Real Life Ramblings
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Jellloooo
I'm not ashamed to say that in the past year and a half, my mother has cooked most of my meals. I mean if you're gonna live at home, I firmly believe in taking advantage of all perks. But now that our time together is winding down to 12 days living under the same roof, you would think she would step things up a bit and make some really spectacular meals for me. Nope, tonight we had jello. Granted there were 2 kinds, and this is the first time in about 6 years I've had jello without alcohol in it, but really? If you're really that sick of cooking for me, just let me know.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Randoms
Hmmm, should I even bother to write parts 2 and 3 on Kim Kardashian's wedding disaster special now that she's filed for divorce? Anyway...
On to other things...
Another day.
On to other things...
Another day.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
A Brief Dissertation on Kim's Unecessary Wedding: Part 1
I'm easily pegged as a reality-tv junkie and I'm ok with that, but one show I watch and hate myself for doing so is Keeping Up with the Kardashians. Mostly because of how they are prime example of people who are famous, who don't deserve to be famous and have too much money and have no sense as to what to do with it.
Whether or not you live under a rock, you've probably seen all the headlines about Kim's wedding as "the wedding of the year" or a "fairytale come true!" I choose to think of it as "what your wedding should not be!"
First of all, I feel like it should have been called "Kris and Kim's Wedding" because well, it takes two people to get married. And as much as Kim may have dreamed about her wedding, I really think Kris nailed it on the spot when he said, "and you can slide any guy into it" because as Khloe said, "Kim is a romantic who falls in love so often she doesn't know what it is" so Kris was probably the most convenient option for Kim to slide into her wedding vision.
Which bring me to my next point that, Kim is like the last person I would want to marry on Earth and I'm not just saying that because we're both straight. She seems like an obsessive compulsive, narcissistic person who has lost all sense of reality.
Example: She flipped out because Kris's dogs got in bed with them. Admittedly, I probs would too, but it was because "I don't sit on my comforter so why should your dogs?" Uh, so why do you have a comforter in the first place then?
And then there was the time she flat out said that she was not moving into Kris' apartment he owns in Minnesota because it was below her. Soo you basically just said your future husband was below you? Not that you can't marry out of your class, but shouldn't you not berate that person because of it?
Good luck, Kris Humphries, good luck. I wouldn't want to be in your shoes.
So basically, if you want your marriage to fail, follow Kim's example.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Who Am I Kidding?
I'm not good at this blogging stuff. I like writing, it's just my thoughts flow faster than my fingers type sometimes. I also don't set enough time aside to blog which is why I have like 20 posts started but not posted. Lame. Anyway, here's what on my mind at the moment:
I have totally jumped on the Amy Winehouse bandwagon. Thought she was crazy when she was alive (I mean kinda cause she was) so I never really got into her music. But then I listened to "Back to Black" and I'm digging it. I'm having issues with this realization because I judged a lot of people who became Michael Jackson fans after his death.
My lab partners really annoy me. They don't do a whole lot of work anything during lab. And then they have the audacity to question if I'm doing something right. Bitch, please don't question me if I'm doing your dirty work. It's all good though because I neglected to remind them as they walked out the door to get signed out by the t.a. You win some, you lose some.
I'm digging this fall weather which is soo soo weird because I have always been a spring/summer kind of gal.... except for the one year when I was like 4 and I really liked winter. I don't know what it is.
I actually really really love pumpkins. I'm probably one of the few people who order the pumpkin bread from Starbucks all year round. It's just so good.
I like really need to move out. A lot of my mom's friends have kids around my age who are living at home and I get the idea that my mom views me as the posh thing to do. I'm like a freaking accessory. And as my mother, Deb should know that I like to steal the show, I'm no stage hand.
Cleveland has some ridic drivers. Like the lady who was too busy to get off her horn so she just blared her horn and blazed her own path. I mean it was pretty ingenious, but a little cray cray.
I could probably go on, but I won't bore you any more. Love you long time.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Decisions Decisions
Oh hey, remember me? So I made my decision on where to move several days before my July 8/9/10th-ish deadline. And then I changed my mind. So after much soul-searching and convos with both elder and peers, I reached another final decision. And I've stuck with it. And.....
I'm moving to the WINDY CITY, BABY!
I'm moving to the WINDY CITY, BABY!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Moooving!
As far as taking my talents go, I think I have reached a final decision.... I'm just too nervous to announce it yet! Leave your guesses!
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Caylee's Law
Please don't read this and then read into what kind of a parent I will be one day, if I ever become one. I don't know how many of you have seen it, but there is a new petition to change some legislation named Caylee's Law. Personally, I don't agree that the statutes under the petition qualify as felonies. For those of you who have not seen the petition yet, here they are:
- Any parent or caregiver that doesn't report a child under the age of six, missing if that child has been missing more then one hour, is guilty of felony child neglect.
- Any parent or caregiver who falsely reports the circumstances of an accident or injury a child under the age of six, is guilty of felony child neglect.
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