Thursday, December 31, 2009

Candy


It's one of the loves of my life.
I LOVE:
Skittles
Starburst
Mambas
Symphony Bars
Hershey's with Almonds
Girhadelli Caramel Squares
Hershey's Cookies 'n Cream
Laffy Taffy
Reeces
Snickers

onomnomnomnonmnonmnonm ♥

Mom's New Boyfriend - Marc

A+

He puts up with her shit.

Financially stable.

Intelligent.

GOOFY AS FUCK!

Cares about me and Waylon.

I hope he stays around for a while, he's done a lot of good for us all.

The Ever Long TBWL List

It stares at me...

It's like, WRITE ME! WRITE ME! I KNOW YOU WANT TO!

I really do kinda want to do it, but, I have issues writing when I'm not in the mood for it... and well... at home I'm just like too damned lazy to write, my brain doesn't work, etc, and at school... well... I work my brain TOO MUCH, so I'm too exhausted to write..!

There's also the, I'd much rather be partying aspect. Aha.

and by partying, we all know I mean watching my friends get schwasted, and making them give me schwasted hearts!

:] Oh I love drunk Riley, I love drunk Ryan, I love drunk Cooper

SOOOO FUNNY.

Lord, I just need to write something... productive...

I'm just so damned lazy XD

IT'S SO BAD!

At least I'm not like Vry though, and like, have actually promised people work!

Teehee~ poor bastard :]

"BlondeBombshell.com - THAT'S YOU BABY!"

Oh, I am so entertained by that which we know as the Vry.

Yep. I fail. Need to kick this laziness! OHHH EMM GEE!

Good Stuff

I received!

Christmas:
-- The Sims 3
-- Flip flops
-- Pajama Pants
-- Weird "Socks"
-- A Flashlight
-- A lot of candy
-- Hot chocolate
-- Victoria's Secret Gift card ($20)
-- A scarf
-- CVS Gift card ($50)
-- Headphones

Early Birthday from Aunt Debbie:
-- NICE FLUFFY BLANKET ♥ ♥ ♥
-- Soda-flavored Lip Gloss (It's basically poppin')

:] I really appreciate all the nice things people got me! Thank you! ♥

I also got quite the nice surprise for Christmas this year! BUT THAT WILL HAVE TO WAIT 'TIL JANUARY 4TH! Mwahahahaha!

Oh Right--

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from ADD Love~!

GOOD FREAKIN' LORD

I was looking for some cute Christmas picture to post here

...and I found this

FML. So much FML.

...then I found this!

and promptly posted it to Allyson's wall on Facebook! ahahahah XD

NOW! For my Merry Christmas-ness


I approve.

Just Because I Love Them



My favorites!:

-- Starlight
-- Undisclosed Desires
-- I Belong To You/Mon Cœur S'ouvre à ta Voix
-- Knights of Cydonia (DUH!)
-- Falling Away With You
-- Uprising
-- Exogenesis Symphony
-- Supermassive Black Hole
-- Endlessly
-- Time is Running Out
-- Resistance
-- Hysteria

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Epic Posts Shall Be Made

...after January 4th.

Whoops

Well shit dude, I haven't posted on the blog in a while.

But dang Mr. Blog, oh DANG.

Some SUPER INTENSE SHIT has gone down over break.

The Sims 3 also went down.

So it might be a while before there's another post.

JUST SAYIN' - The Sims is A W E S O M E!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The Mark with a "K"

is probably the best friend I've had in a long time :]

like, getting close to Ruby status in only a few months...

That's pretty freakin' crazy dude.

I know he reads my blog sometimes, so I'm sure he'll see this...

I hope it makes his day better! Teehee!

K so, this guy!

M A R K


is like,

my favorite person in the worrrrrrrld!

History major. Knows everything.

E V E R Y T H I N G.

It's really freakin' cool.

He also wrote for his newspaper back at home...

and basically was a newspaper GURU!

Awesomesauce.

I always wanted my newspaper to be like that...
but Cordova was lame. Haha

SUPER DUPER LAAME!

He more or less bleeds coffee (This is total Ruby status)

I find it hilarious.

:]

and we can go to the dining hall for Late Night Noms

and talk for like two hours!

Nonstop!

and I listen to him,

and listens to me,

and it makes me really happy!

Yep yep yep.

I just like am so happy I've got a friend I can tell anything,
and be completely myself around... the crazy ridiculous person I am
...and he just laughs!

HE LAUGHS AT EVERYTHING!

It's so nice that I can make someone smile. It makes me smile.

and Mark! Mark is so goofy!

With his hair! and the Boston-ness.

It makes me laugh.

:]

Not really, it just makes me smile.

'Cause it's MARK!

and MARK is like, my best friend!

Awesome : UCSC :: Best friend : Mark

Makes sense, right?

If it doesn't, go look up UCSC, and slap yourself in the face.

'Cause UCSC IS HELLA DAYS AWESOME.

I don't know. I'm just so happy.

Happy with a friendship. I forgot what that feeling was like.

Then I was like, OH SHIT, THIS IS AWESOME.

:]

There's so many moments in time where we're just chillin' off by ourselves, all separated from the usual Porter Horde, where we just laugh and smile about anything and everything. Sometimes it's not so happy though, and that's ok. Sometimes I'm upset, and he'll listen to me. THAT IS SO NICE.

Okay, see a few weekends ago, a couple of our friends did shrooms.

Not really that big of a deal, but it still freaked me the fuck out, so I was kind of... y'know, on edge.

And see Cooper is this person I really adore. I think he's wonderful and amazing.

So we were just screwin' around in Allyson's room, and I kind of sort of got slapped in the face for tickling hiiim~

A little upsetting, because it was in front of the rest of our friends... like... he didn't care that he was singling me out in front of everyone... I felt sort of like, degraded in front of everyone. I do not approve of that feeling.

BUT ANYWAY, now that I think about it, not really that big of a deal,

but with the stress I was under, and the fact that a whole bunch of people I cared about a lot were doing hard drugs that night,

well, I didn't take it too well,

a few mins after being slapped, I went back to the lounge, and y'know

I kind of cried a little. A little.

Mark was there... with me... I felt awful 'cause I could like, see the worry in his eyes...

I think, that, that upset me more than anything. I don't like seeing my friends upset.

They mean everything to me. More everything than Mark knows everything everything.

Intense shit.

So I went down to my room to be by myself (aka, try to relax the best I could in the presence of my two roommates that were there) and eventually fell asleep.

I woke up at 11 PM.

I had promised Mark I'd be up in 2 hours (from 8 PM) or so for Late Night Noms...

11 PM... was kind of too late... :(

I felt really awful... but when I saw him later that night, he was just glad to see that I wasn't horribly upset anymore.

♥.


Another night, people got a little bit schwasted, and since some of the schwasted people were those of the freakin' hilarious while schwasted, I decided to go take care of them/watch/enjoy myself.

I promised Mark I'd be back though!

I just.... didn't come back 'til like 3:30 AM.

Fail. Such failure.

But when I got back into the lounge... Mark had still burned In the Aeroplanes Over the Sea and Deja Entendu for me!

(and left them in my shoes, hah!)

It's just the little things. The little things that matter to me. The little subtleties that say, "Hey, I care about you!"

Like, "Hey dude, I called Swoops next to Darlene!"

THAT MAKES ME SMILE SO MUCH.

HOLY SHIT, SOMEONE ACTUALLY ENJOYS THE PERSON I AM, AND ISN'T AFRAID TO SHOW IT!

WHAT A FREAKIN' CONCEPT.

See, Mark was the first person at college I could always rely on. No matter what, he would listen, care, and just help me enjoy myself. He was never selfish; just basically the best person in the world.

I just don't know how I can ever thank him for being so awesome. SO AWESOME!

So I'm kind of trying to do my best by posting this...

'cause the whole world can see that Maaaaaaaark~ is fabulous!

The internet is a weird place, but I like it.

Sort of Rant About My Mother

Soooo it's been a bit since I posted!

Beeeeennn a little bit busy.

Just a little.

...

Anyway, I'm chillin' at home, it's Christmas break and stuff.

Listenin' to some good mooski~ (♥ Julia & Mark)

ANYWAY, my Mom started giving me crap about how I'm such a jerk this morning...

Now see, I am very aware I can be one hell of a jerk sometimes.

She started yelling (read: blahblahblahblah) because there was some silly Christmas light display show on and she wanted me to look at the lights, and I told her I really didn't care about them...

She said things along the line of our usual "conversations" of how I should be nicer to her... how I wouldn't be so mean to my friends at school...

See, I am nice 90% of the time...

I really am... anyone who knows me pretty much is well aware of this fact.

But when someone comes at me, especially when that person has been coming at me for 18 freakin' yearrrs...

the nice Darlene sometimes goes away...

I'm sorry, but I have issues with listening to people who won't take two seconds out of their life to listen to me...

Every conversation I've had with my mother begins with:
-- "Hey Mom, I was doing this the other day and..."
-- "Oh I'm going to interrupt you now because I need to wallow in my own misery. My work sucks. I can't get out of my own head. I really don't give a flying fuck what happened to you unless I have to pay for it. Money is everything."

EVERY SINGLE TIME.

See, now that I've come out of my shell (more or less) coming back to Rancho has been one hell of an experience.

Meaning, I've been partying my ass off.

(and very much enjoying it :])

but, like,

I've been out past... let's just say midnight for the pst two or three days...

I wake up at 2 PM...

Wouldn't most parents be at least a little concerned?

See, my phone calls with my Mom consist of:

-- "Are you going to be home today?"
-- "Yes/no." (notice how it's irrelevant what I say)
-- "Ok."

It's really kind of sad...

I just wish she'd think of me a little more... I sort of feel like she should since she's my mother and all... I don't know...

Well, even if she thought about anything besides herself a little more, that'd be nice.

See, in Rancho, our budget crisis stuff has gotten so bad that some of the elementary schools are closing down, including the one I went to.

Cordova Lane is next, and I just kind of wanted to see if she knew what was going on.

So, I told her, but she was playing some silly game on the Wii... one of those games that requires like, minimal concentration so a conversation should have not been a big deal. At least, I'd think not.

It went like this:

"Hey Mom, did you know they're closing down Cordova Lane, isn't that pretty horrible?"
"Huh?"
*back to game*

I really like being ignored. It just makes my day SO MUCH BETTER.

I just don't understand how I'm the bigger jerk because I tell her straight up I don't care about something.

I dunno. Honestly is better than being ignored.

At least by telling her I don't care what's on TV, because TV is more or less retarded, I acknowledge what she's saying, and you know, the fact that she was speaking to me and maybe had something important to say.

I don't know. My mother just makes me so sad.

Reminds me of why I hate home...

It's not Rancho Cordova...

It's my terrible relationship with my mother.

~.~ Depressssssssinggg...