Thursday, July 9, 2009

Urban favelas,

I want to visit Brazil! Aka República Federativa do Brasil






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All I need is an extra $765 for a round trip ticket to Rio de Janeiro and someone who speaks fluent Portuguese to be my tour guide. I'll add this onto "the list" of places I want to travel before I die.

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1. True Religion ridiculous booty shorts (duh)
2. Lemon Heads because they're my favorite candy
3. A pineapple fruity drink
4. Baby oil so I can fit in with the locals
5. Cutout Gladiator Sandal so my long legs can look even longer
6. Ray-Ban sunglasses to avoid wrinkles
7. GPG tan bag so I can almost (haha) look like a local

I better start working on my tan..

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

It's long division, crack and divide.



Dear Diary,
Today I..

Drank coffee while I took my bath
Said goodbyes to my bf (no tears!)
Fell in love with an old album on the train
Played Donkey Kong on my bf's game boy
Had a tummy ache for 2hours
Saw a man take off his sneaker and take a big ol'sniff
Bought blueberries for my Nana
Came home
Kissed my dogs so much, they're getting so fat!
Put on a Lil'Kim record while I unpacked all my shit
Ate the rest of my chocolate
Caught up with all the biz on the internet, after about an hour I'm all caught up and bored as usual. Back to work tomorrow and the real world, maybe this week I'll convince my mom to get the lights fixed on her mini-van. She's been riding the "war wagon" (credit Ricky Jefferson) with the busted bumper and the lights that do not work around town for the past month now. My mother literally has to be home before dark because her headlights (mysteriously,) won't work...it really has nothing to do with the fact that the check engine light has been on for almost a year... Mommy needs to get her priorities straight and hopefully I can convince her to stop living in the dark age (har har!) In other news here are some majorly dorky things I've been into recently :



Heaven on earth, also Vegan for your nerds who practice that sort of thing


Found a book on "Herbal Medicine" in the garage sale that is my boyfriend's living room and oddly enough I'm really into it. I looked into 13 or so different detoxification potions (umm.. that means you mix natural herbs together and make teas,) as well as natural facial scrubs, and natural medicine. They talk about how various plant roots can cure all sorts of things from a toothache to even a broken bone! But don't get too excited bloggers, this book isn't exactly the holy grail.

It was written in 96' and has some tweaking to do. I also have a strange suspicion that whomever wrote this book has a fascination with shoving things up the anus. For example : they suggest that if you have an earache (AN EARACHE AS IN YOUR EAR!) you should cut up an union, wrap it in some gauls and shove it up your booty hole (ATTN WE ARE STILL DEALING WITH AN EARACHE.) I will not be doing that any time soon, sorry2say but I like the idea of using natural teas to cure crampies as well as rubbing lemons with salt on my face to cleanse my pores.

You learn something new everyday. Also someone spray painted "F U" accompanied with a big veiny dick on our neighbors mailbox. My mom fears we might be targeted next, updates soon.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Oh my god

Gertrude Hawk Milk Chocolate Almond Tree bark




Words really cannot express my love for this company, and the fact that Matt (the bf) took me to an outlet store that sells ridiculously half priced GH chocolate.

I've spent the past week in North Eastern Pennsylvania, with Matt and his family surrounded by mountains, green grass, and waterfalls. The air is clean and the grass is green, little chipmunks even live outside the kitchen window. Despite the rainy days my stay here has been close to perfect, but unfortunately that's all coming to an end. I go back to Delaware tomorrow where my days are filled with work, work and more work.

I have to sort out all my lose ends (eventually,) but for the time being I'm soaking up my last few hours spent relaxing her. I've always been great at over thinking everything and literally exhausting myself with all the tasks waiting for me in Delaware. I usually sit on the bus ride home writing out lists trying to organize myself but alas my life will always be like my purse; full of gum wrappers and 6 different chap sticks.. forever unorganized and looking like a bomb went off, Whatevz.

I've also been unleashing my inner Latina, letting my hair curl all natural. All I need are some big hoops and a can of fanta.


(Sorry for the lack of makeup and chapped lips.)

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

and the only revolution I ever got close to was sexual

making love and love songs go together so well-
they're fortunate to share the same soul,
to have and to hold, from this day forward
as long as they both shall live - Soul




Baby harp seal band aids! Still in the running for "Little Miss absolutely anything but graceful." One paper cut, two stubbed toes and a clumsy bruise on my hip (all within the past 12hours,) are going to seal the deal.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Monday, June 22, 2009

You're not as awesome as you think..



Let's all face the facts. You're never as cool as you seriously think you are. In the words of Bobby Digital "you ain't shit your momma ain't shit your daddy ain't shit." Spoken like a true poet. It's the human condition to always think you're the bomb, that your gods gift to men (or women, whatever) but in actuality you need to eat a big piece of humble pie. Acting like a decent human, having manners and class will never go out of style.

So take it from me, if you think you're the shit well, trust me you are NOT. You're probably just loud and obnoxious and endlessly embarrassing. You're not cool, you're not "in with the in crowd" you're not as awesome as you think.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

And the saga continues..

My taste in men is non-negotiable and often looked down upon. But I have actually adapted a few new men to the list (Gerard Butler, Jon Hamm,) that may be considered sexy and fine to other 20 year old girls. The standard "Fuck me Please" consists of my main men : Edward Norton, Mike Rowe and Robert Downey, and maybe a few randoms in between. No I do not want Zac Efron or that baby faced freak from Twilight. I want old men with hairy chests and hearty smiles, who can throw it down like champs and cook me spaghetti when we're through.


Robert Downey Jr.


Jon Hamm


Edward Norton


Gerard Butler



Mike Rowe


Ed Helms

All of the above DO HOLLA.