Red-heads have the most fun

Now I am a red-head :D again. I am a ginger with yellow skin usually, but this time it is deep red. My boyfriends mom did it very well. I also found a Japonic hair stylist in the area, so now my hair is cutzors. Interestingly enough, I went for full on bangs, no layers. Its very cute. She did a great job and I am definately going to her again. We are going to The City tomorrow for a housewarming party. We're going to leave early so we can walk on the wharf and possibly the beach. Finals are next week, so ima go study. Peace

yay new blog

Welcome to my blog :D Hopefully these blogs will turn into fascinating little tidbits of restaurant reviews, downtown mayhem, and daily life. Or possibly just a boring insight of a young twenty-something living in and around the bureaucratic epicenter of California. Either way, you lurkers will slightly entertained by my rants. Cheers.

head full of feathers

Put a gun to my head and paint the walls with my brains.
Ambivilant.
Inconsolible.
Disinterested.
Bewildered.
Cold.
Ill.
Broken.
Bound.
Incapable.
Helpless.
Hopeless.
Dead.

Now we’re even.

OMG Cheezburgers!

I made some cheezburgers at ICanHasCheezburger.com. Click and go votes for mah cheezburgers plz! kthzbai


Iz bored of teh pokerz

omg they haz em!

no feesh?!

and for Gene :D

moar funny pictures

This is somehow horrifyingly sad and hilarious

This is somehow simultaneously horrifyingly sad and hilarious. Watch it and be inspired. Thanks!

Check out this video: Chocolate Bunny Kill

LIONS are KITTIES TOO!! Video

Me at the Zoo with the Lions. New photos too. :D Enjoy Peeps

Check out this video: LIONS are KITTIES!!!

shuffle your feet (these sour times)

Do you ever feel like you are being watched? If you are watching me, don't be shy, please tell me. I just want to know. These are steps we take to fill the gaps between us. No matter how much you think I hate you or you hate me, let us have closure. I was standing on your block, hoping you would come out and play. You could have come out or thrown rocks. You did neither. What does that say about me? What does that say about you? I cannot just walk away.

that keeps you tied in the basement...

My first day of real college was very nice :).
I have a class with a good friend.
I still feel empty and frantic, but I think it will subside.
I confided in one of my professors about my very personal altercations with painting.
This brought to light a few startling and heartbreaking memories that I seem to have forgotten.
Perhaps I need to go back into absent mode and drift off for a while to aid my creativity.
I tend to get pained in my speech and dark in my art.
Do not be alarmed.
I will come back soon.
There is a hole in my heart that will never be filled with love, so I often temporarily fill it with darker things to ease the pain.
I live my life constantly in the shadow of myself.
I see the ugly shape in the mirror behind a beautiful creature that never shows her face.
Taunting me with her spontaneous wit and whimsical outlook on life.
Everyone wants the center stage starlet, not the timid artist.
So I hide my brushes and shed my stained smock.
Yet you can still smell the solvent and see the paint under my nails.
No matter how hard I scrub.




...so lock your kids up safe tonight.

(the more you try to erase me...

†
How long has it been little blog? *pats blog*
Moved twice.
(more productive. confortable.)
Went back to school.
(sleeping well. no bad dreams. no paranoia)
Major=Japanese.
(slower and more calculated.)
Changed hair color. now blonde.
(still cries at a good film.)
Have finally met the man in the Graye suit.
(no longer empty and frantic.)
Slightly dissapointed.
(fond but not in love)
†

†
...the more that i appear)

bang bang

break down. strawberry milkshakes. my little pony. watching cartoons. fly away. 20-sideded dice, but fuzzy ones. i never had a my little pony. scanner wont work. need a cd to burn. dreams of kitties in tanks. there is a back door to everyplace. who is she talking about. pheonix down. let down. shaking hands. i miss you. curl up in the blankets and go back to bed.

"...Never again, they gave us two shots in the back of the head, and we're all dead now..."