Hey, classy kids out there,
I've come to the inevitable decision that most of my posts on this blog will not be totally fashion oriented. Why, you ask (but don't really care)? Because, I'm a terribly unfashionable, gross, little creature that will never ever be fashionable because I'm so cheap, lazy, and gross. I described myself as "gross" twice in one sentence. That's how gross I am, I guess.
Anyway, here's a few pictures from the past two weeks! Lots of it are narcissistic shots. MM. LOVE IT. But yeah, I took a buttload of pictures of cats from the adoption day at Petsmart. I'll probably post them later if any of you are interested in pissing yourself from all the adorable-ness. I know I was.
A lot of people do a whats-in-my-purse shot, but all I have in my purse are old mints from restaurants, receipts, hand sanitizer, and boring stuff, so here's a shot of what's in my planner! I got it for four dollars on Amazon because I bought it in April. HA! I usually doodle in it during class. My little sister drew the two doodles on the top left. The monkey lady is supposed to be an accurate depiction of me. My older sister added in the caption about my "meaty nostrils." It's kind of depressing they think I look like an aging Korean man, though I guess I'd have to agree..Some sweet narcissistic shots. I've got the mad myspace angles again. It's the only way this old Korean man face looks presentable. Alllll riiiiiight.
A representation of how disgustingly short I am. I joke with my intern friends that I look like their love child when we're walking around. They all then get extremely uncomfortable and walk away from me. Why does no one want me to be their love child? I am a great love child.My aunt got me this pretty Tara Tarantino cream shadow in "Black Diamond." Have not touched it yet. What a pretty box though!
Lovely picture of my brother making fun of me. So sweet! Even though he'll deny it to the ends of the Earth, I am probably his hero. Yeah, he expresses this fact whenever he says, "You're gross and not funny." Aw yeah. My siblings love me.
I went to a children's arcade with my friends the other day. Fun story: The game behind us is called "Brave Firefighters." The fellow to the left of me (my left, not yours. Obviously! The derp on my right is a chick) said, "Aw man, Torie, we gotta play this. You'll be my partner in crime!" It was quite possibly the worst game ever, but as we were putting out fires he was yelling, "I AM A BRAVE FIREFIGHTER. YEAH. MAKIN' A DIFFERENCE." We look really sweaty in this picture (maybe it's just me), but that's because I was playing that basketball pop-a-shot game. Wow. I was getting so good. But the guy on my left, Clark, kept stealing my basketballs like a little thief.
Yeah, this post makes it seem like I only hang around Asians. But no, man! I'm totally diverse. Havin' friends in all the colors of the rainbow. Anyway, I'll post more later. I actually went to the street fair with Regina last Friday, but she's been such a lazy tard and hasn't uploaded the pictures yet.
C'est La Vie, I guess. C'est Regina. C'est...I cannot speak French.