thank you rude kid

so..

i was at this dude's house in high school studying for an exam.  he was being all flirty which was awkward since i knew this kid foreverrrrrrrrrr and it so wasn't like that on my end.  at one point he is moving his hand towards my face like he is going to get his caress on but instead pets the random stark white hair that is growing out of the side of my face and lets me know that i have a random stark white hair growing out of the side of my face.  i'm clearly horrified at this and want to wrap up the study sesh but boyfriend is still trying to make moves. i think i faked a stomach cramp and got the fuck out of there.

flash forward today i am getting my floss on and notice a random stark white hair growing out of the side of my face but its like 5 times the length of the hair in high school.  moral of the story is i can look back now and be thankful that cray cray let me know about this hair when it was in its baby stage as oppose to the long ass weave that was now on my face today.  sometimes rude people are helpful.

i should come with a warning label

people are cray cray...present company not excluded from this blast.  my ex boyfriend blogged about how he kinda wants me to get aids a few months ago.  whodoesthat??  everyone is fucked up from some degree to another and i really distrust those who try and hide their crazy.  i think that the sooner you are able to be your own best friend the better off you will be in this world.  i am going to write a book about my thoughts, stories and lessons i will hopefully learn one day.  my inner critic is going to town about how dumb an idea it is and who the hell is going to read my book?!  the thing is lately i've been really good at telling that inner critic bitch to shut the hell up.  so back to my original point...yes i am cray cray but i embrace my cray cray.  hopefully you will too when putting my crazy on paper makes its way into a bounded print book.

this is what i want!...right now.

1. to be able to pick up and leave whenever i want.  i think its important to see how the rest of the country lives.  maybe i am destined to live in portland, austin or madison wisconsin?  how would i know since i've never been.  that has to change.
2. to wake up and get stoked about my job.  i want to to inspire and be inspired.  i think it would be boss to open up a women's wellness center.  at this center we will educate about the importance of personal finance, nutrition, spirituality, and just learning from each other. 
3. to have a completely casual relationship.  i don't want to meet your parents.  i don't want to meet your friends and i def don't want to go to family functions. 


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WE ARE WHO WE ARE....get em' ke$ha

soooo....

my ego got a kick to the balls last week.  what had happened was i was quitting okcupid again for the millionth time and before i left i was checking out dudes who were looking at my profile.  this one dude seemed interesting.  he was all tattoos, skating and bulldog-ing.  i'm like hmmzzzz ive never dated one of those.  so i send boyfriend a message being like hey you seem cool here is my email i hate this website k bye.

boyfriend emails me back and is like i have no idea who you are so i send him a pic that was on okcupid.  he gives me his number to call him.

now...i'm kind of like creeped out by this.  truthfully i found myself getting more creeped out by online dating in general.  but its like we haven't had a conversation and now you want me to call you?!!?! i thought about it as i was driving to sissy's house.  i came to the conclusion that what do i have to lose? plus i have a way of a drive.  lets kill sometime and meet someone new...over the phone...this isnt awkward at all.

so i call random.  he is all hey bro what up yeah dude gnarly jargony.  i am eyerolling off the chain but then i stop myself because i know i speak crazy talk so let me not judge this kid.  he is driving to philly to meet friends.  i am driving to philly to stalk my sister.  WEIRD!! so we talk more nonsense...i end up at my sisters house and i bid my new phone friend adieu.  i thought ok that was cool but thought nothing of it.

this dude then proceeds to stalk my life.  he texts me that night, he texts me the next morning, he texts me later on that night.  meanwhile i am sissy-ing up and not paying any mind to my phone. i leave on saturday night to make my way home.  boyfriend is texting me asking where im going to be.  i again ignore.

sunday morning...creepo calls at 10:00am (wtf don't call me before noon please on a sunday) he calls me again while i'm watching the jets game.  he calls me that night.  i finally answer even though i'm kind of annoyed because im trying to win knives on this online auction.  we chat about nonsense once again and he asks me about facebook.  i'm pseudo on facebook so he asks me to look him up...i friend request and he says hey i will call you back im going to check you out on my phone.  boyfriend never contacts me again.

WTF?!?! i mean i know i'm not victoria secret model hot or anything but dayum i was dismissed HARD.  in one sense it was like ok this kid is cray cray calling me off the hook but then to fall off so dramatically?  am i that heinous?  do i scare off the tattoo kids with my lack of visible tattoos?  so i felt bad about myself.  then i felt bad that i gave crazy kid all this power over me to make me feel that bad. 

the universe hooked me up though.  in the middle of my pity party ke$ha's we are who we are came on.  im not going to lie...i totally had a moment.  i blasted that shit, danced as best as i could while operating a moter vehicle and gave a proverbial fuck you to tatt'd random.

moral of the story according to ke$ha.  we are who we are.  so deal.

swaganista?

Nothing...and i mean NOTHING makes me feel swaggier than a new haircut.  i don't know if it's the special shampoo smell or how my hair feels oh so silky but i refuse to let water touch my hair for 2 solid days after my hair is did!  for reals i make that blowout last a lifetime because it cannot be recreated my my mere mortal hands.  do you agree?  check the pic!