..Pink Diaries..

..Pink Diaries..
you might find my life amusing... well i do

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas yall!

yeah, i don't really have anything to say other than happy holidays, merry christmas, seasons greetings (i hate that one) and um, happy hanukkah, merry kwanzaa or yeah, whatever. sooo i decided that i want to make a list of my pet peeves, ya know, just for fun. ENJOY YOUR HOLIDAY... and my ramblings in this entry :)

1. I absolutely despise when people call you or IM you with NOTHING TO SAY. i think i've written about this before... but it needs to emphasized. having a phone costs money, and you are wasting my minutes by calling with nothing to say. lol.

2. I really don't like when adults ask me if i have a boyfriend. this bothers me for a few reasons. one, how do you know i don't have a girlfriend . it also bothers me because i have NO CLUE why i don't have a boyfriend so i just shrug my shoulders at them and say 'umm i really do not know'. then they always go "really? but you're so pretty"
FUCK YOU!

3. i really hate driving, but thats not my pet peeve. my pet peeve is when you're driving on the highway, there's really not a lot of traffic, and someone behind you speeds up just to go in front of you. like, what are u trying to do? stick it to me? i don't care that you got around me. ugh.

4. this should have been number one, because it bothers me SOOO much. when i am watching tv, and people are around me talking..LOUDLY. shut. the. fuck. up. please!

5. i swear i'm quitting smoking. but this still bothers me. when i am smoking a cigarette and someone says 'smoking kills!!'. one, i know that, two, i obviously don't give a fuck because i'm still smoking, three, you telling me that isn't gonna stop me, i'm addicted motherfucker. stupid ass people

6. we'll end it here. people that no matter what the conversation is about, they make it about themselves. that is so fucking frustrating. lets just talk about ME for a second please.

peace

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Ten Points for YOUUU darling

haha.

okey dokey, remember Thomas? yeah, so i spoke to him on the phone for **I KID YOU NOT!** FIVE hours. FIVEEEE. this is unprecedented because i do not...scratch that... i DESPISE talking on the phone. it was an actual conversation, we had a back and forth, he asked me questions, i asked him questions, it was great. he is so sweet and wonderful. the one downside you ask? he is not looking to be in a relationship. well su-fucking-prise. lol. of course you're not! i don't know what the issue is with men these days. they are like scared of commitment more than ever. and you know what? the only reason they get away with that BULLSHIT is because we LET them! if girls stopped talking to guys that just wanted to be FWB's or just 'talking' of fuck buddies, or whatever, they would be alone.. and horny. i mean, my personal plan is to just be my normal charming self and eventually he'll fall in love with me just like the others. hahaha. but i'm totally serious. okay. this brings me to the title of this entry 'ten points for you darling':

the first ten points he gets is from the following goings on: we're on the phone and he's looking through my profile pictures and saying which ones he likes. haha. so he says out of nowhere, 'you're like, really cute'... well duh, of course i am.

second ten points: he sees a picture of my mother and says 'wow, she's gorgeous'... definitely, thats where i get it from!

ten more: we're talking... i say something and he says, 'you're freakin adorable' ...hes a quick one!

i am super duper happy because we're hanging out tomorrow :) i can't wait to see him and our other mutual friend that i haven't seen in a YEAR! so i'm excited as hell. and i am going to finish this entry with a beautiful line from my homegirl india arie...

I will be patient, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respect's the spirit world
And thinks with his heart


ugh, how beautiful is that? like honestly that is all i want! especially the last part, a man who thinks with his heart? wow india, you soooo get me!

i love you, readers!
peace<3

Monday, December 22, 2008

aint, that. funny.

this is a follow up of 'chuuuuch'.... wow.

so i have always been fascinated by the members of my church. they are too funny to me. like i said earlier, i used to loveeee youth group when i was like 13 and 14, but eventually grew out of that. now, my church is very big on making you feel guilty about doing 'bad things' and missing church or youth group. they try to make you feel like you are missed, but you and i both know what they're really saying... i'll even do an interpretation for you:
church member: oh lauren, we really missed you these past few wednesdays, you oughta come back soon!!
interpretation: lauren, now you know should be here at church instead of doing all of those WORLDLY things that you do... get yo ass back in church!!

lol.

but seriously, thats how they are! and now, i see these SAME people out and about, smoking, drinking, fucking, sucking, partying, and doing everything that is 'unholy' and it cracks me up. hahaha!!! honestly, you church people make me sick to my fucking stomach. live your life. don't tell me what i should be doing or what i shouldn't be doing. see, thats the thing, they're so focused on what everyone else in the church is doing that they can't even get they're own motherfucking life straight. it makes me truly sick.

btw... i'm getting a bit disturbed by the amount of grown ups/ my friend's parent's getting facebooks. but its okay because i took down my trifling pictures :)

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Poetry

i don't like poetry... at all. but i really like this one poem... its from harold and kumar, but i find it very cute:

I fear that I will always be
a lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight,

Beneath the vicious square root sign?
I wish instead I were a nine,

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see?
Another square root of a three,
has quietly come waltzing by

Together now we multiply
to form a number we prefer,
rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
with the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
<3