28.10.2011

There she goes shaking that ass on the floor. Bumpin and grindin that pole.

I've spent 3 hours reading one sex-blog and I'm starting to feel like that. Now I can't talk with my family because all I'm gonna say is "Vagina", "Dick" or "Wank". And I don't wanna talk about them with my mom. Or dad or bother.

Here's the link for that sex-blog, it's in Finnish but I guess most of you can read it.

Anyway

I l o v e it! It made me (cum) laugh about 10 000 000 000 0069 times but I bet there's some people who can't stand it.

After reading those, I went to youtube - just like that blog told me to - and typed there "Oona Kivelä" and watched some of her videos.

(Edit: you should write there Jenyne Butterfly instead of Oona Kivelä [sorry about that Oona, no offence]) 

 Oh my Poodle earrings. 
It was like... How she... Is that...

And surprise surprise...
We're talking about pole dancing 

It's like she's flying! It's not a real turn on (this is not stripping, just dancing with pole) but it's just too amazing! Using just one hand or leg or just going like a... I don't know, some flying object, is so... amazing. It takes so goddamn much strength and courage to go upside down etc. I couldn't do any of those moves!

That's not the best one I've seen today (yes I watched them more than just one) but still pretty good. Watch it and be like "wow". 

"Mommy, I wanna be a pole dancer!"

There's nothing else to talk about so this is it. Have a great Friday, I know I will. I guess. I hope. I beg.

24.10.2011

Last weekend


This is from this fashion thing I was in last Saturday. 
I censored them a bit because I looked so stupid and 
it'd have been stupid to add only a picture of my friend.

But they look just like us so it doesn't matter. 

23.10.2011

Dress me, I'm your mannequin

I've been quite busy lately but I thought I could write today about my holiday. There's not much to tell but I've at least something. 

I think this holiday was quite nice: I had some lazy-ass days but also those busy days. Sleepovers and shopping and yesterday I was at fashion trade show (with my friend Cock) or what ever it is. I thought I'd come bag with big paper bags full of stuff but all I brought was earrings and one animal activist book. 

I love my new poodle earrings but there was some other jewels I wanted but "you can't have all". I liked that gate thing and those bunnies and pretty much everything but I thought poodles fit with everything so.. I bought them. I was surprised how light they are! And how expensive they are.. I mean they could be more expensive but for me 14€ is pretty much... Usually my maximum cost for earrings is 5€ but I thought I can buy those because I wasn't going to buy anything else. 


And that book. Well I wanted to buy something from Animalia's (Finnish animal rights society) booth and this looked kinda interesting so I bought it. And I thought it'd look nice in my bookshelf. Animal Liberation in English. 

I wanted to see if there's a word for my "meat eating" habits and there is! 


I'll never learn that... It means a person who doesn't eat meat but can use milk and cheese and eggs and stuff like that. I'll be like that right after I've moved out, I think it's rude to complain to my mom about that because she hates it if someone throws food away, it's like the worst thing in the world. So I'll be a lacto-ovo-vegetarian after I've moved out, yay.

Go to see some more of Kooky Gems, I love them all!

(School tomorrow, nooooo!)   
  

12.10.2011

No one will ever change this animal I have become

I just had to close the door in front of two little kids and I felt pretty awful. They were selling some cookies and candies but we already had those same freaking cookies! They had big heavy bags with them, full of candy and cookies. "Would you like to buy some cookies, Miss?" "Umm... I'll ask my mom" and then my mom said that we just bought cookies from a little girl and we're out of cash. And then I had to tell those guys that we're not going to buy anything and then close the door and I felt horrible. But I know they'll get over it, just like I did when I was selling calendars. 

But maybe next year. 

That's probably it. See ya!

 

9.10.2011

Today's look: John Abruzzi

This guy sure knows how to dress on Sunday

Comfort and cheapness 
are the main words

This is how I created the same look as John did:

White top, 3€
Soft pants, 5€
Old flannel shirt, (it's free!)
 And also a long greasy hair + not-shaved beard gives there something unique. It's kinda like a cherry on top of a pastry. Pretty and yummy. 

Pretty and yummy indeed

Tomorrow may be rainin' but tonight we have the stars

I thought that "star rain" would be something like this but noo... 
As I told you yesterday, we had one of those "cranky days" and I thought it'd go on till next day. But it didn't! Yesterday we had some kinda "star rain" in Finland and it was pretty cool. Lots of shooting stars. But anyway, the whole family came here to watch stars and joke about some... weird stuff. We're weird. Yesterday was kinda like our Christmas: in the morning we jell at each other but when the evening comes we start acting nicely.

"Here you are dear, have some porridge"
"Lol mom, you know I don't eat porridge!"
"Oh you're right, ROFL"

Anyway, it's normal to me (yell and then be like nothing) and that's why it's hard for me to say "I'm sorry" after a big fight. I think it's unnecessary! If someone's very close to me, I count on that I can yell at them without apologize. Of course it depends on the situation but usually I think that they'll get over it.

I may write more later. 


But probably not.

8.10.2011

Cranky Saturday

I was like
"yaay weekend! Good morning sun, good morning birds, good morning Mr. Dead Fly, 
good morning world!"

when I woke up and dressed up and brushed my teeth. 
I thought this'd be a very cool and nice and warm day. 

But then I noticed that everybody else were grumpy.
And then I was like

"I wanna go back to bed, this whole motherfucking day
SUCKS"

Now the whole house is quiet, no-one is talking and I think this day crawled 
out of God's ass. 

Fuckfuckfuckfuck. 


And the most annoying thing was that when I shouted

"Oh your God, I learned how to count this
Goddamn math!"

No-one told me "well done". 

So:
Suck my ass weekend, 

suck

my

ass.

7.10.2011

I know you had a long day baby

I just had one of the longest and most annoying day for a while. I should have wrote about this day on TSIFH(blog) but I'm too lazy to go there. I feel like I could spent rest of the day here, writing this blog. And maybe I will.



It's Friday, Friday
Gonna be at home on Friday
Everybody's out and having fun
And I'm crying, crying 

Crying, crying (yeah)
Swearing, swearing (f*ck)
Crap, crap, crap, crap
Hating this motherf*cking day

I started to sing this annoying motherfucking song in my head and thought I could make better lyrics for today. And if it's unclear Friday is Rebecca Black's song. But those lyrics are mine, not hers. 

Maybe I could tell what is so annoying about this day. It all began at 9:00 am when school starts. We had math. That's a qualified reason to get pissed off because I'm not very good at it. Then, after few hours, we got our school period reports (?? I have no idea how to translate it) that we get after every... period (few weeks). Anyway, it wasn't that good as I wanted and, the most annoying part, my music grade was missing. 


ARGH

It's not that bad if there's some grade missing because we can go to talk with our teacher and you'll get that grade on your next "school period report". Usually. But noooo! I told about this missing grade for my teacher but I still didn't get it 
I was tired and I thought we were done with this thing so that's why I'm so freaking annoyed. Goddamn it. I need that motherfucking grade because it's a requisite course

Anyway... I got even more annoyed during the day: there was this one guy who was interrupting me all the time, and this other guy who was drumming annoyingly. I'm glad I got home at 14:00. Very glad. And we had chocolate. Ah. 

And these shoes saved my day <3 I got them yesterday and they're my favorite shoes now, they fit so well for me. I mean there isn't too much heel and I didn't get any vesicles of stuff. Perfect shoes. 

That photo isn't very good, I noticed that there's some weird strings and so.. but anyway, you got the point. 

And I got this shirt too yesterday, I liked it because it was cheap and that bunny looked so stupid. 

I love shopping, I wish I could do it endlessly. But I can't. Fuck that. 

I guess I had something else to talk about...

Eh never mind, I forgot. 

Maybe I should go to Omegle. 
(never talk with strangers) 

You: are you a banana?
Stranger: banana?
You: yes, banana
Stranger: ? i am a person
You: hey wow, that's cool
Stranger: ;;what is cool?;;
You: that you're a person, not a banana
Stranger: what is banana?
Stranger: ex?
You: a fruit? yellow fruit that apes eat
Stranger: oh i see


Stranger: Hey asl
You: 67 male from UK
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

I know it's wrong to lie but I wanted to try this. People can be so cruel... 
















and where the hell is my grade




  

6.10.2011

I've been gone for a while But I'm back with a

new video I found from the YouTube! I heard Lana Del Rey first time few days ago and here's one of her songs

I know the video isn't ... the best video in the world but I like this song a lot. At the moment at least.

I haven't been writing for a while because... well, let's face it, I'm a lazy ass. And there's nothing special to tell about...

except today! 

naa-haa, just kidding, there's nothing special but I'll write anyway.

Well. We had the first dance practices two days ago and it.. went better than I expected. Which is good. It was fun but I got red and sweaty, which is not good. But it was fun in the beginning! My shoes were so nice at first but then I got a vesicle (never, never Google the word vesicle) and my ankles are still hurt. But: it was fun. 

Today we had lot of fun. It was the "lamprey-day" (that's what we call it). It means that we (second graders in high school) tease beginners. Not much but... still. Our theme was The Smurfs and I think it was fun: We painted their faces blue and pulled some diapers on their heads. Was nice. Felt good. Really good. 




I <3 MY SMURF
....

BAKED. 

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