why don't you live?

my advice to you:

• count to discover if your menstrual cycle is exactly 28 days long or not. mine is!
• paint your nails a garish red.
• next time you get sick, take an effective dosage of grape-flavored kiddie Tylenol instead of  an adult medicine.
• turn one of your zits into a mole with an eyeliner.
• close your door and play some good, ole 90s grunge rock very softly.
• shave your legs with a very sharp razor and go to bed with brand new sheets.
• make coffee at midnight.
• quote poets and writers in your Tweets.
• wear lavender mascara and count how many special people notice.
• greet a beautiful person in French.
• quit smoking!
• wear your hair in a beehive or bouffant.
• drink more water [through a pink straw].
• learn a song by the Jive Bombers and sing it in your idle time.
• tell yourself to not give a shit what people think and then really don't.
• go to bed in nothing but your favorite perfume and some lipstick.
• take a bunch of vanity shots of yourself smiling [even if you have a crappy camera] because no one else is as unique and as fabulous as you are at this moment and the world needs proof. bonus points if you link a photo in a comment!
• talk to yourself more often and call yourself Baby. you should always be your own significant other first.
• wear one of your best friend's clothing items.
• wake up and tell yourself that something good will happen to you that day. it will, i promise! try it.
• go forth and be "violently happy."

him either grabbing my boobs or telling a bad joke.

things i fucking hate thursday!

it's Thursday and i should be busy loving things, but i have a stronger urge to wax on some things that have earned my HATE.

1. attention whores, name-brand bitches, vapid sluts--MANY girls today
   
2. misogynists who disguise themselves behind religion and the absurd belief that such notions are "cool" and are too fucking stupid/disgusting to realize it--AND the women who aren't absolutely enraged by it
   
3. women who play dumb/weak/the victim just because they are women--act like you deserve respect and you might just get some! c'mon, ladies.. we've come a long way, baby!
4. mornings and having to be up early. it's unnatural!
   
5. emulation to the point of suffering an identity complex
6. folks so painfully unaware of their personality disorder[s] that they put others in an equal pain
7. insomnia. heh. maybe i should cry in between Bob's sweating bitch tits that hang enormous the way you think of God's as big..
8. ignorant Southern Baptists giving everyone the "amen enema" while evading some truths [like the two Creation stories and the racists and the sexists] like a clam and actually causing more atheism. good job. really.
9. FX not returning with Rescue Me and Sons of Anarchy soon enough!
10. having dreams in which i know that i'm dreaming and overworking my brain wake myself up unconsciously until it transfers over into a physical sense! weird!
    

i'm done. i'm blaming it on my sinuses. the weather is changing too fast too often and i can't get well. so, what would a similar list of yours have?

actual V-Day.

i don't even effing care if you care or not, but i had the best Valentine's Day--ever!

• i dressed up like a hot pink whore and put on a glam wig because my own hair was way too tangled
• i bought my family some nice expensive gifts. they all think that they stink now, though.
  
• i bought andy some nice Very Sexy for Him from Vicky's Secret; i hope he doesn't think that i think that he's smelly. that stuff just smells wonderful!
• andy took me to see Coraline instead of Friday the 13th after he read a silly comment i made on my blog. he's great.
  
• andy made me dinner at his parents' house: there were dim lights, candles, a rose, wine, and jazz music. he even wore a little apron. he was so tired when he was done that he didn't eat much. i did! that stuff was good! [my white boyfriend cooked his black girlfriend fried chicken, lulz. it was 1) a salad with raspberry vinaigrette, candied walnuts, and grapes, 2) asparagus, 3) reverse fried rice with lemon and nutmeg, 4) and Italian breaded chicken cutlets with lemon zest in olive oil, not peanut oil. it was all very lemony tasting and yummy.]
  
• we went to his place with dessert.
  
• he played me a song on his violin. it's called something like "Her Laugh," or "Giggle." he explained the different transitions in the music and how they mirrored my essence. lovely.
  
• he gave me a cute card, a tee shirt with our hometown university on it so i can feel close to home out here, and a sweet cap that folks here have never seen before.
• the dessert happened to be a tin of homemade chocolate-covered strawberries. they were delicious! some of the chocolate froze to the paper, so he scraped it off and we fed it to each other with a spoon. this was fun.
  
• ...
  

okay, on other notes, i have weird visitors to my blog whom i probably know. someone from back home has been visiting from a casualty insurance company. someone else has been using Google Chrome to visit and my family is addicted to Firefox. also, someone has Vista, but all the folks from back home who read me that i know have XP or some other OS. i even have a few proxy visits. swweeet!.. i suppose i could just zoom in to the street addresses using my tracking server. maybe later. the Internet is great.

my exam is over. i killed it with an A i'm assuming. i have more next week :( my apartment is infested with ants now and the maintenance man had to move around all of the wine bottles to spray properly! bleh.

ciao! i feel sick from The Pill and tired from studying. nap time!

lovie-day weekend.

did YOU have an awesome weekend?

sorry for not commenting and hanging out like usual. i've been busy spending time with an amazing man and my family. i've been learning to bake, giving gifts, and talking on the phone. when i get back to Campus Town tomorrow, i'll be swamped with studying for the first part of the week [this is becoming regular and increasingly NOT FUN], so i'll ttyl!

cherry.

do you jizz?

i'm just crazy about my lady regions. never mind that i should be studying instead of baking a cake and thinking about self-love. you should be in love with your plumbing, too. boys get to name their parts and touch them everyday when they go pee. a lot of women don't even know what everything is called down there. a shame!

The-Clitoris.com is such a great place. i just adore reading the extremely informative articles about things such as outercourse, arousal and orgasm, and sexual desire. i sent my boyfriend the one on cunnilingus and he was slightly offended, but i hope he highlighted and took notes. even if you don't have a guy or a girl to do such great things for you, go read the [lovely] articles on masturbation, body image, sexual fantasy, etc. it's all about the promotion of female pleasure and health. parfait!

then go buy some shmexy skank-whore panties. these are mine that i blew a whole $3 on today:

just wear them for the hell of it, just to know that you've got red lace running up the crack of your ass and that it looks damned hot on you. then hop in your bed with your vibrator, or just your right hand and some good music. don't stop until you've cum at least three times.

1) "I Touch Myself" by The Divinyls
2) "Shake It" by Metro Station
3) "Rid of Me" by P. J. Harvey
4) "Criminal" by Fiona Apple
5) "Turning Japanese" by The Vapors

or if you have a partner [still don't stop until you have cum at least three times]:
1) Anything that comes of of Marvin Gaye's mouth
2) "Oochie Wally" by Nas
3) "Blindfold Me" by Kelis
4) "Pony" by Ginuwine
5) the sound of that lucky person's heavy breathing

there is just so much sexiness wafting around right now. so much, that i feel overwhelmed. yes, it's possible. did you know that Michel Germain created Sexual pour Homme, a cologne with pheromones and aphrodisiacs in it to enhance the male sexuality? can you imagine what that will do to you? have you drooling and dropping your pants in front of anybody wearing it, that's what. also, CAT position during nookie will get you off in two minutes. andy better revise his plans to play Monopoly! order some condoms personalized with a picture of your favorite character from a movie. have fun with your sexuality and your body, especially the lady regions. the clitoris has way many more nerve endings than the entire penis does. female power!

i'm done. i've got to get to downloading some appropriate music and making preparations to look hotter than solar lava.

lovely milestones.

i don't feel like typing in an exaggerated and ornamented diction. i'm not putting on a show here; there's no need to.

i'm in a lovey dovey mood. i love this approaching, fluffy holiday designed to empty our pockets and brains. i've done both with a zombie grin on my face. me and andy have become the couple that folks vomit at, complete with love poems to each other and "i love you!" messages on FBook everyday. yuck!

Most Importantly I Love You

Like the Sun watches over and warms the earth, I love you
Like a flower grows it's whole life toward that sunlight, i love you
Like bees swarm to that beautiful flower, I love you
Like the bear climbs only to fight his way through an army of angry, buzzing, stinging bees for but a taste of that sweet life changing honey, I love you.

yeah. this one was a public one from him; hope he doesn't mind. i respect the privacy of those sweet, little drabbles reserved to my inbox--and there are many.

today, told one of my buddies who happens to frown on a few of the losers from my past more than i do to stop updating me about their sad, hypocritical "progress" [they must be making some now]. i told her to support the fact that i have a while ago given up actually caring and will chalk up any nonsense to... well, nonsense. my friend has been known to tell me: but, cherry! they're splicing desperation into "love!" she's wanted to be you and she admitted to emulating you! look how sad and funny things have turned out! there's no need for her to alert me of any updates, stay their friend online just to nose around, etc. those folks can do whatever moves them. it's what i do! i mean, hey--it's obvious that everything has worked out to my benefit. there's no need to parade it around. a satisfied giggle under my breath every now and then will more-than suffice. haha.. and those links are to articles @ galadarling.com, btw--i luff her! i'm currently reading one on how to make my desk more inspiring.

i'm going home on Thursday to spend time with some valuable folks and give them gifts this weekend. my Innamortato has made plans for us to play Monopoly during our Valentine's night and i really hope that he is kidding. seriously though: we're going to see the new Friday the 13th movie [i'd prefer Coraline] and have some dinner plans among other stuff, and a thimble better have nothing to do with it! unless...
i washed my hair with Sensual aromatherapy shampoo, my diet and working out is making me look sexy, sexy. i spent $25 on eight chic clothing items at the thrift store. two of my guy friends washed my car for the first time that it's been with me.i'm getting good at beer pong chess. my grades are superb: my orgo chem professor called me an overachiever.

rambling, i realize that one doesn't need a person to be in love with this time of year [other than their own, fabulous self that is!] there are surely plenty of things in each person's life that they can love--things with value and not just a price, or a penis.

thx, here.