Food For Thought

I really wish blogger.com would let you know when someone commented on your blog and then be awesome enough to tell you which post it was.

Is it ever really to early for a Mikes Hard Lemonade?

Why is it that things have to be so hard sometimes?  Especially things that your supposed  to be good at.

Sometimes I wish that you didn’t have to sleep so that you would have enough time to do all of the stupid homework like things as well as the fun stuff and not have to be a cranky, sleepy monster the next day.

Ever watch a movie or a tv show and wish that your life was that fantastically insane?  I don’t want all of the drama, but the food fights and party’s where no one gets hurt but everyone has a good time sound like fun.

Sometimes I feel like all of my romance novel reading gave me a very unrealistic view of love that I wish I could take back because I am wayyy to picky when it comes to guys.  But then I find another novel that I just cannot wait to read and forget all about what it’s doing to my nonexistent love life.

Magazines are great.  I love making fun of all of the ugly clothes that they can’t truly expect anyone to wear.

Ever wonder if you’re dyslexic but don’t feel like taking any kind of test, especially if you don’t test positive and then you just look like a dumbass.

I think I have an obsession with buying jeans.  Every time I go shopping for clothes I buy at least one pair even though I’ve probably got about twenty at home.  Never mind that I only wear half of what I have because I don’t think some of them look right on me.

I love organizing my stuff, mostly just because I love stuff.  Movies, books, cd’s, clothes.  Is that weird or normal?

Ever wonder if you’re OCD or if it’s just that everyone around you is OCD and it makes you feel like you should be too.

Every once in a while I spend the entire day in bed and then I feel bad about it, like lying there and doing nothing is going to make me fat or something.  Stupid media.

Sometimes I wonder if “fat” will ever replace “skinny” in the What’s Cool Today column.

I hate when I hear that guys don’t give a fig about make up that girls wear because the only real reason girls wear it is to catch guys…and to hide blemishes, but that’s a different story.

ADMISSION FOR THE DAY?  I don’t have a clue.  about anything.  and it’s great.