Wednesday, April 20, 2011




Every time I look at facebook I think, "Could this get any more depressing?" Everyone is either depressed about something, and feels the need to share, and others... well more are just obnoxious. I can't stand it when someone puts something really vague on thier status like "I hope I can make it through this tough time that may change my life forever." Then they say nothing else about it. It's like, if you don't want us to know what the hard time is, don't tell me about it in the first place. I am all for privacy, but that's like saying "I have a really awesome secret... but I'm not going to tell you." Then you can't even ask because you feel like you're being nosy. THEN, to make it worse, there are all the comments from the people who knows what's going on, and they are giving advice and it makes no sense because you don't know what's happening. Yeah. That's why I hate facebook. And because I don't really talk to anyone on there anyway.

Stupid Cars.
The only car that is more stupid looking than those box cars, are PT Cruisers. Seriously. The only people who drive those are A) Going through a midlife crisis... 10 years ago, B) Unfortunate enough to have their parents' hand-me-down midlife crisis car or C) Kidding themselves.



(Oh yeah, the sun rays make all the difference.)

Studying.
When I think about studying, I think about a slow and painful process of looking over terms, vocabulary, and names I will never hear again. But then I think- it doesn't have to be that way. It can be fun, like a roller-coaster. Then I think, "Nope, nothing is as fun as a roller-coaster. Studying stinks."

Universal.
I think that if Universal remotes really existed, there would be a whole lot less remotes in everyone's houses. They always advertise for universal remotes, but are they really? If they were, they would work on all or your devices, which I think is the point, but here's mine: I've never been to a house with only one remote. We have 2, which I believe is the least amount we've ever had for a TV since the DVD player was dumped on our doorsteps like a hot sack of... rocks back in the single digits... of the 21st century. COME ON. It's 2011. I should think that after all these years, we could at least have a remote that adapted to all devices. I also think there should be a way to have a remote work from anywhere in the room. (I actually have a plan for that, it just isn't in motion yet since I know nothing about electronics.) I feel like I have to stand up and do a special remote dance every time I want to change the volume. Sheesh. What's the world coming to?

I have the best ice-cream idea ever. It will be bunny tracks ice-cream with an added ingredient- marshmallow cream. I'll call it "Rabbid Bunny Tracks".
Oh man. I want a bunny so bad I could cry. And a kitten. But I don't think I should get both at once.

There is this group here in Denton called the "KDB", not to be confused with the KGB, which I hear isn't great. KDB stands for "Keep Denton Beautiful". I bought one of thier water bottles for 2 reasons. First, it was only a dollar, and hello, I love waterbottles. This one even had a pop top, so I didn't have to unscrew the lid. It's pretty cool. Secondly, it has the "KDB" logo on it, with the phrase "Rinse, Reuse, Repeat" on it. You see, it says to people who see me "She's into keeping our community green." But then it doesn't hold me to the too high standard of being green outside our city. Awesome. Then something aweful happened. It went through the dishwasher and the bottom totally melted. It's still usable but it can't stand up anymore. Guess what can though? A disposable water bottle.

Now, onto my favorite subject. TV... and making fun of most of it.

7th Heaven.
I think the WB president had a little extra cash, called a meeting and said "I think we should try an experiment. Let's get a whole bunch of the worst actors and actresses and make a T.V. show out of it. Oh, and also, let's let a group of highschool drama teachers to write the script. Yeah, let's call it '7th Heaven'."
Oh and then he said "And let's throw in a kid who looks like she was born in Mexico to add to the mystery of the extremely white family." I honestly don't know how that stayed on for so many years. I'm pretty sure some of the co-stars were pulled off the street and told "all you have to do is read the cue card."

Now, let's talk about good T.V. Chuck. My new favorite show that stars adults. "Big Time Rush." My new favorite show that stars teenagers... who are actually in thier early 20's. Both of these shows are awesome, and yet so different that it's like comparing apples and oranges... or a Nickelodeon show to a show on a major network. Big Time Rush, or as some call them, BTR, has a target audience of... tweens. I am more or a tween 20 and 22. I know, maybe I should be watching more mature shows, but honestly it makes me crack up every time. I love it. "Chuck", or as some call it... "Chuck", also makes me laugh every time and is a good answer for a 21 years old to have when asked what her favorite TV show is. Kelsey even made me a "Nerd Herd" logo out of vinyl on her special cutting machine for my computer. It was my idea, but Kelsey did a factastic job of making it, which I couldn't figure out how to do.
Speaking of "Chuck". My sister Deon, "Holla Atcha" has very good taste. It is pretty incredible. When Deon says, I think you should watch this show, or read this book, it's almost without fail that I love it. She was the one who told me to watch "Chuck", "Big Time Rush", and so many other things.

Speaking of Deon, I mean "Chuck". I have decided to start carrying a knife in my boot. Eventually I'll get a real spy knife, but for now I think I'm going to just use a kitchen knife ducktaped to the side of my sandal. I'm gonna need to find a knife holder thing all those spies have. Do you think spy shops are hard to find? I think that in order to be legit, like for real spies, they should be. I can't just go to one in the mall, then everyone would know. I'm gonna have to start going down dark allies and on the roofs of tall buildings. I'll probably find some kind of contact there. I wonder if they have shopping carts at spy shops. If you think about it, a spy may be able to carry everything consealed in thier clothes and shoes to a swanky party, but with all the packaging in the store, that would be a nightmare to carry around.


When I become rich and famous, I am going to start a reality show about me. It will be called "Harsh Reality". It'll be ironic though because real reality is actually boring... especially mine.