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.Monday, June 22, 2009 ' 2:26 PM Y
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The only reason anyone would read this blog is to glean amusement from my pathetic-ness, oversentimentality, and over-emotional accounts of my boring life.
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It has been made official that Stouffer's frozen meals taste better than the "Claim Jumper Resteraunt" variety and that meat found in any of the frozen entrees, regardless of brand should never, ever, ever EVER be consumed.

I spent the better half of today reading up on Melissa Marie of The Millionaires (my current idol out of who knows how many).
Now, there's a lot of backstory to this obssession.
I first learned about Scene from Irina.
Scene is like emo... except... Take it from Urban Dictionary:

"Scene kids and emo kids are very different mainly in the type of music they like and their outlook on life in general. Scence kids are fun and usually are at local concerts/parties. Emo kids are sad and usually stay at home and write poetry and check their myspaces.
Scene kid: "i cant wait to go to my concert and mosh"

Emo kid: "i cant wait to go to my concert and sob at this life's black abyss that is my heart"

Scene kid: "ok...bye"


Yupp. Well, after reading all sorts of articles online about Scene and Emo, I developed a certain interest for the stuff kids are into nowadays. (LOL)
Somehow, on Youtube, I managed to get to a song by The Millionaires, which believe me was horrible and damaging to my ears, but they had big hair! And cool clothes!
And damn, that girl in the middle was fine.

Cue, my new idol, Melissa Marie Green. I want her nose. It's very nice.



Scene Queen ~~~ <3

I'm obsessed with body parts.
I'll keep talking about them to my brother, since he's the only innocent bystander that always happens to be avaliable.
(Yes, If you're my brother, it is best advised you look for a new job.)

So, it began with hands, then legs, eyes, nose, eyebrows, and cheekbones.
After I pick a part, I go online to research.
Did you know that there are four different types of noses? :DDDDDD
Do you know what high cheeckbones look like compared to lower or less prominent ones?
What kind of eyebrow will suit you best?

How do brow ridges and different facial bones differ from masculine to feminine and in between?

http://www.femininebeauty.info/feminine-vs-masculine

Yes, I know all the answers and more. I also need to get a life. <3

Apparently, Victor's mom called my mom to tell her that I need to wear a helmet while biking. I think Victor also goes to Think Tank so she saw me peddling precariously close to cars without.. GASP a HELMET

Soo... what good would a helmet do? If I fall, I will most likely hurt my arms (more than my head) as I reach out to prevent myself from eating asphalt. Arm helmets, anyone?

Well, I spent my whole trip there and back in hiding, going down side roads, and dogedly looking at the drivers to ensure that none were Victor's muther. (rather than put on a helmet. They make me look DORKY. And no, I would rather be dead than dorky...ha beat you to your comeback.)
(This screams LOSER :DDDD)

Also, some grumpy old man stopped me as I was riding on the sidewalk and very rudely told me "THIS SIDEWALK IS FOR WALKING!!!!" (hey old man.. these boots were made for walking.. and they'll WALK ALL OVER YOU)
I was extremely surprised it was about my error of biking on the sidewalk, and not because I wasn't wearing a helmet, and the fact that he had probably seen me biking across a large road with speeding cars.








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