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It's something weird to pierce your dimples, but you know what, I kind of like it. I see it as a cute accessory that accentuates your dimples because honestly, who doesn't love them? The piercing just makes them more visible and may even give you some if you don't have any, maybe.
Would I ever get it? No. I would never hear the end of it from my family, friends, and boyfriend but that's not the main reason why. I would just not like to have something on my face that I couldn't really take off unless I wanted it to close. If facial piercings were something like necklaces, you put it on for the effect and when you take it off it leaves no trail and you can always put it back on without having a needle go through again, then hell yeah. I love how metal can look and the edgy style it can give you. I would be mixing it up with a lacey delicate shirt, skinny jeans, flats, and my hair crazy curly. I like the contradiction in style, dressing up as two things at once.
Unfortunately though, I have been loosing piercings and letting them close because I don't feel like having a hundred going through me and dealing with cleaning and buying jewelry.
What do you guys think? | | |
| Remember this past summer and how I was bitching and bitching for a car? How I said that my heart broke a little each day that went by and I still didn't have my own set of wheels? (Yeah, it was that bad.) And how I wouldn't settle for anything but German? Well, all that is over.
Yes, I am a proud owner, or well, a parent of a 2000 Volkswagen Passat.
It took me a while to determine its sex. I wanted to lean for a boy but when it started to bitch about the emission every time I turned it on, well, I decided was a girl. But right now, I'm leaning more towards an intersex car.
You see, its quite a heavy car. You have to budge it to open a door, the trunk, and to even turn it on. I've had people bitch that the doors wouldn't open when you really have to put some muscle into it. But that's okay, driving around my step dad's '96 Mercedes has gotten me used all that (now that car is male for sure, it fucking farts).
Yet, when I first bought my Passat, I sat it down for a serious talk. I told it that this was a no bitching zone and that it would need to man up to ride with me. But unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The first day, it bitched about gasoline, ok no big deal although the beeping was annoying. The first week, "Waaah, emission workshop." That got fixed. Then two weeks later, "Waaah emission workshop again." "Waah, the trunk is opened even though its in park." (And it fucking calls the trunk the bootlid.) "Waaah, it's cold out." Yeah, it beeps loudly when the temperature drops to below 40 degrees.
I never felt like my car leaned towards a sex from day one but I just felt that I needed to make it official, and it is officially now an it.
Here are some pictures:
It needs a wash which I may give it either this weekend or the next. I was looking for a leather interior, which this didn't have but that's okay, the interior is still nice. I got it for $2,900 after fees at a car auction. Which going to that auction was so much overwhelming and fun. There was about eight gates or so going on at once with about a hundred cars passing through each gate. I was going to get a standard because they're cheaper and I hear their fun to drive, but its ok. Its semi-automatic, and seeing how I drive this one, I would forget to change gears most of the time so it was best that I didn't. And of course, I have already gotten a speeding and parking ticket. One which I didn't have to pay because the guy put the wrong license plate on it. Yes, I got into a minor collision because I of course was completely spacing out. Which is weird because after 3-4 years of driving nothing of the sort has ever happened until now, and its not like I drive even more it mostly sits in a parking lot. I have learned how to put in the oil and air into the tires (after asking some poor guys passing by for help).
I have to say the hardest thing of it all was seeing more then half of my savings disappear at the blink of an eye, especially when I'm paying for insurance while I'm unemployed. But at least I'm closer to my independence!
And I got my car a cute little accessory:
My boyfriend made fun of me for completely ridiculing my car but I saw it on the highway and it was just too cute not to get it an antennae bopper. | | |
| It's only five and here I am with no energy to go to a study session at seven because my body thinks its closer to bed time. Not only that, my body also thinks that its time to wake up far too early while my mind is trying to sleep. So any little noise an hour or two prior to my alarm and I'm awake.
Then, next week is Veteran's Day, the only thing bad about it is that it lands in the middle of the week. WTF? Why couldn't they make it on the second Fridays of November and given us a four day weekend? And the douchebags of linear algebra decided to give us our mid-term right after our one day brake, so I can't even enjoy it.
Good news is that I made my first sale to a drawing of a kitty (go figure). I went out to ship it, miscalculated the shipping cost and actually lost a few cents. At least I have a sale. Go me! (Not really, lol.)
Peace.
(P.S. I'm going to obnoxious and promote my art shop: clicky please.) | | |
| If I sit here long enough starring at my computer screen all the French vocab words and conjugations will just sink in. Or perhaps if I just touch the front cover of Viola! all of its knowledge would seep in through my fingers and recorded into my brain. What a waste of six credits and time, I could be drawing boobies right now. But I can't, because I have an entire month filled of mid-terms. | | |
| So I was roaming online looking at some handmade stuff when I came about a seller selling some leather earrings. And it wasn't the earrings that got my attention, but the model. She looks like me.
Ok, she doesn't look EXACTLY like me, but we do have a resemblance and it just freaks me out knowing that people outside of my family can have the same features as I do.
I feel that there can only be one of me and it's like taking my individuality away by having others. Evolution needs to fix that. Oh, and I didn't get the earrings. Leather does not belong on ears. Perhaps in other places, but not there. | | |
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