Moment of Silence...

My sister, brother in law, other sister and two nieces just left.

...*...

Guess what that leaves me with?

A new camera
A new cellphone
A new iPod
A new iPod speaker
My own bathroom
My own full-length mirror
My own creepy picture of Jewel that some guy drew of her...It's seriously creepy. Her forehead it huge in it. But I'm gonna color it and then put it up.
My own hair-dryer
More books
Enough shoes and shirts to last me a lifetime
An extra jewelry box
More jewelry
My own body-by-jake machine! WOO!

(like I'm seriously gonna use it...)

Powders and eyeliners and mascaras
All the towels I could ever want
New computer games
And a tearstreaked face.

ALSO:

24-7 Dishwashing duty
Right-hand helper-ness
Playmate for Anna and Shichu.




K. I'm Proud of Myself.



I'm Gettin' It

Okie-dokie.

I'm gonna do it.
I'm in the process of organizing my room as MONK would. (By that, I mean I'm on my lunch break, but as soon as I finish I'll be getting back to it. K?K.)
He rocks socks.
Anyways...
I've encountered and taken note of the problems that cause me to neglect keeping my room tidy.

-Laziness
-RUSH

And so on and on and on..

I've found solutions that I'm going to try.

1. I'm going to start labelling. As soon as I finish organizing today, I'll tape little ( ..tapes..? ) to shelves, drawers, etc.
Because: When I see those labels, I will not be able to handle shoving the shirts where my skirts go.
See? Anyways...I'm actually excited about it.

And as for being like Monk...He's mostly known for...

"That...that curtain there...It's...Wrinkled."

"That man...he missed a button."

"She spilled her drink... And there's a splatter..."

So basically, just teeny little things. But they make a big difference.
I'll stick tiny little tapes with stuff like,

'SHIRTS'

'SCHOOLBOOKS'

'CRAFT SUPPLIES'

'SHOES'

Etc.

What do you think? Maybe you could try it with me, even.

Plus, I like how labels look. They just...ARE organized. You know?

Other things I'm gonna work on...

Washing dishes on a whim. As in...I see them dirty, and such, and I 'can't concentrate' until they're cleaned and cleaned well.

I'll also work on being circumspect. :)

I love it.
And I'm really gonna do it.

I may need a few pushes, *MOM*, who will be happy to help.
But I will.
And I'm determined.

:)






















I just found something that made me laugh so hard I fell off my chair.
See that freaky dude up there? The world loves him. Apparently, according to them, he's gorgeous, beautiful, dreamy and sweet.
I wouldn't let him within 100 miles of my house...:|
At least I know I'm not a hypocrit.
Well, anyway.
What made me laugh...
Here I go.

He's not only freaky, but he's also stinky.
He forgets to shower.

He said, (after all the complaints thrown out, that got all over the Internet and magazines from his cast-members.)
"Yeah, well...See the thing is, I forget to shower. You know, I don't even realize it. You know. It's kinda funny! I just...I guess I stink, though. Oh, well. You know."

* stares at that *

* eyes bug out *

* bursts out laughing *

He-- forgets to shower? I don't think it's funny. He doesn't realize that he smells like a decomposing cow in a field of brown onions?
And why is he okay with being stinky?
Just another reason I don't want him near my house.
And yet all the girls that read that, their immediate response is:

"Oh, he's so GREEN! Awwwwww!"


I'd be like...

"WHAT? GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STINKY FREAK!"
I don't care about whales enough to stop showering.

So...
I'd like to know what on EARTH is up with today's girls?

First it was skinny twerps in tight pants, who sing like choking squirrels AKA The Jonas Brothers, and now it's sparkly, stinky vampires whose eyes turn black and red.

* shrugs *

His trademark is his stick-up straight hair.

There's a reason it's sticking up like that...
(I'll bet they don't even need to use gel or hair-spray..)

"His hair has enough grease in it to run McDonald's for a week." said the poor girl who stars alongside him..

(Let's hope he at least brushes his teeth...)

Here are some more of the complaints that made me laugh so hard I cried.

"He seriously reeks."

"He never showers, and it drives the crew crazy!" (I can't imagine why..)

And now, I think I'd ranted enough...

I hope I didn't offend anyone, but COME ON!

So...Let's run through this just one more time...

His eyes change colors.

His hair sticks straight up.

He sparkles.

He doesn't take showers.

Does THAT sound like Prince Charming to you?

OKIE-DOKIE!

I made a new blog.
It's a weekly contest...

www.fix-this-pic.blogspot.com.

It's pretty spiffy. Check it out.

Later!

Verja

Also...Advertise some! :D

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