Showing posts with label I dream of genie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I dream of genie. Show all posts

Thursday, August 18, 2011

J gets Boyfriend of the Week.

So, I'm still alive.

This picture was added because my boobs look incredible. Although my hair does not

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I feel like it's been ages since I've updated, so I apologize for that. Things have been reaaally hectic for a bunch of reasons I've probably already mentioned in here. I'm trying to figure out if you can donate organs for money beforehand, because that's how I'm living right now. But alas, this too shall pass.
*sigh*

I think this week has been a stressful week for a lot of people, judging from some of you guys' (spelling?) blogs that I've been ghost stalking.

Shoutout to the things this week that have successfully turned my frown upside down:

• An ever-patient boyfriend that can deal with my sporadic emotionally outburst. J get's the Boyfriend Of The Week award again. He's currently the only candidate and competitor, but that's besides the point.

• A lot of people around me have been getting good news so I'm hoping that some of that karmic goodness rubs off on me if I keep hanging around them. I'm ready to bathe in some good news.

• According to some girl who came into my (temporary) job with serious wrist issues, Red Mango has rainbow sprinkles. If you don't already know, I love all things colorful and particularly love sprinkles. 'Nuff said.

• Yet another small thing that made my day. . .

IT'S BACK IN STOCK! & I own it.


And I'm making a big deal about it because I need to hold tightly to the small flecks of happiness that I have in my life. Phew.


I'll be moving over officially to Astoria this Saturday.


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

If I could go anywhere. . .

Six Places!
Just six? :\

Spain
OMG, this would be my number one. My ace of all vacations. I have a real sick obsession with Spain and all things Spanish. Beautiful language (real Spanish, not the Spanglish I know), culture, lifestyle, architecture. . .*drools*.

Disney World
Would you believe I've never been there? My bf claims he's taking me one day and I'm patiently waiting. I don't care if I'm well into my 30s when it happens. It's happening.

Pembroke Pines, Florida
I chose this place because that's where my best friend and grandmother live, and I miss them terribly. This place is always a great vacation.

The Ville
This might be bending the rules but if I could time warp to a place/time, I'd like to go back to when my grandparents lived in the above house. I had such insignificant concerns in life. Life was gooood.

Jamaica
The above picture of me lookin' real country is when I went there when I was a little one, and I went again when I was like 12. And again at 17. I obviously wanna go again because it's been a while.
Australia
Just 'cuz.

Honorable Mentions:
Dominican Republic
California - On a roadtrip!
Aruba

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Love child.

I'm not sure how myself and Dudeguy are gunna make this happen but I'm gunna need for my child to come out looking almost exactly or damn close to Willow Smith. . .


She is NINE years of age. That's too much flyyness for someone of that height to have. It's cute because she's little.

That is all.