Bitch, is that a Latte?

probably not. It's probably tea or something, but nonetheless she has on FUR while holding a cup of Starbucks. She's like 5. I though it was funny enough that already, she has stand alone paparazzi flicks (instead of candids taken with her parents) but actually.. she has her own fashion blog -__-
http://suricruisefashion.blogspot.com/..over it.


Suri Cruise, y'all

Is this a true story? I need me a big-hearted criminal man

An old Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’ s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie

At 4 a.m. The next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love you, Vinnie.

Never would have thunk it

Hey, am I the last person to figure out that Rich Hil is freaking Tommy Hilfiger's son? wow. And rumor has it he didn't like black people. imagine that.

I swear I can hit every note in this song.

12:24am

glare

11:10am I've had these pants on for maybe two hours

thrifting fail.. fuck it. .

Guess Who

Wish I was born a refugee esc child so I could have swagged out eyes. It's always the third-world country kids.

Setbacks

Good friends know of my deepest desires of having long locks of hair. And though that'll probably never happen, I'll take what I can. Remember when I got my hair cut again this summer(without my knowledge).. well this first pic(s) was taken a few weeks before I did that photoshoot thing


And this second pic was taken about a week after.

Yeah. There's a definite difference. (Pardon this picture, I never planned on revealing it to the public) And though my hairs growing decently fast and I've been taking hair growing pills like candy ... I get tired of being in this stage.

(refer back to picture taken yesterday to see where my hair is now)

Starting tomorrow

10:42pm.. hear me whine

How do I explain?

I've been annoyed with myself lately.. and easily annoyed with the people around me. I'm annoyed with myself for many reasons-all of them making me feel like I'm in 6th grade again.

I went to this party last weekend and made myself look like a complete and total bitch in front of a fair amount of people. People I potentially wanted to be friends with too, perhaps. Long story short, this dude spilled my drink on his shoes/floor and I openly stated how he set himself up for that. It really wasn't that bad but it came off super rude. People already assume I'm really stuck up and I don't think so at all, so it bothers me that somebody might be like 'yeah, I've seen her around; that girls a cunt'. In addition to that night, I was really anti-social, or more so than I usually am. Met some intriguing folks that I wish I would've spoke to more. I'm still very interested in making more friends, preferably white, fuck it... which leads me to one and two of why I feel like I'm in middle school.
1)How bothered/worried I am about what people think of me. Not like I want to seem cool, just that I'm not some stick-in-the-ass girl.
2)My desire for friendships and lack there of. Plus I'm living with my best friend and that's been on and off Shit. It gets to be pretty uncomfortable in my own house.

Getting dressed in the morning. It either takes me a fast 10 minutes or a solid two hours. Last week, I missed a class because I couldn't decide what to wear. ridiculous. And sometimes, today for instance, I'll change multiple times for what the fuck ever. With my fashion courses, I feel an unwanted obligation to dress as trendy as possible so I don't look like I'm some random fuck. I try to pretend like I don't care, but I do. I actually take a lot of things in consideration when I decide what to wear like...the weather, how crowded it will be that day, whom might I see, what did I wear last time, ect.. which bleeds into how my hair is and how it's so short/damaged, how I don't like my body image or feet. Lately, I've been seeing these absolute stunning girls and it makes me think of how I look. I know that's real weak of me, I need to listen to some Lady Gaga songs or something.. I'm not about to cut myself, I'm just sayin
3)The amount of fucks given about what I wear each day needs to be significantly reduced. I like to exemplify my style but bottom line is I have class for 1-3 hours..No ones worried about what I'm wearing that much.
4)I'm not comfortable with my body. I still haven't let go of my shapeless 118 image in 2007/2008, it would still match my swag more. That was before my woman weight kicked in, 12 to 14 pounds later.

Boys. I've low-key been a bachelorette recently, swag me out. And I don't engage but the options there. I'm always talking about finding a good guy and how much I want to be in a relationship but then the opportunity presents it's self and I'm hesitant. I hate all the awkward build-up within the first weeks of dating and I guess I'd much rather avoid it.
5) School girl crushes/awkwardly dating guys.
6) Being socially-awkward in general.

I can't get behind in school this semester and though I'm putting out much more effort, teachers don't grade effort, they grade tests/finishing projects. I missed a portfolio deadline last week and it's in the back of my head. Gotta stay on top of things.

Losing my job. That's ass, bro. I already spoke about it but I'm still vert regretful. They haven't told me yet, but it's just a matter of days. Unfortunately, I don't have the option of not working so I need to find another appeasing occupation and I would enjoy, and fast.


I hate that I can't make up my mind with particular people
or make a conscious decision without second guessing it later.

Whatever though, swaggin. If this sounded really depressing, I'm not there yet.
Don't pity me neither.

Alright, swag out.

...Never gave a fuck

hilarious... *dead

Jim Carrey never gave a fuck.

Glass Beach -Fort Bragg, CA 95437

Beginning in 1949, the area around Glass Beach became a public dump. It is hard to imagine this happening today, but back then people dumped all kinds of refuse straight into the ocean, including old cars, and their household garbage, which of course included lots of glass.

By the early sixties, some attempts were made to control what was dumped, and dumping of any toxic items was banned. Finally in 1967, the North Coast Water Quality Board realized what a mistake it was and plans were begun for a new dump away from the ocean.




Now, over 30 years later, Mother Nature has reclaimed this beach. Years of pounding wave action have deposited tons of polished glass onto the beach. You'll still see the occasional reminder of it earlier life, such as a rusted spark plug, but for the most part what you'll see is millions of pieces of glass sparkling in the sun. (As part of MacKerricher State Park, collecting is no longer allowed).
Glass Beach also has a very interesting array of tide pools to explore. Crabs, mollusks, and many aquatic plants make their homes in these ever changing environments. It is very easy to spend your whole day poking aound the tide pools and watching the busy little worlds that go on inside each one.

more here

neat

Locked in a Vegas Hotel Room with a Phantom Flex from Tom Guilmette on Vimeo.

Nowadays there’s no honor, only drama.
Your friend today can be your enemy tomorrow.

9:39pm

12:20pm

Well guys. I was on my last strike at work. I was going to be late coming in today; I had Verizon come by to fix my internet and had to rush these niggas... I called my job to let them know so, and at first I couldn't get through. But when I finally did, My store manager was so upset with me, he told me not even to come in. This happened within the last 15 minutes, by the way. I am pretty sure... I'm going to be removed from the Levi's Staff. This upsets me sincerely 'cause I love my fucking job. It's been the only job I've had within the past year and I have no interest in working somewhere else. Perhaps, I should have taken more precaution about getting there on time. Fuck. I'm pretty bummed right now. Fingers crossed I don't get fired. fuck shit damn.

Sad Bro.

Once again, my iPhone takes bomb ass close up pictures and terrible ass *anything more than 2 feet away pictures. But it makes my shoe pics come out cool though.

Fuck shit dude, I want this-or something like it soO bad

I wake up Alone these days

but sometimes Louie joins me. And I appreciate that Lou.

And at first it's cute, but then he rolls over obnoxiously with his legs sprawled open to me

Then he commits to a side of the bed and slowly starts to push me off the other.
Typical man behavior, actually. It's all good though.

Skype Sessions with Anthony

Never sexual. Never sensual. But something was in the Nebraska water last night... because when he turned his camera on, he instantly became some seductive R&B singer. First off, he's topless. Which creates the new nickname 'Topless Tony'. And secondly, god forbid the light being too bright, he was giving me sexy squinty eyes the whole time. Until...

He slowly starts to drift off. Am I boring to talk to? Maybe. But I feel like only under the circumstances that we are in love, should people fall asleep on the phone/skyping each other. Unacceptable.

Just kidding, Anthony
. not really.

cried so very hard on this part

Jamey took his own life on Saturday, he was being bullied for being Gay for years. Jamey was found dead outside his home Sunday morning, but Amherst police would not release any details on how he killed himself. Students had been posting hate comments with gay references on his Formspring account, “JAMIE IS STUPID, GAY, FAT ANND UGLY. HE MUST DIE!” one post said. Another read, “I wouldn’t care if you died. No one would. So just do it :) It would make everyone WAY more happier!” Now that Jamey’s gone, no one’s happier. May you rest in Paradise, Jamey. You deserve it. You’re definitely missed, by plenty. By strangers, by family, by relatives, by friends, by people you may have never known. Paws Up Forever.

Hilarious. .. Have you ever read one of those story note card things on Tumblr?

8:51pm

Wine gets me drunk so fast. Boy.

Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday... Sunday.... but on

Accurate.

Where is Khelsea at? I'm trying to remember who Tyrone was for us in Elementary/Middle School. It was probably me.

Twitter Rants

The ghost of Amy Winehouse is on this hoe

('cause we all know how loosely this song likes to have sex)

12:09am

What's most ridiculous is-this is me getting ready for bed.

Walking around my home, there's 2/3's of a chance I have on a hat. Mackenzie's seen me several times (be it 95 degrees outside and 60 degrees in our home) walking around randomly with a beanie on or something. Bandanas, all the same.
And as for these over-sized flannels: I'd feel real genuine and cute about myself if they actually used to belong to a friendboy of mine, but unfortunately I've bought these for myself. They didn't coordinate with my outfits as well as I thought they would but damn are they comfortable to sleep in.

Do I go to bed like a South Central Mexican? Maybe. Occasionally. Am I contently (yet pathetically) single and/or sleeping to my lonesome at night? The answer is 'Yes' to both.



So until I find reason to pull out my non-existent red-lace Victoria Secret pajama dress, I'm going to thug out my beauty sleep like so

Yo this chinaman will get stripped for his sweater, fuckin' around

pulled from 45RPM's Fall '11 Lookbook... I need this in my life!

The North Face 2011 Fall/Winter Lookbook

Whoa, North Face; slow down, North Face; I can't handle it, North Face!





Is it me or are they becoming more fashion forward? I love it.