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

:)

Every week during school, I feel happy.

I dont usually feel happy every second of the week, but every week i do feel happy.

I feel like I'm doing something worthwhile and really working towards a future.

Usually by the end of the week, all i want to do is go home and never come back.

This is why i am eternally grateful for the weekend.

Especially this morning, it's more than perfect.

It's about 43 degrees outside, and it's really sunny, and I dont have anything urgent to attend to as of yet.

Fairly Odd Parents is on TV, and I'm enjoying my first cup of coffee for the morning.

This is my pleasure.

This is what I love.

This is my escape.

Moments like this are what keep me from going completely insane.

And I am satisfied.

have a good day, everyone

Right when im about to upload a video to youtube

it totally just stops loading

youtube wont even happen

GWAH

I havent made a youtube video where i actually spoke since the last american idol lol SO THIS IS SPECIAL



enjoyy

are you really REALLY BORED!?!??!


then hang out with me for 3 minutes

i'm bored too

GUH



WOO

afterrr being here in my house in boynton for like 2 weeks.

boynton you ask?

yeah

no more texas.

thank jesus

he's a neat jew i guess

if you like dead people.

but yeah.

i've noticed that being "home" never really feels the same after you've lived on your own for a certain period of time.

i remember stuff annoying me sometimes when i still went to highschool

but now stuff that used to annoy me annoys me way more.

not really annoys me i guess... just... idk lol.

its parents

and siblings

you understand.

but anyway

im going home tomorrow.. around 2 i think.. with my friend chelsea.

the second i get there im going to my friend Mark's house

i'm sorry mark... BEST friend.. because he gets BITCHY WHEN I DONT SAY THAT..

to play harvest moon

because i want my ostrich

'nuff said.

i dont want to.. but i should

date or... idk... something

ohh or maybe a job

that would get me money

i like money

its just marker lol



thass meeeee

ok

soOOOOOO

saturday morning ill be leaving in the car with the rents on the way to where??

FLORIDA

im coming HOME!!

its kinda only for a week...

and then im driving back to texas for 2 weeks

and THEN

leaving to go BACK to florida for GOOD

YAY

then a few days later i leave from wherever i happen to be to orlando for school

all the texan nonsense is coming to an end!

oh and any flurda pplz i know that are my friends on here

im coming

clear your schedule

My hair has always been kind of a standoffish thing for me. as in, i've settled for a really short haircut that i barely have to do anything to, and everyone had it, and whatever lol.

I want something new. Something i've never had b4, and something that not everyone and their mother has.

i was thinking something maybe like this



...MINUS the blonde... blonde is a total NONO

MAYBE

but im really open to new stuff, especially since what i have posted above isnt really that new lol.

ANY kind of suggestions that anyone has would be majorly spectacular and stuff.

so um

yeah, say words

OMG ok so

i have to have this watch

http://www.overstock.com/Jewelry-Watches/Stuhrling-Original-Winchester-Auto-Skeleton-Goldtone-Mens-Watch/2504751/product.html?

it is one of the most necessary things to ever be... ever

i

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED

it

i was all disoriented, and my hair looked cookie-y

i took a picture



screwy eh?

wonder what my dream was.........>_>

Has anyone else noticed that some people seem to say "awkward" and "true" ALOT more as of recent years?

i dont really get it. someone will say "thats awkward" or whatever and they use it to describe a situation where the word awkward really just doesnt describe it.

"i need to go to the grocery store to get salad stuff"
"thats awkward"
"uhh... what?"

like that

and "true"

my god that one makes me irritated

i handed a friend of mine a water bottle

you know what he says?

"oh true story"

........

not "thank you" or "oh sweet.. WATER!! I FUCKING LOVE WATER"

but, "oh true story"

that, my friends, is in fact awkward. AND true.

see what i did there? i used the words APPROPRIATELY.

buh

its all very truly awkward

and um

cookie's hot >_<<

So today at the mall where I work… I had an interesting encounter with a random stranger. It was quite fun so I decided to post it here in a story format.

Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did ☺

I was sitting at the Grapevine Mills mall where I work in Dallas, Texas wearing a shirt that I borrowed from my friend Michelle. I was minding my own business (and everyone else’s) like I usually do when I’m bored. Sitting on a bench near the food court with a Venti Latte from Starbucks. It was a weekday of summer vacation, so of course it was completely packed with people to gawk at. Basically, victims of my secretive internal scrutiny. One in particular caught my eye.

He was tall, probably 6 ft or a little taller. Dark brown hair, the bluest eyes EVAR, fair skin (free of any blemishes whatsoever), and looked to have a swimmer’s build. Needless to say I was quietly swooning. In fact, I stared directly at him, not caring if he, or anyone else noticed. I was going to be out of this state and on my way back to Florida within the next month, so what do I care?

Then, as I suspected would happen, he noticed I was staring at him. I knew he noticed, and decided not to look away. I’m never going to see him again so whatever.

He wasn’t looking away either, so it became a secret staring contest between us. He stood, I sat, we both stared. Nothing was happening so I decided to smile at him, initiating a welcome. He smiled back and took the invitation to sit next to me.

The closer he got, the more attracted to him I became. This was one gorgeous hunk of manly meat. I didn’t really intend on doing anything with him, because I was (and still kinda am) on a break from the dating world, plus, my heart belongs to Cookie *stares/drools at desktop wallpaper of cookie 0_o*.

“Hey there,” he said “You enjoying your coffee?”

“Quite a bit” I answered, smirking to myself because I knew I was already in control of the situation. “How’s it going?”

“Good, good…… I’m Mark by the way” he said, extending his hand, expecting me to shake it. I just kind of looked at it for a second and decided to shake his hand. I thought his hand might have lingered on mine a bit too long, but I might have imagined it.

“Matt” I said shortly, I didn’t want to make him feel like he had any kind of control, I totally already had his manhood in a vice-grip…. So to speak.. I’m not really into that….. >_>

Chuckling to himself and looking down he said “Mark and Matt…” he then looked up, a glint of hope in his eye.. how foolish “That sounds cute” he smiled.

So we sat on that bench together and chatted about things. Life, work, school, coffee, food, boys, sports, boys, boys in sports, sexy manpiles of sweaty hotness… in sports. The conversation drew on for about 10 minutes. All the while I noticed him inching ever closer to me, thinking he was smooth and that I didn’t notice. Pshhh. So after a while his whole leg was touching mine and he had an arm around me.

I had to admit it was kind of nice to have a man’s arm around me again, but again, I had little if any interest in pursuing any kind of relationship, physical, emotional, or otherwise. I knew what was coming next. He had been working toward this the whole time. He was going to try and kiss me. I thought about letting it happen. Making out with a hot stranger wouldn’t be so bad, it might actually be really nice.

At the last minute I decided not to. He had been inching his face ever closer.. to the point where our lips were making the lightest contact possible. He stopped, I guess waiting for me to do the rest of the forward advance and close the distance between our faces. At that point I smiled, I smiled at the nerve of this random person thinking he could get somewhere with me 10 minutes after meeting me.

In a low whispering voice I said “Not on your life buddy”. I was so proud of myself as I felt his entire body tense up, and saw his face turn beet red. He didn’t move, so I stood up, threw away my empty cup, and strutted away, a feeling of pride slapped across my face. That was the first time I had ever done that. The first time I ever had such control over a situation, over myself. It was one of the best feelings in the world. Thinking back on it, I would like to apologize to Mark for being such a….. well.. a bitch, but eh, chances of seeing him ever again are slim to none, so I wont worry about it too much.

☺

my first icon was a picture of me doing something to my face with a giant industrial rubber band. it was fun.

now its a picture of cook with a sexy stare laying on a couch

why you ask?

um

cuz yeah

my loins have been set ablaze