girl love update.

this is a more personal example of girl love/jealousy/nastiness/genuine happiness being played out:

there was a not-so-nice mention of me and my struggle with depression on some girl's blog. she even commented about my thriftiness at staying at the EconoLodge, as if the hotel's name and my wallet didn't confirm it already. here is a blip of her post and my exact comments back.
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Here's me thinking, "Shouldn't you have a life by now?"

Seriously, I heard that the "artificial happy" pills work wonders. Of course, I have heard that they make you a little worse before you get any better. Started a new brand maybe? Well, trust me, just stick with it and you'll feel better in no time. You'll see the world through fresh, sane eyes. Maybe - just maybe - you'll even be able to truly move on!

Hmph. Good luck with that.

[...]

The vacation was great! Pretty relaxing to be able to escape the usual for a little while. We were even given a King bed suite upon arrival for no extra charge! French Quarter accommodations really are a far throw from a penny-pincher's Econolodge. Worth every cent I didn't have to pay! [...]

Divulged at 11:20:00 AM

2 Comments:

 ♥cherry. le. fait. said...

i'm glad that you're having fun and are so happy. Gala wrote a great article about 100 percent happiness without nastiness directed to other women. it's really good and not too long:
http://galadarling.com/article/jealousy-is-the-killer-of-girl-love

pay attention to quotes like:
"Similar to the way in which if you’re happy with yourself & your life, you don’t trawl the internet being nasty, if you’re happy & have good self-esteem, you don’t view other girls as competition any more either."
and
"One thing I’ve noticed over the last few years is that if you’re really happy with yourself & your life, or if you become that way after years of self-loathing or misery, the way that you interact with other people & the world around you completely changes."

you have better things to do than be passive aggressive toward me and poking fun at folks with severe depression. you had no reason to be jealous of me and to try to be "better" than me like your email said. that's a sad way to think. depression isn't a joke and you should know it. i struggle with it and i hate myself for letting it be a problem, and it's hardly a subject of jest. it's a full-time job managing it with the help of my doctors and whatever "fake happy" pills that they tell me to take, but i love myself and want to be more productive and able, so i do it.

you will feel so much happier when you stop it. and no one will have a reason to view you as "sad" or whatever. all of your energies should be directed towards positivity in your life and the baby's--not my mental state. that's what's most important. frankly, i can't be concerned with you when i have way too much on my plate already, and it should be the same for you.

you have a wonderful life, a baby coming, school, a man you care about, and lots of duties and promise to immerse yourself in and be happy about. now stop being counterproductive by even thinking about my or any other woman's existence and go be even happier!

May 3, 2009 5:46 PM  

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 ♥cherry. le. fait. said...

and of course the EconoLodge is cheap! it's in the name and that's why i did it! i was broke. i still am. why is this on your mind?

just an example of how you being silly/nasty is pointless.

you don't have time or a reason to be like that! it's unattractive. be happy that you can do better and BE the better person that you want to be.

good luck. you've got a lot going on and a lot going for you. me and everyone else's lives that are not in direct conflict with yours don't deserve your thoughts, comments, etc.

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internet fights and grudges are sad for many reasons, especially when they're pointless. if someone is so happy, why mention things that are so obviously beneath them? she has my ex and his baby and a full life to life. what does her life then have to do with me? i'm the one who has some moving on to do?

maybe it takes some growing out of, but everyone learns lessons at his or her own pace. it's not my problem now.

here's to really moving on and being genuinely happy! the proof is in the way you live your life [or update your blog]!

some feminism.

entertain me if you're brave enough.

1. why don't more men take their wives' last name when they marry? why do so many people find it necessary to take the other person's last name anyway? i'm almost certain that i'll keep mine. maybe.
2. why is a woman's issue, such as fertility control facing such a reduction of rights at the legislation of men? they don't even have ovaries, but they can tell me what to do with my body. i call bullshit. as special as our bodies are, we should have special allowances. we shouldn't be punished for being great! c'mon Constitution! women are people too! ladies, "We shall overcome!"
   
3. WalMart won't sell PlanB. thanks guys!
   
4. there is a huge birth control price hike going on. this is counterproductive.
   
5. lots [way too many] states have unconstitutional holds on abortion access. many of the state legislators are men. i wish dumb folks like the governor from my home state could temporarily be disenfranchised when it comes to things like this. his backwater, redneck, tobacco dipping ass.. men like him make me want to cry.
6. sex toys can't be sold in my home state?!! as extremely hard as it is for a lady to reach orgasm through sex, now she can't even get pleasure from herself? but strip clubs are okay. and crimes like sexual harassment, domestic violence, and rape aren't punished harshly enough if you ask me. women have become the prisoners and slaves of their own society.
   
7. men have a defunct genome, but they're superior enough to rule over themselves and women since when? seriously guys: be sensitive to a woman's issue or don't vote. go jump off of a bridge. all in favor of a female monarch after Obama finishes being sexy in office say "Aye!"
   
8. Dead Men Don't Rape. men=monsters. sounds very radical and hateful. they aren't my exact sentiment. BUT they have some disgusting basis. sad to admit it. how many men do you know carry pepper spray with them at night?
   
9. wait a minute. you want me to to get a chemical burn to make sure that my legs are hairless. you want me to wear bras, impractical little heels, and face paint [because i don't look good enough]. i have to suck in my stomach, douche my vagina full of poison because you can't handle the way a real woman smells, cover up my body because you can't keep your eyes in your head... sounds like the other sex has a bit more of a problem with ladies do than we do with ourselves. almost sounds like society hates us. it's their problem. they should date men. or fuck dolls. when did feminine become synonymous to impractical? why oh why?
10. my period doesn't make me unclean or scary. it's the most beautiful thing that my body can do. i don't need to douse myself in perfume and limit my activity because the world is afraid of the wonderful thing that my body does. i am the instrument of Creation [only when i choose to be]!
11. i'm lesbian because i'm making sense to you? where is your logic, dude?! actually i might go lesbian because idiots like you make me actually want to date another being as out-of-it's-mind as me. hell, we can share shoes.
12. stop saying "chicks, cougars, creatures, sweetheart, cunts, etc" stop naming your instruments and cars after women. stop naming hurricanes and tropical storms and such women's names. stop it right now.
    

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Go do this now
i know i'm pretty radical. it's my job, or nearly is. i can't wait to be the greatest gynecologist, most vocal woman's rights activist, president of my state's chapter of NOW, author of several books, etc.. but you don't have to be. leave the hard stuff up to the professionals! here is what you can do:

1. go to Planned Parenthood website and see what you can do to support progress in your area. don't have a facility in your state? there's your need for progress right there!
2. go to the NARAL website and see how woman friendly your state rates up. it can't be any more disgusting than my own.. my History teacher gave me that website in high school after i emailed out a petition against the governor's action and mailed him a letter! i love ladies with sense! so cool! i still got a C in her class...
3. go to the NOW website. i love them and they're always looking for support AND they'll mail you some really sweet stickers for your car!
4. go watch the Vagina Monologues. seriously!
5. Rihanna [or however you spell this misguided girl's name] is crazy. this website is not.
6. go to Bust.com! have fun!
   
7. dress as Wonder Woman or Poison Ivy! they're hot ladies, they're strong, and they don't let a man tell them what to do! who would dare?!
   

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i am NOT a man-hating [or Republican-hating], natural-smelling, bitter, cat owning, PMSing, boot-wearing lesbian person. sorry if i seemed so. don't let me scare you off. i actually love men. i generally want to put things up their asses for my pleasure. many men are wonderful. my brothers, my uncles, my boyfriend and his dad and brothers are all beautiful men. men do so much for me, for this country. they are heroes at war. they are protectors, they are single parents. they are amazing lovers. they can be the most polite gentlemen and some of the most intelligent people i'll ever know, unless they happen to be the governor of a very damned, very Red, very backwards state. some of the raddest feminists are men and i thank them for their support. i do not believe that women are superior [even if we are pretty rad]. i support equal relations and respect among all human beings, no matter what gender or sex that they identify with. if you want to take issue with something i've posted, go ahead. it's healthy and i might have been a bit violent and obsessive. i just want everyone to recognize how amazing ladies are! i'll admit it--i'm not perfect! only very nearly so.

and then, of course, my Libra senses tell me to equally rant against the stupid, useless, disgusting women blighting the face of the earth. but that is another post that i will have just as much fun with.


YUCK, right?! thx, here.

2008 review via a silly survey

this little survey is all over the blogging world. use it to review your year!
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1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
get parking tickets :(

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
of course i didn't. i can't even remember them. mine for next year make more sense, such as to stay smoke-free and such.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
my best friend's sister!!! an October baby.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
my high school aged cousin did. on my birthday. yep.

5. What countries did you visit?
none yet! although parts of my hometown are starting to look a little foreign.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
peace of mind! and a wonderful, pretty man to look at and touch inappropriately. oh, wait..

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
my birthday because of a very, unfortunate and heartbreaking event.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
being completely independent of my folks!

9. What was your biggest failure?
i honestly can't consider ANYTHING a failure. how sweet is that?

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
i just recently had a terrible cold. my back hurts really, REALLY bad now, but i know exactly why ;)

11. What was the best thing you bought?
my apartment, duh.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
some Southern republicans. honestly. just yes. [/sarcasm]

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
aww, but i was already a bitch in question 12!

14. Where did most of your money go?
pitas with feta and hot sauce, index cards. that's it.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
some big nosed loser :)

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
anything Timbaland for a silly reason, but that entire album is burned into my brain now!

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

i. happier or sadder?
a helluva lot happier.

ii. thinner or fatter?
thinner, if it's even possible!!!

iii. richer or poorer?
poorer. this is a recession folks, and the tuition spike has been no joke. not to mention my eating habits.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
going out. not necessarily partying, but just experiencing life outside of the chemistry building.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
watching virals on Youtube. maybe.

20. How did you spend Christmas?
watching the kiddies go insane. taking photos. drinking. letting the "holiday spirit" take over me and my boyfriend in the dark!

22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
yes, ma'am.

23. How many one-night stands?
eh, i haven't been the biggest fan of one-night-standing guys these days. i won't answer this question.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
SATC. hands down.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
nope. not at all. in fact, i most definitely "hate" less people.

26. What was the best book you read this year?
i haven't had much time to read for pleasure, but Blood and Gold by Anne Rice is pretty sweet.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
HIM perhaps. or Bon Jovi.

28. What did you want and get?
pink stuff!!! how can you go wrongly?!

29. What did you want and not get?
rich.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
The Dark Knight is a good answer, isn't it? why so serious?

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
i was 20. i went home and played with my little cousin who was turning 7 on the same day. i heard about my other cousin dying. i lost my mind and i drank a helluva lot at the state fair.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
an OhMiBod musically operated vibe.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
thrifty and chic. basic and sexy like french women!

34. What kept you sane?
i did, bitches!!! by reading, pilates class, and masturbation.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
seriously?

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
Prop 8.

37. Who did you miss?
only people who deserve to be missed, and there aren't a lot of folks in my inner circle these days. it's great, though. i'm turning into a snooty bitch who doesn't like my time wasted by Jokes.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
this big, beautiful, tall, blonde man with pretty blue eyes and amazing kisses. him.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.
it goes on.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way!"--Frank Sinatra in "My Way"

nursery pr0n!

haven't blogged in a while for reasons that should either fill you with envy or send you straight to Hell! just kidding about the Hell part.. maybe. i did have sex in a nursery about three times in one night, but this is scandalous and tacky at the most--not unforgivable. i'm really, really hoping that this is the case, that is.

'tis Xmas Eve which means increasingly less for me now that i'm getting older; i'm enjoying watching the kiddies have as much fun as i used to. all i want these days is some wine and the vague light that is my near future: having house parties at me and my bestie's apartment and more sex in less guilt-inducing places.

my uncle saw my ex boyfriend out someplace with some "ugly, skinny little girl" which was a random funny note of my night. everybody laughed at his story and then he threatened my current boyfriend with his rifles and his spades-playing skills. this means that he likes him. that's how we do it.

i could go on about how great it feels to have someone in my life who sees in me what i see in myself, but i'll spare everyone. i WILL say, however, that he changed my car tire out in the freezing cold when i had a flat. this is exactly what a real man is supposed to do, and i'm still trying to get used to it. everyone is pleased.
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now:

• i've been Tagged, but i've lost the post of the person who tagged me!!! i apologize. it's a lot of fun when people can remember these things, though. it's a great way to get exposure and link exchanges. sorry i suck so bad! remind me, whoever took the time to tag me, and i will refuse to forget for next time! so, so sorry... my mind has been all over the place.

• and while i'm remembering things, i'm doing my friend Bruce a favor! he is greatness incarnate as a DJ and here is a link to some of that greatness. it's good stuff. has to be. now you have something to at least fill in some of your bored, idle time. you're welcome.
  

Happy Holidays again! did you see my cutie .gif [or maybe it's a .png] of Jack Skellngton in a Sandy Claws outfit a couple of posts back?! i'm broke and this is all i can afford to give anyone this year!

ciao.

TiLT

and go visit Gala @ iCiNG! she's a doll. i can't keep her wonderful webspace to myself forever. this is my first TiLT [things i love thursday]! here i go!
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•Google Reader, which lets me subscribe to all of my favorite RSS updated websites from one place [blogs, twitters, campus and world news, literature assignments]. Googleverse in general because it's so dynamic and efficient! hel-lo!
•freshly manicured claws, er nails. double points for red paint!
•actually having time to experience breakfast incarnate as waffles!!!! WAFFLES!!!
being an ex-smoker, duh.
•flirting with beautiful [but socially inept] nerds.
realizing that eliminating a space for negativity in my life is quite beneficial to the whole progress thing, afterall. who woulda thunk?
•The South-a woman was killed in LA after deciding that the Klan was not the place for her and attempting to escape.
•meeting up with my platonic girlfriend over her apartment to watch Tommy Gavin Denis Leary Rescue Me while we "study."
•my job which gives me an excuse to wear hot office wear from the thrift store while i read Anne Rice or do homework!
•did i say something about hot nerds already? what about nerds who are 6'3 of lean muscle. oh, same thing!
•watching Fight Club for what seems like the sixth time in a month thanks to G4.
•YouTube playlists to listen to while i get ready for in the mornings! yesterday i got dressed and applied makeup to H. I. M., Joy Division [the Donnie Darko Halloween party song], Billy Idol, and the Danzig. badass!
•uh, my face? :D

i ♥ autumn.

this is indeed again the hackneyed "i ♥ the fall" post that i drabble out every year. this one will be in which i fail at connecting all of my favorite things, which are all conveniently linked during this wonderful time of year. 

despite my being a damned Yankee, there is still some salvation in this time of year for me. the weather is finally dipping below 80 degrees; 78 does count, doesn't it? when there is a wind, it's lovely. i swear that October has the best wind.. the evenings are more beautiful. the moon is more round and mysterious than ever. makes you understand why it's likened to a woman--its article in other languages is feminine and i know why when i just look up. i can snuggle up in toe socks and watch all of my favorite Halloween movies for nights in a row. there is the sate fair back home, there's my birthday, and of course--there's my favorite night of the whole year!

i should really do the Anne Rice Vampire Lestat Fan Club Ball this year. i swear, for one of her biggest fans, i never used my proximity to NOLA to my advantage.  gosh, it would be nice to finally maybe meet her and have her sign one of the many, many books of hers that i've managed to collect in the last five or so years. i need to dust off my 18th century vampire costume and meet some of the other coolest people on the planet  for an evening of fangs and and photos. Anne Rice is good vampire literature. After Stoker comes Rice, but I'm going to get into Twilight soon, i promise. i hear that it's amazing.

as for the actual DAY [or night] that is most important this month, im getting a little anxious. i'm not at home to go all out with decor and i don't know the first thing to do with my apartment. i still don't have a costume!!! what about The Rocky Horror Picture Show? what am i wearing then? yeah, i'm still female under all of my androgen. okay, Harley Quinn for Halloween and Miranda for the RHPS? a Transylvanian, perhaps? oh, Rocky.. a bonfire this year? a house party?

yeah, i'm having a geek-out. deal with it. i have to watch Tim Burton's Nightmare at least once. i also wouldn't mind Beetlejuice, Batman, etc.  i have to support my favorite producer / director. you should come over! i have the most random, yet amazing string of movie nights, ever. and the weather is so perfect for having a boy to wrap his arms around you and buy you coffee!! [i just met a beautiful boy who lives across from me. he called me ma'am when he held the door open for me.. he's a southern gentleman and not a bigot, but i usually go for taller ones, though. ]

screw that! i can wrap my arms around myself and make my own coffee! it's got to be this October moon getting to me!

Lestat et Louis speak the truth!

girlflirt.

despite what my face allows me to get away with, i'm embarrassed to say that i suck at flirting. my mother is always pushing me to wink at the older guys [do something, darling! look at him, at least stop looking in your book..] and my grandmother also reminds me that i never know when i could meet my husband and that i should always smile and stop scowling at every evidence of fuckery that i witness, because it isn't going anywhere.

well this has absolutely nothing to do with any of that.

there is this absolutely GORGEOUS woman in my facebook network. i'm talking smoking. and i had the guts to message her one day to tell her that i thought so. this is what it got me:

woah! and she is supposedly "straight." this happens to me more often than is conventionally casual being how i am easily perceived as an established heterosexual lady, what with the being engaged to a man? once and everything. so i wonder about myself. i like to imagine that i have an attractive androgynous wile that draws the eyes of both men and women. guys look at my face, my legs when i expose them and like it. girls look at my striking and wise eyes when i look at them without inhibitions, my strong walk, my independence, the flair i use when simply opening a door for myself and get both embarrassed and flustered when i acknowledge and smile at their staring and even wink at them.

haha. i'm a monster. it's so delicious to flirt with a pretty woman! why can't more guys do it the correct way and stop pissing me off?

waggle your eyebrows at me after i look at you and look away. don't stare at me when my back is purposefully turned to you and will me with your mind to turn around and face you via telekinesis. don't honk your horn at me unless you're in a well-kept antique car and wearing a top hat with a cigar hanging out of your mouth. don't yell at me "Hey, girl.." don't start "whispering" about me to your boyfriends to travel with. don't don't don't. blow out your cigar smoke in my direction, smile. wink at me and don't expect me to do anything back. have a commanding presence and something to talk about other than your money and gaudy accessories. wear suits, not baggy denim shit. Oversized tees paying homage to legends are OK. hip, urban jargon sucks. call me "Miss" and "Lady."

joker X harley quinn.

so:
Joker is a sociopath, bank-robbing gangster of a Crime Clown who has intense mood swings. one minute he can be a harmless trickster pulling a fish out of a gun; and the next, he can setting the timer on a bomb to blow up your family. he thinks the biggest joke in life is the fact that you and me place so much value on what's gonna evade us in the end. it all can burn and we're going to die with it.

Harley is a doctor tired of the role she was playing with her worthless degree. She believes in Mistah J's radical views about the hypocrites of the world and their deluded value in transience. She is immensely attracted to Joker's devilish charm from the Jazz Age and submits into an abusive and dysfunctional relationship with him.

Together, the two become two of a kind. they are highly functional for their joined effort, despite the fact that one minute Joker will choke Harley into near unconsciousness and lick her face the next. Harley will shoot Joker in the shoulder one minute and wear red lingerie for him and use a whoopie cushion as a sex toy the next. it's a Mad Love.

okay, i did some research on all of that super condensed goodness. i don't own Mad Love, or any of No Man's Land for direct reference and for quotes [help me out?] but an immense amount of secondhand studies was done. i'll give you some links of the goodness.

as far as TDK? well, i won't review it, sorry. no review necessary. it's so phenomenal and special. LedJoker told The Batman that he had the feeling that the two of them would be doing their dance forever, and it's his biggest crime that they won't be. i have only a little faith that someone can replace LedJoker, and i appreciate his slight deviation from the comics. gotta love the scars. so unique.

shhh, don't tell anyone but i've been watching it on bootleg online. i told you once and i'll say it again: i've donated MY money to the cause. i've seen it twice on the big screen. gas money is too expensive these days for me to throw some more money out there. Heath won't ever get it, so..

links:
community.livejournal.com/jokerxharley
www.jokerxharley.com/
http://www.jokerxharley.net/efiction/
http://www.fanfiction.net/community/Mad_Love/10063/

i'm a fangirl.

but i'm a dedicated one that has had the same sick adoration for the same monsters for over a decade. and now with this new form of my gangster bank robber Clown Prince of Crime, the sickness is rekindled and i can squee at the movie theatre and frown at the thirteen-year-old girl next to me who has never owned a Batman comic in her life, who has never faithfully watched any of his animated series, who has never wet dreamed about Joker cutting her with a knife until Heath Ledger [wonderfully] put the image into her pubescent mind.

i'm gonna buy this movie bootlegged [i've seen it twice, so i've spent my share of cash] and i'm going to do a late, but great review. and then, i'll post some links for my JokerXHarley Quinn fascination and thier Mad Love. be looking out for it and get into the mood for some obsessive appreciation for the personality disorders, domestic violence, and even more of the twisted just as soon as i get the jizz out of my panties and sheets long enough to have time to type.

im dropping out of university! NOT.

NOSY FUCKER. AS IF. I'M NOT LEAVING UNIVERSITY IF IT KILLS ME FIRST. but do continue.
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i'm one of those people who agree and say that "Everyone isn't cut out to do the college thing.." because everyone is NOT. College is just one of those [great] things in life that's destined to not be in at least someone's reality. and after lending a hand, actually both of them , and a comb and some rollers, i can conclude that i'm not cut out for some things, as well. i am NOT going to be good at doing hair. i've had my own hair for all of my life and i can't even part it correctly. turns out that i've been using the wrong part of the comb in the absolutely wrong way.. damn.

and you know what? it feels nice to say that i fail at hair aesthetics with confidence. because i friggin DO and saying it just means that i'm still figuring things out about myself. hell, i suck at hair and prolly alot more stuff if i fully give myself enough time to develop a more full knowledge of all that i can REALLY suck at!

and being in a relationship for a relationship's sake is something i suck at--something i refuse to do with everything inside of me. and me being the goofy, almost preteen teenybopper studying an *Nsync poster that i am when it comes to matters of the heart, makes it difficult for me to not compromise and do that. what i am doing, the example of my life, Quirkyalone.net has put into the title of a book, Quirkyalone: A Manifesto for Uncompromising Romantics. well, whaddya know?

i don't feel badly about my decision, about my reasoning and logic. it gives me such a dynamic and meaningful journey to go on. and this isn't the type of journey i'm undertaking because of duty, because it is cool, because i have twists in my hair and because i would look cool doing this and it will build my "status" in someone else's world. haha, i'm still a smartass. no, this is something full of real substance that hopefully i can understand in time, or at least learn to appreciate and traverse with grace while my hair looks like the mop that it does.

aw, man. i just saw Garden State again two nights ago. i LOVE that movie. maybe because braff's character is figuring out is own life while he is off his antidepressants. i know how THAT goes! someone who has a house, please let's have a movie night in my honor while we watch a weird one that actually MEANS something! there has to be more meaning these days!

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, but adieu.

Cosmo's 24 Shortcuts to a Happy Life

Thanks, Cosmo.
[here]
i read it and i loved it.

phantom pheromones

iVillage is genius, i promise and can defend proudly. i everything but worship the articles because i have no common sense and insight into this ever pleasant transience. witness how "duh" this particular article appears:

Email's a nice place to start. It's less embarrassing than a phone call, you don't have to think on your feet, and you can get a trusted friend to read it before you send it to make sure you've struck the right tone. I'd send a cheery, it-was-so-nice-to-see-you type of email, simply thanking him for making a nice day even more special. If the reply is nice and it's obvious he enjoyed your company too, send one back pretty quickly.

wow, i am not in touch to the ways of my sex, at all. i am a failed woman.

i hope this works. i'm experiencing a dry spell relative to college norms. momma wants me to find my husband. if he's beautiful, he just is. life is transient, like the feelings i probably don't really mean for anyone. go after it; chase it like you would as if in dreaming, where there are no witnesses.

i want Real beauty for myself. i want Substance to marvel at because it won't get boring as my face does.

court, anyone. and not just from this. i'm living a BAD lifetime movie. it's funny, really. a tad scary.

animal attraction quiz.

I took the "animal attraction" quiz on gURL.com
		my animal dating style is... odd bowerbird Some of your friends think you've flown the coop because you're an odd bird who is constantly challenging the commonly accepted rules of relationships. You don't believe in silly notions like who's-supposed-to-ask-out-who and you probably find traditional gender roles to be tres passe. Read more... What's your animal attraction dating style?

already better; post breakup.

:) don't sk me where i got the strength to get out of bed this morning. i just REALLY thank God for it because i can't even roll out of bed on days when i DO have a boyfriend to make me smile.. so there. i'm doing better already. these WikiHows on getting over a broken heart and dealing with a break up are funny for the simple fact that i am referencing them in the way that i am, but when i look at the facts in black and white like that, the little serif fonts and bullets of information that outline what my life should be like, like a chemistry lab experiment--it makes sense. i'll grab the links in a few.

for the record, i would like to point out the obvious: no one is perfect and the ideal guy for me first has to want to be in a relationship with me as badly as i do with him. no one should have to settle for me. it is HIS LOSS. life is too short to be pining over ANYTHING. there's so much to do and even more to blog about.

here's to being an antennae of the race.

• How to Heal a Broken Heart
• How to Fall out of Love With Someone
• How to Get Over a Break Up

5 Relationship Resolutions
thanks, iVillage!

Sweeney Todd Review

haha. here's something light (and i don't mean scarily religious, either). i present to you my oh-so-credible review of Sweeney Todd. excuse the insane tense and person perspective changes!
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i'll begin by admitting my adoration of Tim Burton/Depp collaboration. double points for danny elfman involvement!!! so naturally, i loved it. the film has a promising director and the goosebumps were iminent as the opening credits rolled with gory accents. woah! a slightly more intense/dark element compared to burton's other works!

concerning the plot, expect something along the lines of the corpse bride. instead of a theme of society and alienation that can be found in Edward Scissorhands and even Oyster Boy, this plot is mainly driven by a man's love for a woman and revenge for another's wrongdoing. imagine lots of blood and lots of emotions from a variety of characters who each have their own story to tell (or song to sing).

and, oh! the singing. the damned singing... how weird is it that we get to hear Mr. Depp sing?.. and growl and yell at the same time as his character lended. as this movie is a bit of a musical one, there is a song every 45 econds, no lie. it gets a bit annoying and predictable. the theatre will collectively hold its breath and grimace as another unnecessary and horrible song comes out of Helen Carter's mouth.

Todd has its flaws and the ending has to be one of the biggest ones. when a character dies abrubptly, the ending credits begin rolling just as abrubptly with several loose ends to the plot suspended in midair. upsetting. the entire climax of the movie is followed by a flood of blood and a bunch of disappointed faces in the audience.

the verdict? drumroll, please...

CHERRY LOVES JOHNNY DEPP!!!! that is all. nothing else much matters. DUH!

About [everything]

About the Author, this Project, and your Mom

Cherry is the persona, the narrator, the creator of this compilation of what her senses allow here. The name is indeed a nom de plume, but more than that, it is the incarnation of the vessel through which this worthy way of Language is published. It is a form of ego, and the one who is smirking at you reading this right now. She is the one who pisses outside of your window at night and takes pictures of walks through the city for later musings.

Literally, Cherry has had a webspace of some sort since the late nineties. Some vestiges of immature wastefulness surely remain in varying mediums throughout the Web. She has owned several livejournals, blogs, etc. All of them tribute to her fashioning into fabulousness and the arcane of her lot in life. She has even owned several websites for which she was the designer [HTML and CSS Queen], updater, creator, publisher, writer, artist, etc. There have been useless fansites, to personal havens of vanity, and even an eating disorder support community as part of the Pro-Ana philosophy. There have been many, many transformations with conflicting values and worths--and surely there will be more.

The author is a writer by heart. She wields the Language as it is her only weapon, and the best one to use, in her opinion. She is very artistic and romantic in the head and obviously has a bit too much free time which allows for third-person explorations of self, and then other people who are, to be sure, less important. She also considers sarcasm to be a sufficient weapon when intelligently operated.

Literally, she is currently a university student studying Premedical sciences and French language with plans of abroad study. She is the product of a cute fucking face, Hooters experience, abusive companionship, adorations of morbid and antiquated aesthetics, cosmopolitan values and culture, way too many digestions of books under her belt with desires for more, aspirations for a fulfilled purpose, and worship of her vulva.

The Pink and Pilled Philosophies, hereafter, TPPP, can be considered as follows:
"TPPP is a blog with the ferocity of a persona journal and the substance of a favorite newspaper column or the work of a noteworthy wielder of Language. It is indeed a tribute to the author's ego, and don't you forget it. The author isn't your typical young womyn, and don't you forget it. Think contemporary awareness of the world meets the sexy lace underwear and pissing standing up of unwavering feminism meets the rapidly adjusting phases of young adult life."

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