WARNING: This post may not be appropriate for some readers under the age of... ummm I don't know... 14ish??? I dunno... if you're old enough to watch Jersey Shore, you're probably old enough to read this post... just don't go telling your parents that I'm advocating these behaviors in your life. I'm not. This is my life. I understand not everyone can be as awesome as me (haha...) but really, if you don't wanna read about this kind of stuff, then I've given you fair warning so angry emails will not be responded to. Love ya!
So lately, I've been having a string of preeeetty fail weekends. Not going to lie, there's no one to blame but yours truly, but that's really beside the point. Why is it that every time you really decide to devote yourself to getting as trashed out of your mind as humanly possible, something always goes wrong and the night takes a turn for the worse? Well.... perhaps it was that whole plan to drink as much as possible, but whatever. Why can't I have one weekend where I drink an exorbitant amount and the powers that be decide to take a vacation day from their normal routine of raining hellfire down on my weekends? Let's try to plan this please.
The worst part of this past weekend? I was at one of my friend's parties...... completely s.o.b.e.r.
Really?
Have you ever been sober around a bunch of drunk girls having the time of their lives in some dingy bar? You would think watching girls make idiots of themselves by drunkenly (and sweatily... ew) grinding up on some other girl's date would make you feel a lot better about yourself and your life choices, but let's all be honest with ourselves: while your standing in that bar with the party raging around you, you really would rather be drunk enough to excuse that kind of behavior. It's painful knowing you're one of the only people who's going to remember this night in perfect detail. I did manage to get my dance on with my date, who was a good sport about the whole being-sober-because-I-took-a-year-and-a-half-to-get-ready thing. I guess it was kind of my fault, but again... who wants to accept responsibility when it's a LOT more fun to complain? Thanks for offering, but I happen to be a champion whiner over here.
Well... I will make a pledge: this weekend will be different. First of all, I'm going to hedge my bets by investing in some classy booze rather than drinking the 3 dollar gallon of vodka sitting in my bff's kitchen cabinet right next to the draino. Then, I'm dressing up in my classiest shit, doing my hair and makeup like it's my job and having the time of my life. Possibility of success maaayyyybe around 65%.... but we'll see. Hopefully the hypothesis is proven wrong (see? college is getting me somewhere...). Wish me luck!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Just a thought
Okay, I know I just posted, but I thought you guys should know something...
I just checked out my stats, and it tells you what people searched on google when they clicked the link to my blog, right? Well... apparently someone found my blog when they searched "where is chuck norris i'm feeling lucky"
.....really?
I just checked out my stats, and it tells you what people searched on google when they clicked the link to my blog, right? Well... apparently someone found my blog when they searched "where is chuck norris i'm feeling lucky"
.....really?
Back from the dead
Okay, so I know I have been majorly MIA for a long time and I apologize! There's been a TON of stuff going on, including a 4 week tour around Europe.... let's just say the past few weeks have been craycray. I am so thankful to everyone who continues to check up on the blog, you guys are way more awesome than I am!!!
Anyways!!! On to the topic of today's post: YOUTUBE!!! This website has basically been the destroyer of all my free time lately. From hilarious people dancing their way to shameville, USA along to Brittany Spears all the way to awesome makeup tutorials, this place is so entertaining!!!
Just a thought for those of you who are shocked reading this: no, this is not the first time I've found out about Youtube (maybe YouTube?? I don't know the official spelling... I'm just going to say Youtube because it means that I have to hit the shift key less often... LAZY FINGERS), it has just been taking up an obscenely large amount of my time lately and thus I felt the need to rant about it a little.
SO. The latest thing that I've been obsessed with on Youtube is room tours. Some people just have sick rooms. I am so jealous. I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but living in a college dorm room has somewhat dulled my sense of style in terms of decorating living spaces. Also, I'm sure people clean their rooms for these videos, but a part of me just can't come to terms with that and believes that some people actually live with their rooms spotless and organized ALL THE TIME which makes me feel self conscious about my own messy room, and I immediately want to buy every single organizing bin ever made at Target, but then I remember I have no money to buy these things with, and I sit and feel bad about my inability to organize my room and make it pretty.
Also addicting on Youtube: there is this person who makes these videos (I know... I'm using all my descriptive powers here) that are trailers for movies and video games, but he changes/adds lyrics to the background music that literally describe everything that's happening in the trailer and it's HILARIOUS!!!! I am in love with those videos. I may or may not be posting one at the end of this entry. You've been warned.
Also, I like StumbleUpon. New subject, hope you were ready for that. StumbleUpon recently led me to a site that was nothing but adorable pictures of PUPPIES!!!! It was one of the most meaningful moments of my life when that web page came up. Truly. Okay, maybe not, but it was up among the most adorable moments of my life. This choice has made StumbleUpon the Superman of websites in my eyes. Like, it websites could fight evil and wear awesome clothing, StumbleUpon would. End of story.
You're welcome. That is all.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
James Bond
I really love James Bond.... can you tell this is a spur of the moment post? Because it is. About my love for James Bond. Because USA decided to be awesome and play Casino Royale tonight. What a win. I approve.
Literally, James Bond is the most badass person ever. From being the most awesome free runner to sexing as many hot women as possible, he really can do no wrong. Yes, I am a girl, but unlike most guys, we can actually admit when another female is hot. Get over it.
I am about to take this post in a completely new direction because I'm ADD and there is a commercial on right now for Megamind which I really want to see!!!!! It looks hilarious.... like I'll probably pee my pants in the theater watching it.
Anyway, back to James Bond... and specifically Casino Royale. This movie has some of the most epic chase and fight scenes out of all the James Bond movies. I am a total guy when it comes to this stuff.... I'll admit it. But I can balance it out by being a complete girl and saying that besides the chase and fight scenes, this movie also has some epic fashion in it. So many classy women in awesome dresses and men in sexy tuxes. Win. There is really nothing bad about this movie.
Although, I do have to say that Daniel Craig is not my favorite actor for the role of James. Not that he's bad, he is absolutely incredible, but I have a sentimental attachment to Sean Connery. He was the original and was made for the role, and therefore will always be my favorite.
So I just realized that this post is not nearly as fun as my usual ones were, but more just a long-winded rant about James Bond, which is.... interesting. I'll try to be more entertaining next time. Toodles!
P.S. I'm not sure when I mentioned this last, but the whole layout thing will hopefully be fixed as soon as I have 2 seconds to put together an awesome banner.... we shall see when this happens. Hopefully soonish.
Literally, James Bond is the most badass person ever. From being the most awesome free runner to sexing as many hot women as possible, he really can do no wrong. Yes, I am a girl, but unlike most guys, we can actually admit when another female is hot. Get over it.
I am about to take this post in a completely new direction because I'm ADD and there is a commercial on right now for Megamind which I really want to see!!!!! It looks hilarious.... like I'll probably pee my pants in the theater watching it.
Anyway, back to James Bond... and specifically Casino Royale. This movie has some of the most epic chase and fight scenes out of all the James Bond movies. I am a total guy when it comes to this stuff.... I'll admit it. But I can balance it out by being a complete girl and saying that besides the chase and fight scenes, this movie also has some epic fashion in it. So many classy women in awesome dresses and men in sexy tuxes. Win. There is really nothing bad about this movie.
Although, I do have to say that Daniel Craig is not my favorite actor for the role of James. Not that he's bad, he is absolutely incredible, but I have a sentimental attachment to Sean Connery. He was the original and was made for the role, and therefore will always be my favorite.
So I just realized that this post is not nearly as fun as my usual ones were, but more just a long-winded rant about James Bond, which is.... interesting. I'll try to be more entertaining next time. Toodles!
P.S. I'm not sure when I mentioned this last, but the whole layout thing will hopefully be fixed as soon as I have 2 seconds to put together an awesome banner.... we shall see when this happens. Hopefully soonish.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Weekend of Epic Fail
This weekend. Wow. Where to even begin.
Well Friday I went out with some of my friends and we hopped around to different parties, and by the end of the evening let's say I was not in the best of states. Well, I ended up having given my number to a creepy guy who I now have labeled in my phone as Danger Creepy Don't Answer. Greeeaaat.
While I feel as though explaining this evening in more detail would be irresponsible of me, I will say this: it was such a bad night, that I literally thought my weekend could get no worse.
Wrong.
Just to add the cherry on top of this most delicious sundae, I forgot to move my car to the designated parking lot before the weekend ended. What happens here when you forget to do that? Oh yea, you get towed. That's not the best part... just bend over and grab your ankles because now you have to pay 110 DOLLARS to get your car back!!! Seriously?!?! Yes. I kid you not.
So, I resigned myself to this fate this morning and, with much pain, transferred 110.00 into my checking account so I could go pay the campus police to get my car out of jail. I got to the building and I find out that they don't take credit or debit cards, only checks or they offer you the option to put it on your tuition bill. I don't have checks, and this is only because they got stolen when my car was broken into over the summer and I haven't remembered/had the money to order new ones yet. Great. More bad luck coming back to haunt me. So instead, I had to have them add it to my tuition and call my parents and explain why they were going to have a 110.00 charge on my tuition at the end of the month. Lovely.
So after going through all this pain, I find out that I was wrong about yet another thing. I was under the impression that the cars got towed to the gigantic lot beside the campus police office, but I guess that's just asking too much because, instead, they take them to an auto repair shop owned by a guy named Chester. This shop is in walking distance if you feel like spending 30 minutes of your day trekking down a creepy road to get to Chester and your waiting vehicle. Since I didn't fancy spending that much time walking, I called one of my friends to see if she could drive me down there at some point during the day. She assured me she could, and we figured out a time to go. I looked up the hours of the shop in the yellow pages to make sure we would get there before it closed at 5:30. My friend and I pulled into Chester's at 5:10 and what do we see? Nothing. There is no one there. They closed early and my poor car is sitting in the back corner of the lot looking very sad and lonely.
So now I have to go back tomorrow and meet this Chester character and get my ride back so that I can go to Starbucks and get a much needed chai to calm myself down from this weekend from hell that just won't seem to let go. Someone should let it know it's practically Tuesday. Give it up, bud.
Oh, and total side note: I am trying to design a header for the blog when I have some time, so it might look boring for a little while... if this is totally offensive to anyone, let me know and I'll come up with a temporary fix!
Well Friday I went out with some of my friends and we hopped around to different parties, and by the end of the evening let's say I was not in the best of states. Well, I ended up having given my number to a creepy guy who I now have labeled in my phone as Danger Creepy Don't Answer. Greeeaaat.
While I feel as though explaining this evening in more detail would be irresponsible of me, I will say this: it was such a bad night, that I literally thought my weekend could get no worse.
Wrong.
Just to add the cherry on top of this most delicious sundae, I forgot to move my car to the designated parking lot before the weekend ended. What happens here when you forget to do that? Oh yea, you get towed. That's not the best part... just bend over and grab your ankles because now you have to pay 110 DOLLARS to get your car back!!! Seriously?!?! Yes. I kid you not.
So, I resigned myself to this fate this morning and, with much pain, transferred 110.00 into my checking account so I could go pay the campus police to get my car out of jail. I got to the building and I find out that they don't take credit or debit cards, only checks or they offer you the option to put it on your tuition bill. I don't have checks, and this is only because they got stolen when my car was broken into over the summer and I haven't remembered/had the money to order new ones yet. Great. More bad luck coming back to haunt me. So instead, I had to have them add it to my tuition and call my parents and explain why they were going to have a 110.00 charge on my tuition at the end of the month. Lovely.
So after going through all this pain, I find out that I was wrong about yet another thing. I was under the impression that the cars got towed to the gigantic lot beside the campus police office, but I guess that's just asking too much because, instead, they take them to an auto repair shop owned by a guy named Chester. This shop is in walking distance if you feel like spending 30 minutes of your day trekking down a creepy road to get to Chester and your waiting vehicle. Since I didn't fancy spending that much time walking, I called one of my friends to see if she could drive me down there at some point during the day. She assured me she could, and we figured out a time to go. I looked up the hours of the shop in the yellow pages to make sure we would get there before it closed at 5:30. My friend and I pulled into Chester's at 5:10 and what do we see? Nothing. There is no one there. They closed early and my poor car is sitting in the back corner of the lot looking very sad and lonely.
So now I have to go back tomorrow and meet this Chester character and get my ride back so that I can go to Starbucks and get a much needed chai to calm myself down from this weekend from hell that just won't seem to let go. Someone should let it know it's practically Tuesday. Give it up, bud.
Oh, and total side note: I am trying to design a header for the blog when I have some time, so it might look boring for a little while... if this is totally offensive to anyone, let me know and I'll come up with a temporary fix!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Total Life Fail
Okay, so can I just say that my life has been the most epic failure lately? Truly it has.
Okay, so quick update on my life: school is crazy busy and to add to that wonderful fact, my roommate and I finally hooked up our TV.
WORST. TIMING. POSSIBLE.
So most normal people will sit at the television during their free time or to watch their favorite shows because that's entertaining. I understand this, I really do... it just doesn't seem to work the same way for me. I watch all of my favorite shows on Hulu instead of on TV for some reason which means that my TV serves essentially no function other than to play movies.... or so you would think. The actual function my TV serves is to provide me a near constant connection to TLC, MTV, E! and Food Network. There are absolutely no worthwhile shows on any of these networks, but they are great time fillers. Last night, TLC played the same two episodes of LA Ink twice in a row. I watched both of them both times... and just to clarify, I don't mean I kind of listened to them in the background as I did other things, I literally payed close attention the entire time. It was kind of a sad moment. I did this instead of working on a project that is worth 20% of my grade in one of my classes. Sad day.
The good news? I have a break next weekend and will therefore (hopefully) be able to decompress a little bit and actually gather some interesting experiences to write about for you guys. I have to apologize for being a total douche and not writing in like... forever... but I promise that will change!!!!
Here are some topics that I have been collecting for posts (this also will serve as a reminders list so I don't forget what I was going to write about):
-ESL email I got from someone
-My physics professor (get excited for this one... soooo weird)
-19 and counting (I bet you already know what I'm going to say here)
-Harry Potter (no.... seriously)
Okay, so quick update on my life: school is crazy busy and to add to that wonderful fact, my roommate and I finally hooked up our TV.
WORST. TIMING. POSSIBLE.
So most normal people will sit at the television during their free time or to watch their favorite shows because that's entertaining. I understand this, I really do... it just doesn't seem to work the same way for me. I watch all of my favorite shows on Hulu instead of on TV for some reason which means that my TV serves essentially no function other than to play movies.... or so you would think. The actual function my TV serves is to provide me a near constant connection to TLC, MTV, E! and Food Network. There are absolutely no worthwhile shows on any of these networks, but they are great time fillers. Last night, TLC played the same two episodes of LA Ink twice in a row. I watched both of them both times... and just to clarify, I don't mean I kind of listened to them in the background as I did other things, I literally payed close attention the entire time. It was kind of a sad moment. I did this instead of working on a project that is worth 20% of my grade in one of my classes. Sad day.
The good news? I have a break next weekend and will therefore (hopefully) be able to decompress a little bit and actually gather some interesting experiences to write about for you guys. I have to apologize for being a total douche and not writing in like... forever... but I promise that will change!!!!
Here are some topics that I have been collecting for posts (this also will serve as a reminders list so I don't forget what I was going to write about):
-ESL email I got from someone
-My physics professor (get excited for this one... soooo weird)
-19 and counting (I bet you already know what I'm going to say here)
-Harry Potter (no.... seriously)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Self Discovery
Ha. I love how trippy that post title is. Awesome. Anyways... on to the actual point of this post!!!
Have you ever had a moment where you just realize something about yourself that you always kind of knew, but you never realized just how true it was until you actually had that moment??? Anyone? No?
Well I did.
Today.
Reading my Twitter.
I know that this sounds self absorbed so far, but stick with me here. I was reading my previous tweets when I saw a mysterious one that said:
While this may not concern most people... it is concerning to me because I LOVE THE SMELL OF LEMONS and it kind of bothers me that I don't remember this obviously major event that happened and changed my view of lemony fresh smells!!! It would have to have been something pretty major...
Apparently so major that my mind completely blocked it from my memory.
What else is my brain hiding? Seriously!!! I always knew I had a bad memory, hence why I write down everything I need to remember ever, but this is a whole new level. Forgetting about traumatic events is not a good sign... I've probably been robbed and kidnapped before. Not that I would know it now. My stupid brain hides important information like that from me!
Anyways... I have to wake up in six hours (stupid school) so I'm going to go to bed!
-Kaiti
Have you ever had a moment where you just realize something about yourself that you always kind of knew, but you never realized just how true it was until you actually had that moment??? Anyone? No?
Well I did.
Today.
Reading my Twitter.
I know that this sounds self absorbed so far, but stick with me here. I was reading my previous tweets when I saw a mysterious one that said:
While this may not concern most people... it is concerning to me because I LOVE THE SMELL OF LEMONS and it kind of bothers me that I don't remember this obviously major event that happened and changed my view of lemony fresh smells!!! It would have to have been something pretty major...
Apparently so major that my mind completely blocked it from my memory.
What else is my brain hiding? Seriously!!! I always knew I had a bad memory, hence why I write down everything I need to remember ever, but this is a whole new level. Forgetting about traumatic events is not a good sign... I've probably been robbed and kidnapped before. Not that I would know it now. My stupid brain hides important information like that from me!
Anyways... I have to wake up in six hours (stupid school) so I'm going to go to bed!
-Kaiti
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