. I love how you move my hair from my face. I love when you kiss me on the forehead when I'm 'sleeping'. Haha. I love and appreciate how you take road trips to and from my house. I love how you put up with me even when I act like a 5 year old. I love how we look into each others eyes and rub noses. teehee. Your family, your smile, your eyes, your blonde hair. lol. I love you, every part. Most of all I love your heart. I thank God for you. I love you. ♥

Taste so sweet.

Today I had a buncha oranges for lunch. That's all I ever really want these days.

And as I'm typing this there's a ladybug walking around on the window. They mean good luck, ya know? Gahh dang, today's been a great day.

[ Read 'What is love?' to understand. :D ]

Becky.

I just realized how attractive Plies really is. I just wish he didn't talk like an ignoramus nor had 'yellow' teeth.
Btw- the 'Becky's' in the video were--

I really need a life.

That's so random: "Return of the Randomizer"

6:17 am.
    Ok so I was getting on the city bus today and as I'm walking to the back this girls' backpack strap falls into the aisle. Not only is it slick because of the morning dew but I just so happen to be the most clumsy person...ever! So I'm walking along and my foot decides it wants to get caught up. To make a short story shorter, I trip in front of the whhoolleee bus. I nearly died, everyone died laughing, I died laughing and thank goodness I dont get embarrassed too often or I would have died of embarrassment. So thats how I started my day. :)Lesson to learn: backpack straps are dangerous!

I like lists.

  • Being from the south there's lots of hospitality. People speak to one another on the street, I don't. If I pass someone I don't speak or say "Goodmorning" or what not. Not because I'm being rude or anything but I just don't like to talk to strangers. Especially the ones that look like creepers. I feel like if I talk back then they'll think it's an invitation to...I dont know....talk more?? But if someone passes and speaks to me I just nod and smile politely. :)
  • Mi familia y yo son abejas.
  • As I was walking to school I noticed that the Batman building disappeared.
  • Tomorrow's Halloweve, I have to work. Saturday's Halloween, I still have to work. I think I'm going to dress up like Rihanna for school since I obviously have no life. I have red lipstick too homie.
  • I thought today was Friday for the longest, I still feel that way.
  • I murdered that econ test. You should be proud.
  • For dinner last night I had a 10 piece McNugget from Mickey D's as well as Apple Dippers and a large blue drink of some sort. I haven't felt so satisfied like that in awhile. Usually I hate fast food. Especially since I dont eat pork or beef [preference not religion] and thats all fast food is. The only thing's I order are chicken sandwiches or nuggets.
  • I'm tired of having this argument:
           Me: "I don't like chocolate or peanut butter and I despise them together."
           Them: "What is wrong with you!? How can you not like those two?!?!"
  • I'm highly upset that Homecoming's in January this year...again. ugghh.
  • I'm getting tired of my own random thoughts. lol. byeee.
This was entirely too pointless.


"I'm here to please myself."

Everything

can fall apart right before your eyes and sometimes you have no choice but to let it crash and burn.

Not all who wander are lost.

      During classes I like to ask to go to the restroom, whether I have to relieve or not. I'd stroll to where ever my feet take me. Usually I do go to the restroom but mostly just to read the stall walls and look at the doodles and what not. When I walk out the stall I may go towards the sink and stop to look at myself. That's all. Just look. I guess I critique myself on my flat hair, on 'why in the world I wore this outft', the fat hanging off the sides. I'd take of my Lacoste glasses and squint really hard at myself, getting closer and closer to the mirror. Up down up down. Funny faces. More squints. A few minutes I hear footsteps and slide them back on my face. The young girl walked in and we exchange smiles. I walk away.
      In the all my mind starts to wander just as I do. I wish to be the only one in the huge halls but at the same time hope to see a familiar face. No words needs to be exchanged, just a smile. That's all I ask. As I continue to make my way across, what feels like miles and miles of nothing, I stop and squeak floor boards, read comics and letters on peers' lockers, even look closely at the pictures of the school in various places; the gym (that can only hold a handful), hallways, classrooms, etc.I think about what the school was like 50 years ago, what Nashville was like, what will I be like 50 years from now. I walk over to the blue recycling bins used to catch the dripping. There's dripping everywhere. It won't stop raining. I believe that's the reason why the ancient hardwood floors creak and rise. Or the face that it's so old. I lean my head over and watch the dripping, the ripples, my reflection. Nothing more. People pass and I get closer to the wall, away from the blue recycling buckets full of life.
      I become parallel with the windowsill and Coke machine that only sells diet drinks, which is fine with me since I don't even drink such things as soda. I sit on the sill and look at the clouds. That's all. Just look. It takes me awhile to snap back to reality and realize I've been gone for nearly 10 minutes. I rush past the lockers and blue tubs as my five dollar Steve Maddens' from Goodwill click with every step and my Kathy Van Zeeland Bag jingles like windchimes creating a rhythmic melody. I quickly smooth out my flat hair and fix myself before reaching the door. I stop. Take a deep breath. And walk in.

This Is It.


I really am a huge fan of MJ's and is really excited about this movie but not as excited as I thought I would be. It kinda scares me to know the film used to make this movie were literally his last days. I'll probably wait awhile to see it & when you see it go to Carmike Bell Forge 10. :) Showtimes are: 1:45 PM - 4:20 PM - 7:00 PM - 9:40 PM. Maybe you'll run into me. ;)

A-Z

I reallyy wish we had an encyclopedia set.

Fall break.

...is officially over.
It went by entirely too fast for my liking. I'm in the school's library now, realizing that I'm back to reality, somewhere I don't care to be. I wanna stay lost in my imagination. It's funny how I dread being in here yet just about everyday freshman and sophomore year I pretty much lived in the library. I would come just to look at the books, look up new things on the computer, and even check out about 4 or 5 books at a time. I love to read and miss it. It's different when you're told to read something but when you choose your own book to read, whether you judge the book by the picture on the cover or the title or whatever it is, it's something you want to do, for your own enjoyment. No one wants to read a book they're forced to read then write an impossible paper about it-- But to be completely honest, now that I'm complaining about it, I've read some of the best books by being forced. I guess we all should just be open about things and keep a positive mind. But still, it's just not the same.

The "best books" I've read include Paradise Lost by John Milton. One of my favorite quotes comes from this great work of art:
"The mind is its own place and in itself
Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven."



And many many many more. Seriously though. Reading is amazing. You can put yourself in a whole new life. If you get into books like I do [and I realllyyy get into them] you can feel what they feel, see what they see just as they see it. You come alive in the text and if a book doesn't do that then it was poorly written and I'm sorry you even picked it up. Very few books have left me feeling that way and I miss that feeling. hmmm.....while I'm in here I think I just might pick something up.

Ta Ta.
Have a nice day loves. ; )