Snapple Fact #903



The first tv toy commercial aired in 1946 for Mr. Potato Head. I don't know why this has any importance, or how this fits into my blog at all, but enjoy! :)

P.S. I'm in love with Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head <3 They're freakin' hilarious!

P.P.S. I learned that fish have an attention span of 3 seconds from reading a Snapple Fact once. I also remember reading once that a polar bears fur isn't actually white, but transparent. I dunno. I know so much random and useless information haha.

Bon Qui Qui



"Welcome to King Burger, where we can do it yo' way... BUT DON'T GET CRAZY!"

"Uh uh no, Sir, do not get loud with me sir. Do not get loud with me, oh no. Suh-curity? Suh- curity! This dude need to go, he need to go. Need to go. Thank you!"

"[starts beat boxing] On my mic is a queen, now listen to me sing, he wants a number three, super-sized onion rings. He can come out of the house with no ankle bracelet on, but he's got two strikes, so don't get his order wrong. You know im really cute and there's nothing you can say, but if you get with me, we can do it your way, hey!"

Ahh, such a funny video! Lol <3 :)

Why?

Your words cut deep like a samurai sword.

My feelings are hurt worse than ever before.

The pain bears strong like a mother with a child.

I can't look at you without emptiness in my eyes.

Emptiness that spills over into my soul.

 I can't look at you the same way at all anymore.
Why did you do this to me?

Ahh, wtf!

I think my mom isn't honest with me because she's scared. She's scared I won't be able to handle the truth, and I'll make irrational decisions. My mind is seriously fucked.

The infamous joke

So, in the last post I mentioned that I had a really funny joke that I had remembered. It goes like this:

Q: "What did the head of lettuce say to his church members at the end of the service?"

A: lettuce pray hahahaha.

I'm so funny, aren't I!? No? Okay then :/

I've got the school blues

Soo, school starts next Monday, and I am not ready for school at all! Like, what the hell summer... where did ya go so fast? It seems like you just started. In one sense I'm really excited because I'm going to college. College!!! Like, this is bananas. Then again, it's still school, so I'm not that excited. Let me calm my boner. I mean, I'm getting a car so it'll make commuting to school easier, so that's cool too I guess. I'm really looking forward to the car. I'm really nervous, scared, excited, worried, and whatever other feeling you have when you're the new kid, or starting in a new place. I'm also really glad to have a fresh start. People won't know a thing about me. I can make a new name for myself. I'll meet new people, which I love doing! And I won't have to deal with all the stupid bullshit like I did in high school, hopefully. Let us cross our fingers. Omg, that reminds me of a really funny joke! I shall post it in a new post so I won't digress too much. I'm not ready for school to start so soon, but I'm excited to start. Let's hope it's as good as people say it is :)

I've been M.I.A.

I've been kinda missing in action for like a day or two. Logging on made me really happy though! People are actually reading my blog, and that makes me happy :) I mean, I don't know if people are actually reading, but whatever. For all I know people may just be stumbling upon my page and thinking "what the fuck is this shit??" and then they make a swift motion to close the window haha. But let's hope that that's not the case. Either way though, it makes me really happy.

Good news!

No lie, I've been crying for two weeks straight, and moping around the house. Something happened tonight that leads me to believe that things are going to get better now. I'm really ecstatic and relieved! Ahhh, so happy!!! :D <3

Boys are stupid :/

It's over, and at this point, neither of us care

I cried, and I know you didn't feel a thing

Why would you? I was only a fling

Nothing serious... nothing serious at all

I was hurt beyond belief, yet you looked the other way

I was absolutely terrified, while you carried on stress free

My anxiety was at a high

While my depression hit a low

My heart was aching, as it should've

You showed no remorse

And for that I came to this conslusion:

All of this is nothing new to you

You're seasoned in breaking hearts, aren't you?

Because I can tell

Your blue eyes tell it all

The way you walked, talked, and puppet mastered my heart

They gave you away

They gave away your secrets, your lies, and your hasty goodbyes

The drama, the pain, leaving girls and never speaking to or seeing them again

You're seasoned in being the way you are...

I guess it was never that serious, at all,
Was it?

What I've come to realize

I feel as though people have to experience horrible and upsetting situations in life in order to come to a realization about something. And those realizations evoke change. And when the change occurs, it's like an awakening almost. It's as if you've been enlightened to an extent. And from that point I feel as though things have the potential to get better, because you've realized your wrongs and the feelings you've experienced make you not wanna do what you did initially, because you never wanna feel that way ever again.

It's a cycle

The end. It's over. He broke your heart.

And from here you start to hope.

You hope everything will get better.

You hope he still cares.

You hope he thinks about you that way you think about him.

You hope he's considering trying again and giving you a second chance.

And this hoping turns into waiting.

You wait for him to break the anxiety ridden silence.

You wait for him to realize that his decision was a mistake.

You wait for everything to magically go back to normal.

You're ultimately waiting for him, the guy you're absolutely crazy about.

And that waiting turns to pain.

Your heart sinks in your chest because you realize he's moving on.

You're upset, because he just left you, and got over you like it came easy.

You're hurt, because what you had was more real to you.

And all this pain,

these realzations,

this moment of heartwrenching gut twisting clairty.

It forces you to come to terms with the fact that he's never coming back.

There's nothing you can say.

There's nothing you can do.

Nothing can save you at this point.

It's the end. It's over. He broke your heart.

How do you do that thing...

How do you do that thing where you tell me I'm beautiful, but make me feel like I'm not beautiful enough for you in the same notion? How do you do that thing where you make me feel guilty and apologetic when I'm not even the one at fault? How do you do that thing where it only takes one text message from you, containing bad news, to make me spontaneously burst into tears, as if you have full control of my emotions? How do you do that thing where you make me feel like I'm the luckiest girl in the world... invincible. You make me feel lovely and great. And yet, you do this thing where you make me feel like the lowest of the low, desperate, disappointed, and you make me feel like I lost it all over nothing at all. How do you do that thing where despite all of this, you make me stick around, make me feel like this is all worth it, you make me feel like I'm absolutely crazy about you, despite you not feeling the same? So tell me, how do you do these things when you know it cuts me to the core?

Hello

Hi, to whoever is reading this! I've never blogged in my life, but I'm excited because I feel like this is going to be something positive that's going to help. I actually write in a journal and have been for about two years now. I just hate when I have sooo much to say, but my hand starts to hurt and cramp, so I'm kinda forced to stop and my thoughts aren't fully expressed. That's why I'm switching from writing in a journal, to blogging. I plan to not make this blog about one specific thing, but about anything and everything that comes to my mind. Hopefuly I can keep up with this blog. I'm not too big on anything that requires getting on the internet, because I have some weird fear of the internet. Specifically social networks such as  Facebook and Twitter, oddly enough. I don't know why... well, I do, but I'm rambling, so welcome to my blog. Enjoy! :)