Goodmorning everyone. :)

Why do I almost always get stomach cramps when i drink coffee? WHYYYYYYY? I love it so much. lol.

So, I don't have much time. About to leave for school.

AH! My phone just flirted with me vibrated.

School.

Bleh.

Have I mentioned I'll be glad when this school year is over? Because I will be.
Just saying.


Have a good day, everyone!

Off to hell!

Nicked from whitelder 

+ Bold the names of ladies you'd definitely sex it up with.
+ Italicize the names of ladies you might do after a little persuasion.
+ Leave the ladies who don't do anything for you alone.
+ Put a question mark after the ladies you've never heard of.
+ Strike the ladies you wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole.
+ Add three more ladies to the list.

1.Sara Ramirez?
2.Brooke Smith
3.Jessica Capshaw?
4.Lucy Lawless
5.Salma Hayek
6.America Ferrera
7.Kristen Stewart
8.Eliza Dushku?
9.Angelina Jolie
10.Kate Winslet
11.Kim Kardashian
12.Jennifer Lopez
13.Zoe Saldana?
14.Kate Walsh
15.Sandra Oh
16.Kathrine Higel
17.Mariska Hargitay
18.Kathy Griffith
19.Paris Hilton
20.Ellen Pompeo?
21.Pink
22.Christina Aguliera
23.Rosario Dawson
24.Jennifer Aniston
25.Alicia Keys
26.Anne Hathaway
27. Amanda Tapping?
28. Emily Blunt
29. Meryl Streep
30. Megan Mullally
31. Cher

So, my best friend....


Has a habit of dying her hair at home. Badly. Like, she's a brunette, and she will dye her hair blonde. Yellow blonde. It looks horrible. Not even joking.


Back in October, my Mom (who is a cosmetologist) offered to do her hair. Free. No charge. She colored, cut, and styled it. Easily 70 bucks. Tessa didn't pay a dime.


I won't lie, it looked fucking awesome. Tess loved it, Mom loved it, everyone loved it. And Mom told her not to ever, ever dye her hair again at home. Mom would just do it. Free, again.

So, why is it so hard to imagine that I would get mad at her, when she just dyed her hair? 1. She actually paid for it. My mother would have done it for free. 2. Tessa calls my mother, 'Mom' You'd think there'd be some kind of loyalty there. 3. It was an awesome job.

Its just baffling how people will screw you over. Because Mom put her time, effort, and products out there. For nothing. And got slapped in the face, in my opinion. Especially when Tess went to Wal-Mart. Wal. Mart.

What the fuck?

Bullshit.

MERYL EFFING STREEP.


My life is now complete. Thanks. :)

Best quotes of the night:

"Will Meryl Streep beat Meryl Streep?"

"And it is usually my hand holding it"

"Unless that guy is Mel Gibson!"

"I used to be a cliche."

annnddd....

"I'm going to change my name to T-Bone. T-Bone Streep. That sounds good."

I officially have a crush on Tabatha Coffey.
You know her, surely.
From 'Tabatha's Salon Takeover'
She's a bitch.
But she's amazing.
I'm in love.



On another note, I cleaned the house today. Not single handedly, but it still feels good. My room is still kind of a mess, but I'm a teenager. What else is to be expected, right? lol.

I haven't written in this journal, I mean a REAL journal entry in what seems like forever.


I feel kind of empty. Like everyday has no meaning except for school to make my life a little more miserable. I hate most of my classes. Though, one thing happened the other day to make life a little brighter. See, this is Kentucky. In Kentucky, there are hardly any gay people. When you do find one, it's usually a teenager, and they're simply going through some kind of stage. Now I'm gay. Now I'm not.

But my art teacher is a lesbian. Lesbian. This is incredibly awesome.

I just feel happy to have some kind of ally, not that she knows she is. I guess over the next few weeks, I'll hint at it. I'm kind of bummed because I only have her for four weeks. poo.

I've started drawing, and I'm actually pretty good. I can only draw if I'm looking at an image of something though. Not from my own mind. To me, the real talent is when you don't have to look at something to be able to create it. I don't have that talent. I can sing, but I'm not an artist.

After I learned Tabatha Cofffey was gay, which I squeed about forever, I looked up a list of gay/bisexual celebrities. I feel like a newb not knowing these:

Drew Barrymore
Tracy Chapman
Anderson Cooper
Janice Dickinson
Missy Higgins
Jane Lynch
Megan Mullally


WOAH. :) This makes me happy.

Also, I am kicking myself for not watching Meryl on the CCMA's. Uggghhh. I missed the kiss, but good thing for youtube, because i watched that piece later. Yay!
And I'm watching The Golden Globes tonight and praying for Meryl. The odds are in her favor, so I hope they realize talent when they see it.

Well, I suppose that's all for now. Stay safe, kiddos. Don't do drugs.

I want to be happy for you.
I really, really do.


...So why aren't I?

...what is going on in my head?

I am

BEGGING FOR MUSIC.

Because I'm a leech and most of you must love me, right?
lol!

Sorry, I got another obsession with getting music when i *finally* bought the Lady GaGa CD, 'Fame.'

So yeah, send away! Not picky. :]

So much is happening. I haven't had time to post in so long.

First - In 4 days, I will be 16. As in, on the road. If you are ever in Kentucky, you might want to stay outta my way. :D I can't wait. One more step to being legal, and not being thought of as the baby. Because that shit gets old. Quick. And who is going to take me seriously anywhere, until i become of age. Especially in a relationship. I've figured that out fast.

Second - This school year is beginning to kick my ass. One A and the rest B's???? What??? I'm an all-A student, damnit! I don't get B's! Well, obviously.. now I do. And it sucks. Boooo.

Third - I feel like writing a Mirandy one shot, but inspiration isn't coming to me. I've been thinking about it though, so maybe I can get some creative juices flowing. (And if other effects come along with that, then so be it. I won't complain.) ;)

Fourth - Someone I love dearly just stopped talking to me about a month ago. No call, no text. No goodbye. Just, gone. What the fuck? I never did anything to deserve that, and I'm a good enough person to at least get an explanation on why you're being an ass. Right? So, I'm done. Done trying to talk. If you're reading this, and you finally decide I'm worth talking to, be my guest. But I'm not going to make someone a priority, when they consider me an option. Not anymore. I've been doing that for a while.

Fifth - I have met my soulmate. (Okay, maybe I'm being over dramatic) But! I have definitely met my Meryl soulmate. He's amazing. His name is Kevin, and I got him into Meryl and he just loves her. He borrows my movies and memorizes quotes, and we just talk in Meryl Streep code that no one understands, and it makes me happy.
Today he just blurted out something, and you better believe I didn't miss a beat--

"We have some pieces from Banana Republi--" - Kevin
"Well, we need more, don't we?" - Me

ITS SO AWESOME.

He loves Aloysius Beavier. Doubt may be his favorite, tied with the DWP. He is especially obsessed with these lines:

"May I ask what you're writing with that... ballpoint pen?"
"Boy!"
"I have doubts!"

LOL. And courtesy of i_heart_cuddy, (i think) "Sister Aloysius: Fighting pedophilia and ballpoint pens since 1964." He wants to make a T-shirt.

He's so accepting of me, and I don't feel like I have to hide anything from him. Its hard to find a friend like that, you know?

Anywho, I'm off to do something I probably don't want to.

Goodbye, loves!