lusty banana

My husband, the Amazon Kindle was given away on Oprah today as her fucking free gift. Fucking husband is a whore.

No, I'm just jealous that I couldn't get my hands on the e-book, see my books wirelessly transmitted onto the simple screen! Without the Kindle I cannot travel easily!

But why, why wasn't I in Chicago on the Oprah set? WHY, Why wasn't I? I can answer this: I wouldn't see Oprah unless I could get the Kindle FOR FREE.

Anyone have three hundred dollars I could have?

/cry


Regards,
Carly

a little bit of sugar

I am watching High School Musical 2 right now, like at this moment Troy is all lovey dovey and so adorable, and full of teen worries. I for one cannot, CANNOT wait for HSM3: Senior Year to come out tomorrow it's going to be absolutely amazing. As much as I love the singing and dancing I am not going to brace myself for the crowds of children, tweens, teen and even adults just to see it...I know, you're shocked. Perhaps Saturday or Sunday.

More blogs will come soon, I've just been far too busy. I took on too many things and have exhausted myself. Right now I am thinking of taking a nap but Anthony is in Rochester and I want to talk to him without seeming drugged up (you know that feeling you get when you first wake up?)

NA NA NA. YEAH. YOU ARE THE MUSIC IN ME.

P.S. Forgot to mention that the HSM2 is a sing-a-long one, though compulsively I don't need the words. I already know everything, EVERYTHING. Be jealous fools.

The harmony to your melody,
Carly

3-2-1 Strategy

Ohmygod. I need to stop waiting till the last minute to do school work, it's pure stupidity. Someone slap me.

P.S. I need new books to read!


Your migraine having doll,
Carly

adorationcarly!

I'm tired, I'm too tired, I'm like dead tired that if I didn't have my eyes glued to the computer screen then I may just pass out. Okay, no I am not that tired but it sure feels like it.

I feel like a lot of things: tired, wanting to play with sparklers, reading tons, subscribing to a hundred magazines, sleeping, wearing randon things from my closest in order to create a new look, play in snow while wearing a cute scarf, eat cake (let them eat cake!), talking to Anthony, and that may sum up my ambitions for the next day. Too bad IT WON'T SNOW TOMORROW.


Sleep is good,
Carly

edit* The polar bear is sleeping and in snow, never in my life have I been so envious.

arg

Before the summer of '08 I had bought a journal, one that was recycled! Recycled, I say! Good for the enivornment! I kept up with it for a good month, and after that I realized that it was aimlessly left behind in the past while I continued on. Why is this? Well if I knew perhaps my journal wouldn't be so lonely. It's on my desk with two Harry Potter collector wands, a disney snowglobe, nailpolish, and candles. Not lively company! Poor journal.

Thusly, the transition from forgotten journal to this blog. Now, from the past week (Oh how long I have been on this blog) I noticed I like to blog continous on one day, forget about and state random thoughts or just plainly something to take up space! WHY MUST I DO THIS? I need to be informal, let out my feelings on the keyboard! Express myself, just like I promised myself I would do with the journal!

I HAVE GOT A PLAN. It's like candy, so tempting, so delicous, and yet rarely touched because sugar causes zits in some cases. I will write in my journal! My english teacher actually proposed a usual proposition, that if I told you I would have to kill you with those Harry Potter collective wands! My blog, this blog, the one you are reading (or not, I don't expect this to really get read immensly) will be a place for me to express myself when I feel like it...which would be frequently.

As I lay on my bed, sick because of two of my best friends, I listen to UK band The Automatic and ponder. Yes, I ponder! Teen angst is living and breathing within, and I am getting very hyped up about a blog post. My room is a wreck, I have clean (clean!) laundry on my bed and I am far too lazy to actually hang it in my closet. Along with the laundry I share my bed with: many, many blankets and pillows, two books, a furry pink robe, cell phone, water bottle, and mint lip gloss.

My floor is a tangled mess with clean and dirty clothes sprawled everywhere, too many books, information pamplets, shoes, a portable ps1, posters, magazines and even more pillows and blankets.

Oh my, I am such a neat freak.


Love,
C to the AR to the LY

i lied to all!

I didn't elaborate on Teen Titans, what a shame. Anyways, I was a fantastic cook this past summer at my grandmother's house I could bake loads of things and create the most fantastic mashed potatoes. And then using my resources, I don't do as a good as of a job. Let's just say I'm very disappointed in myself.

I'm in the mood for a list
(of things that I have been obsessed with the past week)
Song: I Want to Hold Your Hand
Movie: Atonement
Show: Jon and Kate Plus 8
Book: A Hopeless Romantic by Harriet Evans
Magazine: Seveteen and Teen Vouge
Food: Strawberry yogurt
Clothes: Vicky's Jacket, totally becoming jacket buddies
Make-up: Red lip balm (vanilla flavour)
Jewelry: Dangly, crystal colorful earrings that I rarely wear

teen titans, go!

So, I'm one of those people who have obsessions off and on. Teen Titans has been one of those for years now, and it's back full speed and Robin is still just as sweet as before. I newly discovered Starfire is my favorite female character, Lily pointed out that I usually don't like the girls of my men.

More later, people are having too much looking at my screen.

note to self

Chemistry Lab on Thursday, wear closed toe shoes.

girls next door

It's strange how much I love the Girl's Next Door. My mom does too, we both were in shell shock when Holly and Hef broke up .__.

Well anyways, the picture in the about me sidebar thingy mer jig, is me holding the Tot Ghoast from Sonic. It's my new friend, and I haven't yet to name it.

Pretty lame posts. Sorry. Nothing exciting.

messing around

I lied, and I'm over posting for a night. But this is exciting. Peace.

edit - Edwin was the first to pay attention to the blog

reallylazyday

I had one of those I'm-going-to-be-lazy-for-the-hell-of-it-cause-I-can-type-of days where I watched at least five episodes of Gilmore Girls, Raise Your Voice, and Because I Said So. It was glorious, as I put off all school work though it seems to be at least a mountain high: journalism, A+, and lots of studying. Don't you hate the end of nine weeks? All the busy-body tests and last minute make-up work it's just time consuming, hello Rory and Logan are waiting.

Anyways, today I came to a realization that I never talk to my dad (those long "this is what is in my head" father to daughter talks) and once I did today I was too anxious, talked to fast and he kept telling me I was speedy. It didn't go as planned.

Whatever, still going to be lazy. I'm off to read Paper Towns and hopefully watch Atonement.

hai

Random Fact: I get urges. For example, creating this blog or organizing my room.