articles.

http://news.aol.com/article/lottery-winner-charity/433871?icid=mainhp-laptopdl1link3http%3A%2F%2Fnews.aol.com%2Farticle%2Flottery-winner-charity%2F433871
A lottery winner who gave his winnings to charity.

People like that piss me off.
Cool, awesome, you donated to a charity and now I bet you feel like a better person.

But you're not, you're an ASSHOLE. You shouldn't play the lottery, you are taking away the odds of other people who actually want / need the money. You are a loser.

wolf in sheep's clothing

The title is the story of my life.
One day I plan on writing a story. That's my life goal. To write a story, a good one. I've written some before but, I want longer ones. Something that doesn't end at 20 pages. I feel like I have an idea for a story too. Hooray!

This is useless.
A WOLF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING. That is me to a T.

I had some strange dreams the other night, and since I wake up numerous times during the night, I happen to remember a lot of them.

The one I most vividly remember:
Me and a few of my co-workers planned on going to Europe this summer (I've been really antsy about going to europe and i plan on going this summer no matter what). But anyways, so that's the plan and me and a few of my co-workers decide to go, but none of us have money so we take a "raft". This raft really ends up being a few pieces of wood hammered together. Somehow this makeshift raft actually makes us to a destination after about 30 days at sea. Once we get to the mainland everyone is speaking French. And since we planned on going to Europe, it would only make sense that we landed on the coast of France, but some how we realized that we weren't in France. I don't know how we realized that instead of travelling across the Atlantic Ocean, we had only travelled northbound, and we landed in Montreal, which, obviously, there's a French speaking majority. Basically my dream is unfulfilled and I'm miserable in the end because we only moved a few hundred miles northbound, when the whole plan was to make it to Europe.

I know that this dream has something to deal with the fact that

I NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE FOREVER.
OR AT LEAST
IF NOT FOREVER
JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE
CAUSE I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE
SPENDING EVERY DAY IN THE SAME PLACE


FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.







With that said, if I can't find anyone to go to Barcelona with me this summer, I plan on staying at my family's house in Scotland for a few weeks cause I'M GOING CRAZY.
That's all I have to say.

Good night.

doctor!

THIS IS just tooo nuts. If I didn't post it it'd be an injustice to you all.
I don't have a chance to read it now, but the minute I get home from South Jersey, well, I will be.


http://news.aol.com/article/edge-of-space-found/423161?icid=mainhp-laptopdl1link3http%3A%2F%2Fnews.aol.com%2Farticle%2Fedge-of-space-found%2F423161

THE EDGE OF SPACE WAS FOUND! HOW CAN THAT BE?! I DON'T GET IT. WHAT'S BEYOND IT! I DO NOT UNDERSTAND! THIS IS CRAZY!
Read it, peace.

Topic of Conversation:

Boys.

Why;

Because they are scumbags. That's basically all there is to it.


People in general suck, but I'd rather not get into that tonight since I left work with 80 dollars after being there for so many hours because PEOPLE THINK 10 PERCENT TIPS ARE OKAY. DON'T FUCKING LEAVE YOUR HOUSE YOU CHEAP, TRASHY PIECES OF SHIT. I judge you, you are trashy, you make me want to throw up. I (and everyone else I work with) wish death upon your family and maybe, one day, if we're lucky, you WILL DIE (sooner than later obviously).
Now I have to drown my sorrows in food and binge eat a lot. THANKS, THANKS SO MUCH. DIE.




The End.

ceremony.

My posts are usually named after the songs I'm listening to.



I had a great night tonight. After we left the bar, I talked to Harold and met up with him, Don, and Doug, and it was nice seeing all of them, I've missed that whole clan so much, they're such a good, honest bunch.

It got me thinking of people in my life that are good and bad influences on me, and I don't mean in the way that, like, I do things with them that I shouldn't. But rather, I was thinking about certain people that bring me down, and other people that I'm happy to be around.
I feel like the past few weeks I've been happy with the people I've been spending time with.
I'm just so sick of people that bring me down.

EX: people that;
make me feel guilty, fakes, barnacles (aka. people that attach themselves to others), indecisive people that end up making you indecisive, negative people, hypocrites, people that are always willing to point out flaws in others but never flaws within themselves, are dependent on others, are unwilling to make themselves happy, those that don't live in the present but rather the past or future, and of course two-faced people.

Basically, I've been happy with the people I've been surrounding myself with lately. I never feel like I'm being brought down, and when people bring you down, well, that's one of the worst feelings.

Human behavior is funny.
Funny-weird, not funny-hilarious.

Keep it real.

dancing alone

Bizarre Love Triangle is the best song to dance to when you're alone in your bedroom.

Here's the music video , circa late 80s.
I hope you enjoy it / dance it it as well.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDD41R_5eR8

russian red

Okay, so as many of you know, I'm A HUGE FAN of deep red lipstick, and maybe two months ago I found the perfect red shade for me at mac.

And I was reading the stylelist today, and it was talking about red lips.

And MY PERFECT LIP GLASS (Russian Red) WAS MENTIONED! My favoritest red ever, DIRECTLY MENTIONED. I was so excited, I gasped, seriously. I'm a fucking loser, I know.

Here's the excerpt, unfortunately Serena Williams was wearing it.

"The New Red Lip
Tennis star Serena Williams proved to be quite the makeup diva as she made her rounds at various fashion shows. While she's been known to wear some spectacular eye makeup, the lip color she wore at the Calvin Klein runway show took my breath away. And I'm not the only one: Makeup artist Romy Soleimani tells me that watermelon red-which has a slightly pink undertone -is the It shade for next spring. Why wait till then to try this wearable, flattering shade? Here's a version I love: MAC Russian Red, $14 on MAC.com"


Even more of a reason for me to start wearing it all the time.
Get READY!

in the backseat

I got drunk last night and totally went on a rant and posted two blog entries.
I was fucked up!
The entries, of course, got deleted.

Nora almost blew up a backyard by accidentally lighting a gas can on fire.
It was hysterical.
I fell and my hand hurts.

I'm going back to sleep, I just had to delete those posts.
Good morning/night.