You Suck, Loser.

That would be the name of my childrens' book if I write one (even if it's about a little girl that dreams she visits a magical world where there are unicorns and candy trees and singing daisies and then she wakes up and finds that it was all a reality). I'll dedicate it to Jordan Singer.

I smell really good. Like REALLY good. I think I smell better when I wear mens' cologne and stuff. So I do. Thank you Old Spice and Hollister.

My cat is bugging the bejeezes out of me. I try to love her all day and she looks like she wants to kill me. Now I don't even want her near me and she's all up on me and in my face. Freakin' Goober (yah, that's really her name).

Why do people feel the need to creep upon me? Seriously. Not to be rude, but I'm out of their league. Or I'm not even in an appropriate age range for them. OR, ya know, I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! Eighty-eight year old guy in a nursing home. Thirty-something year old guy who comes into work. I don't even understand that one... This guy, Roger, comes in and "flirts" (or what he thinks is flirting) with me. Not okay. Not only is he weird, but he has no idea how old I am. I look 14. Seriously, dude: That's illegal. And there are the kids who ARE actually 14. Yeh, THAT's gonna happen...
Then there's the kid that I haven't talked to since 9th grade. P.S. Kid, my boyfriend is awesome. Thanks for asking.

Let's skip the holiday festivities this year. I got carolling out of my system for another year. I don't really want to do the presents thing. I don't want to do the huge feast thing. The only other thing that I want to do is go to my sister's church Christmas Pageant. Then it's time to start dying eggs.

So, if I haven't told you [excitedly], I have an audition on the 7th for Disney. It's for princess/fairy/character look-alikes. Superpsyched for that :)!!

What was the point of this post? Nothing. Just felt like telling you random things I've been thinking about lately.