Too Many Shirts For Me To Handle

My head is just spinning! I’ve been looking ahead to our shopping trip tomorrow, I went on Vanity, Charlotte Russe, JCPenney, Pink, and Express yesterday was successful at finding different shirts. I never seem to look for pants online. It’s strange really, but then I know why because I don’t normally wear jeans anymore and most stores don’t sell my kind of pants. Even though, Pink has yoga pants so those actually work with me. The other pants are usually too long in the length for my legs, which sometimes we can get my nana to shorten them. Or it’s usually my waist that is the problem. Mom will put them up to me and say, “they might fit.” Bring them home, and I can’t breathe. They usually get turned into Emily’s pants. She makes everything look good.

I was looking up shirts on Hot Topic a while ago. Hoping to find some good shirts to get. I had in my head that I wanted another Paramore and I wanted my first Five Finger Death Punch shirt. Found both of those instantly. I told myself maybe you should keep looking to see what else you find. I found a lot of shirts my sister would love, like Drake, Lil Wayne, and Nicki Minaj shirts. I also found a lot of Metallica shirts, which got me thinking, I wonder if they have any Motley Crue shirts? Dumb brain, I instantly thought afterwards. Then I found a Guns N Roses shirt and I was just, “ok, we’re moving in the right direction.” Then my world got a little more exciting when I found a Backstreet Boys shirt. I could have just stopped right there, but no. I kept going on. Next page, I found a Motley Crue shirt. It’s very tempting!

Now I’m at a dilemma. I have about four shirts I actually want, but there is one shirt that I can’t find at Hot Topic or on Amazon. Which sucks I got to say! I really want this Sixx:A.M. technically if you really want to get into it, I don’t care about the other shirts I just want this shirt. Badly! So my luck, I probably won’t buy anything at the mall and just buy this freaking shirt online, but hey! Maybe I can get a DJ Ashba shirt too. This is how my mind works, finding ways to get out of certain things and saving up to get something else. This shall be interesting!

Fun Times As A Child

My friend Ashlyn, she is such a sweetie, she asked me on Twitter what my friends and I use to do when we were kids. Which is interesting, I have not thought about for a while. I do miss hanging out with friends, but I think what I miss the most is the whole slumber parties I use to have when I was younger. Birthday parties were pretty interesting too. When I was in 1st grade, I had a birthday party at our house, back then it was one of those things were if you were going to have a party, you had to invite everybody. I don’t remember who made up that rule, because I remember that party being really crazy. We had 11 kids in that house and there were boys being boys, my sister and I had this princess paper house that our dad put up for us and one of the boys put their foot through it. My sister and I were not very happy about that since we thought that was our club house in that big playroom we had. I also remember my dad flipping his eyelids back and my head was on the floor at my feet and my friend Victoria comforting me, I was so embarrassed by what he did, but the boys thought it was awesome!

In the next house we lived at was what I like to call the legendary house where I had the most slumber parties. When we were living there it was fun, I was still in grade school when we lived there. Nobody was out of that stage where slumber parties were uncool. One time, I had over I think five girls and no boys. We learned from the last time. We didn’t go too crazy, but I do remember jumping on the bed and listening to a lot of Britney Spears and Backstreet Boys. The second time that I can remember, I had over my cousin, our neighbor’s daughter who, my sister and I enjoyed to be around a lot, and one of my other friends from school. We decided to make tents to sleep under. Apparently, I wanted to act like a snobby birthday girl and bossed them around. I feel bad-looking back now on how I acted, thank god I changed after that.

Besides my parties that I held, I went to my friend’s parties too. However, while I was in grade school I never went to slumber party and stayed over til the next day. My friend Haley and I use to sleep over at each other’s houses all the time. We were inseparable and nutty! I remember the first sleep over I was invited to, Haley had a birthday and had about nine girls over maybe and we were all sleeping on the floor and I freaked! I just couldn’t sleep and I wanted to go home. So Haley’s mom called my mom and I went home and slept in my own bed. I didn’t sleep over at another sleep over until I was in middle school. That time, I went to my friend Brittney’s party at the skate park in Vincennes, I think and it was so much fun. We got to take a stroller because we didn’t have anything to bring my wheelchair, so they were my way of being mobile. I loved being in it, I couldn’t use the seatbelt because apparently I was too fat to even get the damn thing wrapped around me. So falling out of it was normal. I was always ready for round two afterwards.

Thankfully, while I was with Brittney’s family I didn’t fall out and we left there to go back to her dad’s house and spent the night there. I actually fell asleep before anyone else did. I have a history of doing that often. Besides these parties, there was one person that would invite to every party they had for his birthday. My first guy friend Zack lived by my nana’s house was around the house talking to my family and I. He always invited me to his birthday parties, and since his birthday was like five days before Halloween, Teepeeing was the “fun” thing the guys always did. They would leave for 20 minutes and go walking around with rolls of toilet paper. Those were the days! I never joined in, because I knew I could kick but I can’t throw so it was a “why bother” situation to me. I stayed behind and talked to his mom and sister. I always loved going to his parties, because he was the only guy to ever invite me over. He was my bud, he kind of had to.

Small Idea, Big Gift

Even though Christmas is over, I keep getting Christmas miracles. My small idea of sending Christmas cards half around the world seemed like a hard thing to wrap your head around. Especially if you’re somebody in my family. I’m sure certain ones didn’t want me to send cards out to different countries, but I thought why not? I sent out a total of 22 cards altogether. Seven went overseas. I trusted in God and hoped they’d all arrive to the right people, not necessary at the right time. To me, as long as they got to them I was fine. That’s all I was worried about. If they didn’t go to the person I’d be a wreck and depressed at myself. However, if it did end up like that it would be out of my hands until somebody nice was to send it back to me.

Not only did I sent out seven to people overseas I also sent out a few here in the states. Planning on this was difficult, I have over 100 people that I talk to on Twitter, and I knew not everybody was going to get a card from me. Which I was upset about because I would have love to send one to everybody, but I couldn’t. I’m sorry for the ones who didn’t get one this year, maybe next year. I thought about only sending cards to the ones I talk to the most. Surprisingly, that was an easy list to make. I had to separate everybody up and hope to God some would at least understand why I wanted to do this and lend out their addresses to me. I only had two who didn’t give out their addresses, so I had to do something special for them. I took two pictures of cards I had and uploaded them onto Facebook, and Picniked them for these two people. They loved them!

When I first announced this idea to all my friends, when I asked for addresses, some wanted mine before I send out their’s. I knew about three I was going to get back. At first, I was happy, but worried since two were coming in from overseas, so that was going to make them worry, if their card that they sent out for me was going to arrive. I resured them that it didn’t matter if it arrived on time, it was the thought that counts. It was also very cool to hear how some have NEVER gotten a card from the US. Which that made me all excited! Because I had never gotten a card from Germany, United Kingdom, and Srebia. In the US, it’s kind of normal to get cards from other states, but when it’s countries like them, you’re stunned by what a small idea can do to you. I’m very blessed by the friends I have. I loved making these cards, giving them out, and recieving ones from everywhere. Makes my life less complicated for me to understand.

Movie Review: Colombiana

Finally! After five months I get to watch this movie. It was featured in one of my August posts, “Top 5 Movies I Want To See” I think it was called. When I saw the preview for it being released onto DVD/Blu Ray last week, I literally put it on my Christmas List. Well I put it on my online list, and I didn’t get it for Christmas. However, waiting four days after Christmas isn’t so bad especially since I waited five months to see, four days is a piece of cake. Anyways, I love bad ass movies with bad ass women in them. I am a big fan of Zoe Saldana, so I knew I’d like this movie either way.

This movie was interesting. To me, it was like “Takers” which ironically has Zoe in it as well. Except in that movie, she plays this sweet girl and her fiancee is the one who is the bad ass. He doesn’t really kill people though. In this movie, she was the bad ass. I don’t know what it is, but when girls “play” with guns or anything very dangerous is very hot. Cataleyna (Zoe Saldana) was very powerful and sneaky. She was also very fast, there were parts in the movie where I held my breath because there’s some close calls. Even when the younger Cataleyna was powerful. I kept thinking she was Willow Smith though, and I just looked up the cast and it isn’t. That’s ok though, the girl was still great!

If I saw my parents/family gunned down and have something they wanted. The people who killed them, if I wasn’t handicapped I’d probably attempt to kick some ass too. Something that the police officer when they were trying to find out who killed that guy in the beginning, he said, “it can’t be a woman.” Well, obviously he’s never watched Snapped. She was skinny as hell, and known what she was doing and as a viewer I was laughing inside when he found out he was wrong. Something I didn’t get was the title of the movie. “Colombiana” when I was first seeing the previews for it I thought her was that and when I first started hearing everybody calling her “Cataleyna” I got confused. I’m guessing, they titled it that because it takes place in Colombia? It doesn’t make sense. Anyways, if you love action-girls-with-guns this your kind of movie.

Talks With God

I’m the last person that wants to get all religious on my blog. I know everybody has their own ways to believe in him. Different religions, some I think are really cool and some I think are just weird, but I’m not going to get into that. For the ones who don’t necessary believe in God, I have nothing against you. So with all this out-of-the-way. Let’s get into it.

Every night around 10 or 11pm I pray. I have this routine at night, I can’t pray when I have music on because I have a pretty big list of people and I get lost with music on. I feel bad everytime I forget somebody and there have been times in the middle of the night where I will remember who I forgot and will just pray for them right there and then. In my prayer list, everybody in a category. I’m not even kidding. I only did it that way so my brain wouldn’t get lost and would remember everybody that way. I pray for countries that are not doing well, soldiers and their families, homeless people and their families, animals everywhere (meaning in dangerous situations), people and children being abused, raped, trackiffied, and abducted. That’s on the top right corner of my brain and so on.

I’m debating into talking about my whole prayer list because I’d not like for God to be mad at me for posting my list onto the world. I mostly pray for anybody who needs him. Something I do at night is I leave myself for last. I don’t like asking God to necessarily take care of me. I know there are more people out in the world that need him more than I do. As much as different people might disagree with that, I’m always thinking of others before myself. I hate making people guilty about themselves and anytime I do something stupid to people, I pray for them and not for me. I’m the stupid idiot who started it, why do I need to be prayed for? I don’t really want others praying for me either. There are more people out in the world who have worst things going on in their lives than me. So why bother?

I put everybody first. I hate everytime I do something stupid we all do. I pray to God that I hope he watches over them. That’s it. I don’t pray for forgiveness, because sometimes I don’t think I deserve it. In my conversations with God, I tend to ask questions. Like, why does this happen to that family? The little girl from Indiana, she went missing on Christmas Eve, I believe. They found her dismembered body in a family “friends” house. Why would anybody do that to a little girl, especially so close to holidays? It makes me angry and sad at the same time. Because you can’t change it, she’s with God now and watching over her family and friends. Not going to lie, since I heard about her, I’ve thought about my own funeral. If I was to die, I wouldn’t want people crying for me. I’d rather it be a funny gathering. I would rather it be a happy thing than anything else. I would feel horrible if they were grieving for me. I’ve lived an interesting life of ups and downs. For the most part, it’s been fun. I’m learning my way around certain things. I also think there should be a Just Dance party afterwards, but that’s me for you! I think people should enjoy themselves. Celebrating the life I had. Did I just summon death? God, if you’re reading this, I just kidding!

How Can You Not Remember This?

It was either Christmas morning or Christmas Eve that I caught myself watching this movie. I’m from the 90s and this was one of the movies that we had from the start, and got every one until we started growing out of them. I say “we” but my sister DOES NOT remember this show. How can you possibly not remember this movie? I’m 20 years old and I still know the series and characters. I saw this picture on Tumblr and I didn’t have to think twice, I reblogged it as fast as I could. I really didn’t care if my followers we’re laughing behind the screen. I loved this movie to pieces!

I do remember after getting into these movies, I loved everything Dinosaurs, well maybe not everything. Certain people thought, “well if she likes ‘Land Before Time’ she’ll like Jurassic Park.” Not even close. I was never into horror movies, and I may know why. The first time I watched that movie, I literally thought the T-Rex was going to eat me. I was young, I didn’t know it was fake, I just thought it was going to come out of the TV and eat me. I seriously remember running away from the TV screen and crying in my room. If you’re wondering if I’ll ever watch it now, I would say no. That’s just me though. This is what I do with The Vampire Diaries too, I won’t watch horror movies, but I have no problem with watching that.

Dirty Dancing


I have fallen in love again! No, not with a real person. I’m done with falling in love with somebody and getting hurt somewhere in the process, I just finished watching Dirty Dancing. I don’t really remember who got me interested in this movie, but I think my mom did because they were smart! I don’t hate everything that was made in the 80’s. Besides “Purple Rain” and this, I’m good. Everything else just got lost. This movie will NEVER get old. Anytime it would come on different TV channels, I’d get comfortable in my bed and watch it with the same amazement I had when I first watched it. That same envy I had of Penny and Baby dancing so seductive, yes I said that word. Johnny (Patrick Swayze) looking so handsome and buffed. I think that’s how I started liking arms, especially shoulders. Anyways, these three people were my favorites and I wished to be like them. But you got to understand, when I watched this I had a whole list of people on this list I wished to be like one day.

I watched Jennifer Grey on Dancing With The Stars, that whole season my mom and I had the same winners. Since then, we haven’t been able to agree of who should win each season. So far, I’ve lost two seasons. Both of my favorites were runner-ups. Anyways, I watched her dance with Derek Hough and envied her once again. Not the fact she was dancing/partnered with one of the best looking male dancers on the show, but she could still dance at her age. She and Derek did their freestyle dance for the finale to one of the songs in the movie, I can’t remember what the song was called, but the reason why she didn’t play “(I’ve Had) The Time Of My Life” was because it was a such a special dance to do Patrick that she didn’t want to change it. She ended up winning that season with Derek. That’s reason number two of why this movie will never get old.