Hai Everybotty!

Hai Doctor Nick! >:3   So yeah it's been a while, I'm sorry! Honestly, I've had a lot on my mind, with little time to sit down ehre & type it all out. Let's just start off with a lovely: holy shit it's hot out. Yeah. I have a new car (Chevy Chobalt ftwww) that comes with a little green temperature thingy. It's gotten up to 101. Guh. Can we, possibly, chill with this crazy weather right now? Let's have a nice summer storm[:

Hmm, what's happened lately... Well, I got a tattoo! Oh I never told you about the Fourth of July weekend extravaganzah! B gets home around 12 Thursday night, we fall asleep aaand leave for the beach at 11 on Friday. His little car has absolutely no air conditioning, just so you can all appreciate my pain. Also, no radio. So we drive for a good four hours, in and out of traffic, before finally making it to the beach. While driving down, we passed a tattoo place & B got this goofy grin and said, "Do you wanna get tattoos this weekend?!" and gave me this "omigodomigodomigod" smile. Normally, I'd have been all, "Guh we don't have the moneyz", but you should have seen the look that boy gave me. You couldn't say no to it! (Well, I couldn't..) There was one problem though; he had no idea what he wanted. I said I'd get one too, but only if he knew what he wanted. I thought he was going to start dancing right there, he was so excited. But that wouldn't happen until the next day so, moving onnn...
We only stayed at the beach for poshibly two hours, but B got a parking violation because we were parked in one spot for too long. I did not get it that water, for starters. I was thinking about it, but once B jumped in and I spotted a lovely jellyfish, I was life "Fuck that shit." I love the ocean and everything, but not when things that can kill me are swimming around in it. So, after that, we got some 5 Guys and headed to our beach house thing.

Okay, Saturdayy. I had to hound this boy of mine to call the freaking tattoo place to make sure we could go. He decided to get his last name down his side, and I decided to get a picture I found a la the internet. It's two birds flying together, and it was kind of inspired by the quote, "Without love, we are but birds with broken wings."  Okay, it was probably the most painful experience everrrr. On a scale from 1-10, it was a solid 7.5, and the hip bone a 9. The guy who did the tattoo had to be about 4 foot even, and he wasn't much of a talker, but I was completely fine with that. I was making faces, but not for the camera; B's little brother was taking pictures of us and I'm smiling in my picture while B cringing away. Poor skinny thing ahahaha. I'm sorry for laughing at his pain >.< Well all, I don't have much to write about other than that. I went shopping with Mommacita today, bought some new clothes and hopefully I'll be getting a job soon! I love you all! :D

Amber Waves of Grain

Pearl Harbor is on TV right now. The more I watch it, the sadder I get. Not only because of the people who died that day, but because we, as a country, have lost touch with what it really means to be an American. Do you know what day Pearl Harbor happened? Do you know how many people died? Do you know what Nagasaki and Hiroshima mean to the United States? If you don't know any of these, you've proven my point. December 7, 1941 is the day that was supposed to live in infamy. Instead, Americans have forgotten about the 2,008 Navymen, 109 USMC, 218 Army and 68 civilians who died that day. I always wished somebody in my family had been in WWII, so I could listen to their stories, so I could really appreciate them. Instead , I've started dating a serviceman. Honestly, had we lived back in that time, B could have been one of those 2008. Think about that day, and try to imagine it.

Your day is just starting out, at around 7 AM. You're doing your duty, either in the ship or on it, cleaning or whatever. An hour from now, you may not be alive. If you are alive, most of your friends are probably dead. Take a minute to imagine being stuck in the hull of a sinking battleship, only a few weeks before Christmas. Your fingers can just barely grasp the world outside of the ship, you can feel the tickle of wind on the tips of your fingers... And yet here is your grave. Those stuck after the attack, when help is on it's way, just a few minutes short? Your friend is on the other side, your hand is peeking through the hull of the ship where they're digging for you, and you run out of air. The next day, the day after the attack, people were trapped within the Arizona. They were able to hear tapping within the ship. Your loved ones could have been stuck 40-something feet under water, drowning, suffering, in pain and crying out for help.

Can you appreciate the people in the hospitals, trying to save one of the 1000 people wounded. So many rushing in, burnt down to the last layer of their skin, limbs barely hanging on, shot through one side and out the other. The missiles from the planes blowing everyone it hit to pieces, never knowing what hit them or what happened. I know we're a very uninterested society, and we don't give a shit about others, but these people were serving our country. If they had not died, we would have never become involved in WWII. Imagine looking at a flag-covered box, where your loved one will lie for the last time.

Maybe I'm sensitive because of B, but I don't think that's true. It's the thought of people, human beings, people who could have been our neighbors or strangers walking down the street. A brother, cousin, or family friend. People you loved and people you hated. Whoever they were, they were people. Right now, we have a stupid, senseless war going on, killling more Americans than ever before. Do we care? The few who this has affected do. This war has been going on since I was in fourth grade. I just graduated high school. What have we accomplished since then? Osama Bin Laden hasn't been found; he's been forgotten just like 9/11. We focused all of our attention on Iraq instead of worrying about the real issue and finding the man responsible for this.

I want your opinions on this. Do you remember the wars? Do you have a moment of silence for those killed during 9/11, Pearl Harbor and any other important event in our nation's history? Do you think we as a society don't give a shit about anyone but themselves & their own?

Ol' MacDonald Had a Farm...

Ee Eye Ee Eye Oh! [:  Waking up at around 10, I didn't think my day would amount to much. That's usually how summers without a car or job goes... Anyway, one of my friends decided to call me up & see if I would like to accompany them to get their naval pierced. I agreed, and off we went! Now, I already have my bellay pierced, but I figured I could go take some pictures since I never saw it done before. It really didn't look too bad. When I got it done, it felt like a really big  kid pinching and twisting the area, and it stung for a bit. The second time I had it done (had to get it re-pierced thanks to the ass-hole who decided to drink beer & then drive around) it hurt, enough to make me curl my toes, but I didn't tear up or anything. It's not a lovely sight though, lemme tell you that. It's kind of grotee, and a little weird looking, and it is not for the faint of heart. The piercer told us that men are the ones who usually faint. Teh fuck guys? You're supposed to be big and bad and you can't even handle a little belly button ring? Pshhh. Pussayyy! ;D I did buy a belly ring for myself; three actually! One is marble ish (the one I put in), another is pinkish & the other is a pink gem deal.After the piercing, we went back home & watched a little movie called  One Hour Photo I think. Robin Williams is the star and he plays some pyscho-obsessed photo man. I dunno. It was pretty fucking weird. Then we watched Disaster Date for a whle, as I played Pokemon & tried to defeat the stupid fucking Kimono Girls. What stupid bitches, am I right? I can't use a god damn thing on them! The first two, Espeon and something else completely fuck my pokemon's asshole. I can handle the others (Jolteon is who I'm stuck on now) but I just cannot win. I must level my manz up! B is kicking my ass in the game; he's had it for a fucking week & is as far on it as I am. Tehfuck!? I should be proud for him but mehhh :p B was in a volleyball tournament thing today for somebody leaving? I dunno, but he was pwning major ass. That cute sailor o mine n_n He makes me so happy. And very proud. While his friends are being cocks and trying to hump every slut ass that walks around, my man is scoffing at those girls and thinking, "My chick bad, my chick hood, my chick do stuff that yo chick wish she could!"  Naww I joke, I joke [:  But he is good with not checking the other girls out. At least, that's what he tells me. Maybe I'm stupid in believing him, but I hope not. I really hope he's true in what he says, that he does love me as much as he says, and that he isn't like his friends. (No offense to any reading this >.> except Purcell, you're a dick.  )  Anyway, B's little friend from bootcamp is finally with him in school! It's so cute, isn't it? [: Oh I keep forgetting the story. So after the movie & some dinner, we went for ice cream where a rather rude little bitch

 took my oroder in a very "Ugh hi" manner. If you can't be nice to everyone, don't work with people honey. [:  But I did get some premium ice cream as well as some lovely pictures oooofff.... baby animals! Well I got pictures of adult animals too.. >.> The cutest animals are at this place, and the baby cows always try to lick my hands. Meh. Cow tongues are gross and black and slimy (haaa that's what she said!). The goats always fight, and the big horse always kicks the small horses' ass. I hate that fucking horse. He's a dick. He wants everything for himself, nothing for the other horses. You know in Black Beauty how the horses get along so well and they frolick together? Not these assholes. They all fight with each other.

After the horse fights, we went back home, I read a little book & now here I am, relaxing at home watching Gladiator while PapaBear sleeps ahaha. We're waiting for MamaCita to get home. Then they'll go to bed, I'll eat some Coco Puffs & I'll be doing nothing tomorrow. Adios everyone!

Joy of Joys, Dream of Dreams!

Today started out like any other day. I ordered my new phone last night, the samsung reality. It replaced my horrible Blackberry, the worst phone in the freaking world. I suppose, in all honesty, it isn't that bad of a phone. No, wait, it is. It's really a mini computer that can call people. It is the biggest piece of shit ever. No signature, no good camera, nothing.
Surprise for me, my new phone came today! My memory card for my old phone doesn't fit, but that's fine. I have a pretty good camera, signatures,everything a normal camera has. I absolutely love it. [:  It's fun to take pictures with too. It's all kinds of reflecty and whatnot.

As you can see from the picture, I've stopped wearing make up. It's probably because I don't go anywhere, but I kind of like it. It's a liberating feeling. I'm starting to like myself the way I am, hair fucked up, no make up on and about 115 lbs. Yeah, I've fluctuated between hating my body and loving it, but right now, I really like it. I still want to maybe get myself more toned, not so flabby, but I'm not as flabby as a lot of people so yay for me n_n  I think I'm going to start walking tomorrow, as well as jump roping for, like, an hour (total), and lifting weights. No more junk food for me for a while! Well... that's a lie. I'm going to the beach soon with B & we'll probably stuff ourselves full of shit food. But I will try to keep it to a minimum [:

I'm so close to the Elite Four in Pokemon SoulSilver. It's so super awesome. Unfortunately, my pokemanz aren't up to level yet. ;-;  It's a tragedy...

ALSO I think I'm going to dye my hair lighter. I'm thinking along the lines of Marilyn Monroe or Meryl Streep from Death Becomes Her. Maybe too blonde? I have no idea. My biggest fear is always my eyebrows. They're brown, but when I look at Marilyn and Meryl, they both have dark eyebrows. Well, not Meryl so much... But, that's beside the point. And I'm not sure if I like being tan either... I really don't know. I'd also love to have my hair longer, but that's just time right there. It definitely got a lot longer in the past few months [: Which means that a few months from now, it will be even longer! I'm starting to be able to use little wavy products on my hair. Like that Toussle Me Softly stuff. It really works n_n  As long as your hair is long enough. Growing up nowadays puts a toll on us teenagers. Maybe I'm just weak, but people's opinions used to matter a lot to me. And now? All I care about is if B thinks I'm beautiful. I sent him a picture of me today, no make up on, hair a damn wreck, and he still thought I was gorgeous. I don't know how but he did. My folks worry that maybe he'll turn out the other guys, but I really hope he doesn't. I think he's sincere in what he does & says, and I don't think he'll hurt me on purpose. The things he says to me just make me giggle, to make me smile when I feel like the absolute worst person in the world, wha he does just to make sure I smile once a day...

Yeah, he's amazing. [:    Well folks, that's all for now. I applied at a bank today, so pray that I get this job!