The everrr so lovely world :]

Alohhaaaa fellow blog readers ;) I was just checking out my posts, and I happened to notice that I have NO PICTURES on my blog! Well, that's pretty sad. So I decided to post some pictures of the ever so lovely HAWAII!

   

It's insanely awesome, I know ;) I took them myself with my cheap-o camera from who knows where? Probably China...Or MEXICO! I loveee this place! It's like a natural paradise to luxurious for heaven to handle. My little paradise of sand, rocks and.....water. And salt...in the water... And sand....in the water with the salt. BUT other than that, it's a pretty insanely awesome place. So looks like these are the FIRST THREE PICTURES on my blog ;)

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Free Advertising

OMG IT'S FREE ADVERTISING! *Gasp*

Whoa, hey fellow blog readers (which is still like no one). I figured out how to use a free advertising site ;) Yep, that's pretty pimped out. (Do people even say pimped out anymore?!) And WHOAS, so I was checking out my "summary" which is pretty much how many people click on it and stuffs. And there was ONE PERSON! And then i was like NOOOO cause that was just me refreshing the page and clicking on my own advertisement. I wanted to see if it worked.....And it DOES! I don't see what makes my blog such a FAILURE! I'm not some loser who sits at home in her little corner posting everyday....I'm the loser that's sitting at home checking to see if anyone has commented my posts. So I used the free advertising to give my lil blog a lil BOOST!
So whoohoo for little teenager who had to read the whole Help Section to figure out a site who just asks you to register -_-"
Niteynitee my non readers ;)

OURS. Not yours. Get it straight, you silly little girl.

Tell me, what ever happened to equal respect? The parent gave the child respect, and in return the child gave the parent respect. That is a bunch of BS. That is not even true anymore. Apparently, when you ask for some respect, you don't get any. Just because you're the child, and they're the adult. Please parents, couldn't you come up with something a *little* more creative? No. I didn't think so. This is apparently the motto for the future generations of adults: You are the parent. Which entitles you to total control of your child, and everything you own, and everything THEY own. Because technically it's your things, because you used YOUR money to buy those things. Oh yea, and all that shit we talked about like "independency" and "earning your own money".....and "dignity", just SCREW THOSE. In the end, it's OUR money.Respect? It means shit when you ask for it, but when we demand it, it means the fricking WORLD BETCH! And just STOP. ASKING. if you can hang out with your friends. Cause the answer is NO. NO. NO. NO. Who cares if you did your homework? You should be doing MORE. You're just an INCONSIDERATE. SELF-CENTERED. UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BRAT. Why even say you love us, when we're just going to screw you over and disown you as a child when you fxxck up. Remember parents, by making them feel UNLOVED. UNWANTED. UNCARED FOR. and UNGRATEFUL. You're just making them stronger :] "
So dear fellow blog readers, (which is like no one), by making your kids feel like the most UNLOVED. ABUSED. EMOTIONALLY HURT. kids in the world. You're just preparing them for the life of emotional pain. But hey...atleast you've made them just a weee bit stronger.

Parents.... D; -dies-

The title pretty much says it all.
Parents just make you want to die... from embarrassment of course.
Have your parents ever used coupons to save like 5 cents on something that's like 20 dollars. Well maybe that's just ASIAN parents. And will your parents ever yell loudly " Hey, come here to the BRA SECTION! Oh wait...no...that size is way to small for you, you need something bigger." And then somebody you know walks by and laughs their ass off as soon as you can't see them. The movie Mean Girls might have said joining the mathletes were social suicide, but being in public areas with your parents in general is some serious social suicide. If you're parents insist that they're gonna come with you somewhere, please.... PLEASEEEEEE, you have to BEG for them to NOT. SAY. ANYTHING. Like seriously, haven't your parents ever said stuff like " Heyy look it's your friend! Why don't you say hi to her? I'll just stay over here and you guys can go and 'hang out' or whatever. " And it turns out to be someone you really REALLY REALLY don't like.
Dude.
Are you serious?
Like....
Yea....
Dude...
Are you serious?
I don't really have anything else to say than that....
Well, I gotta go. But seriously, parents should not have the power of free speech. Yeps.

Lonely-ness.

How do you make someone understand how alone you feel? How do you get someone to really feel how you feel? I'm surrounded by so many people who love me....But I feel like I'm dreading each day as it just comes and go's. What's the point of believing that something great and magical is going to happen the next day, if you're just going to be disappointed that it didn't? I really...want...*need* someone... Someone that's as special to me as I am to him. Not just cause I'm a delusional psychopath, but because I want to know that someone like that actually exists. That happiness can be real, and that loneliness can be a thing of the past.
And then sometimes you actually do find someone like that...but they just can't meet you halfway there. And that really sucks butt. But of course the guy of your dreams wouldn't settle for someone as plain and simple as yourself right? Of course...

Clumsy + Bug phobia = Bad parenthood

I have officially claimed my rightful place as the most clumsiest person in the world. Well, atleast 'my' world. In the past like 4 days I've fallen over a lane line, ran into a wall at the mall, and I've stepped on a needle. Isn't it so weird how all the forces in the universe just seems to point it's leftover karma right at me? There was also this like big (non-related) family dinner (of course), and no one would let me help them do anything... I guess they're all jealous of my coordinated..ness...ity... If you put a boiling pot of chunky (questionable) tofu in my hands, do you really think I would drop it? Well I wouldn't INTENTIONALLY drop it. And I also have like a phobia of bugs... I just can't look at bugs or 'kill' them or TOUCH them. It's just so incredibly grotesque in my mind. You shoulda seen me when I was just a lil kid. I was running and screaming as I ran away from those friggin butterflies. Have you ever seen that episode of Spongebob where Sandy leaves and Spongebob and Patrick were scared of the butterfly? First of all, that episode scarred me for life, ESPECIALLY when they zoomed in on the butterfly O.O And second of all.... I set towns on fire too when I see ...ugh...bugs... Which all leads up to one thing.. I would be THE. WORST. PARENT. EVER. Like seriously... we depend on our parents to help us when we fall and squish the nasty bugs in our rooms...Well how am I supposed to do any of that? I'd be the one falling down and running away from the..ugh...bugs...So all those aspiring parents out there...GET A THERAPIST...AND HURRY!!