'Bout Time

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Kill me

Rummaging through old award's videos (you know, when they used to be decent), I found this and remember how excited I was to watch it. Now you can judge me.

Finally...

A movie worth going to see.

"We're going to die..we are all going to die"

If you don't know what movie that's from, don't talk to me. Just kidding. In conversation with a friend the other night, the topic of a "Bucket List" came about. Kind of morbid, but life is short kids and you never know when its going to be that time for the lawd to come and kidnap you. I'm so postive and full of joy, I know. Some of you, well actually none of you, are aware that at the top of my list of fears is death. I'm not a big fan of not knowing when, how or what will happen, so I've never really thought about this whole "Bucket List" thing (btw that was one of the saddest movies ever. Really). So, I took some time to think about it and compiled everyone's favorite thing, a list, of things I'd like to do before I check out. Here goes:

1) Swim with dolphins....but first learn how to swim-while I don't really find it neccessary to learn how to swim, I figure learning wouldn't hurt. Plus, I felt like kind of an ass when I was in Capri and my family was all jumping off the boat and swimming in the ocean and there I was holding on to the side. Fun times.

2)Master Italian and learn how to speak Portuguese- I spent a few weeks in Italy back in college and picked up the language pretty well, but I would like to able to not put a "uh..." in between sentences. Will I use these languages often? No. But, wouldn't hurt to learn. Also, you never know when I'll run into Cristiano Ronaldo. How am I supposed to kick it to him if I can't speak his language? I mean, really.

3) See Lebron James in action..don't judge me- Contrary to popular belief, I've been a Lebron fan since he was a young tyke trying to get drafted by every team under the sun. I've never seen the dude play live and would love to do so before he pulls a Omar Epps in "Love & Basketball". Sorry bud, its bound to happen.

4)Take a trip to Portugal...and Greece...and Croatia..and the south of France..and Spain...and Brazil.and New Orleans.....and Costa Rica....- and I best start saving my money.

5)Live on my own...roommate not included-While I do consider myself to be pretty independant, I don't know what its like to be completely on my own and would like to learn. While some of you think itd be pretty lonely to live alone, I would love to come home and hear.....silence. Silence is nice sometimes people.

6) Learn how to be less shy, learn that its okay to be angry at people, and learn how to say nooooooo to people- while I'm a pretty tough cookie when it comes to strangers, I can be kind of a pushover when it comes to friends, acquaintances and dudes aaaaand I need to learn how to fix this.

And last, but not least....

7) Go on "The Amazing Race" and "Wheel of Fortune"...seriously- I told someone once that I wanted to go on "The Amazing Race" and they replied "all jokes aside??" I know, me literally running around the world, and on tv at that, is a hard concept to grasp, but I want to do it! Anyone want to join me, please holla. As for the second, I mean, who doesn't want to go on that show?

That's it. That's my list. I'm sure ill add some things over time and will hopefully get to complete some or all before....you know.
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It was all a dream....

There are some people who remember every dream they have and I am not one of those people. In fact, I barely ever remember any of them and when I do remember, it is the most random, odd things. For example, a few weeks ago I had a dream that I was playing Dominoes with Pee-Herman. Yes.
While that obviously meant nothing, some do believe that many of your dreams are some sort of insight to your feelings or things going on in your life. Bla, bla. Well for those of you who are into this crap, help a sista out and make me a believer.
Long story short: for the past few nights I've been having dreams with the same two people in different scenarios. One of the parties, I sporadically speak to, the other, I haven't spoken to in months and in the words of Forest Gump "that's all I have to say about that". The reason that I am looking for some kind of explanation is because this has all got me trippin and trippin just really aint my style. Unless its physically tripping, then yes, I do that all the time and its def part of my style.
So, if any of you feel as if you are dream experts and can help me out, I shall go into more detail, otherwise the rest of you can just miiiind ya bizness, that's all. Ah, I love ya kids.
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Either Love Me or Leave Me Alone

Was having a conversation with a friend yesterday afternoon and the convo steered towards boy talk. I told her my most recent man dilemma and she says "We have to figure out why you can't a guy. You're pretty, you have a good personality, we have to figure it out" Naturally, I burst out laughing because she made it sound like we were trying to figure out a way to attain peace in the middle east. This lead me to really think about what the issues with myself may be that makes me like a disease (thanks Molly Ringwald for that line). Here's what I've come up with:

1) If there was a town called Shyville, I'd be the mayor- I am one of the shyest people you'll ever meet. I don't like being the center of attention and it takes me quite some time to warm up to people. Especially dudes. I have no problem talking to dudes via social networks, text, whatever but when it comes to being around them in person for the first time or even first few times, some kind of evil force comes over me that turns me into Awkward Alice. This leads into.....
2) Me having zero game. Zero, zilch, none.-Those of you who know me, especially if you've dated me, know that I fail in the flirting department. My way of flirting is similar to that of that kid in 2nd grade who used to pull your pony tail because he liked you. I tease guys, joke around with them and if am comfortable, just act like a plain ol' r'tard. Does it work? Sometimes, but obviously more often no then yes. This leads into....
3) Me falling rapidly into the "Friend" Zone-I have been told many times that I'm like a dude. While I do consider myself quite girly in some aspects( nails dun, hair dun, everything did) I can be quite the un-girl. I'd rather have wings than a salad for lunch, I laugh during horror flicks as opposed to being scared, my ghetto hand goes up in the air when Rick Ross plays in a club, I drop the F bomb more often than I should, I don't cringe at dirty jokes, when it comes to relationships I'm often the one who needs the space, am not clingy and I'd rather a dude buy me a DVD than flowers. Apparently, this pushes me into the "she's one of the dudes" category, which I think is okay, but others think not. This leads into....
4) Either love me or leave me alone. I could use to be a little more flirtatious and aggressive when it comes down to wooing the opposite sex, I'll admit and I'm slooooooooooooooooowly but unsurely trying, but at the end of the day, ya gotta either love me or leave me alone.( If you haven't notice that is my favorite Jay-Z song of all time). My friend's bf may have said it best: "you know when you start to dance with someone and its weird at first because you're both trying to sync with each other and sometimes it just doesn't work? You need to find that person who's automatically gonna sync with your stupid ass and get it".
El em ef a O. Man's a genius.
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Why Sweet Jesus? Whyyyyyy?

Yes, that is the question. No matter where I go I find that strangers are always talking to me. On the train, in Target, gas stations, everywhere. Whether it is to ask for directions or just talk about the weather, never fails, some freak is gonna start talking to me. Why? I'm not sure.
I don't think I look particularly friendly and try to look as bored and mean as possible in order to avoid this yet, it still happens.
Example:
Saturday night, it was around 3 am, walk into CV and head straight to the bar. As soon as we get to the bar some dude starts talking to my friend, dancing with her, we give her the thumbs up of approval and let her be. A few minutes later dude taps me on the shoulder and asks the "what's your ethnicity?" question. I tell him, he then goes on to tell me he's from Ohio and wanted to know if he could ask me a few questions for the paper he was writing. Yes, let's sit down and have an interview in the middle of a club with "Tootsie Roll" playing in the background. -_- Sadly, I think he may have really been writing a paper, but, my song came on so it was just not the time.
I'm really convinced that I have some kind of sign on my head that says "Everyone except cute dudes talk to me. Now". Gonna call Harvard and see if any of their students want to use me as an experiment and figure this mystery out.
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