As I was continuing to procrastinate my already two week late essay a couple of days ago, I came across a new blog that has quickly become my favorite thing to read(probably ever). I felt that this blog deserved more than just unnoticed link addage, thus I have taken it upon myself to whore this dope bitch out. Her name is Karley Sciortino and she writes for magazines like Vice, Dazed and Confused, and I honestly don't know what else.
It is Christmas eve, and almost 9 o'clock here, so I'm heading to the beach very soon. I think today is the day that Santa comes to Waikiki beach on a catamaran so yeah, I'm pretty excited.
We had THE SLOPPIEST air port trip EVER.
My sister had a pre game for the Dylan "Scarf it Up" social, which I agreed to clean up after, and then cleaned up the house and packed, so I'd be ready to ditch first thing in the morning. After making a brief appearance at the Albert and making a McDonalds run, Emma, Andrew, Derek and I head back to my crib to sleep and do a few chores like emptying the fridge. At 5 am I wake up Maria (who beat me home and was home some mystery time before 2) and she is naked, unpacked and HAMMERED. She somehow lost a pair of heels that we share the night before. After trying to get her shit together in a few minutes while making the crew do some last minute things (take out the garbage etc) we head to the airport-both Maria and Andrew still hammered. Andrew gives Maria a piggy back from the car. They sit at a bench while Derek, Emma and I check the luggage. Andrew waits with Maria while she throws up in a garbage can. We say goodbyes to the best BFFs a girl could ask for, and then I drag Maria through security. She has a textbook on her, which she blames me for, and also a bottle of water and tanning lotion, things that you obviously aren't supposed to have. She passes out while waiting for the plane, and essentially is asleep or bitching about being nauseous for the rest of our trip, but by some miracle didn't throw up on the plane, although she was reaching for the barf bags more than once.
Alright, so, Christmas Eve---my favourite holiday.
I looooove the Santa story so much more than the Jesus story and I love the anticipation of the next day and I think all of my favourite memories as a kid in regards to Christmas are waiting for Santa and trying to catch Santa etc.
So if you're like me, you'll be all stoked on tracking Santa via Norad Santa. He's in Samara, Russia right now, but the most recent video evidence is of him in India:
I am seriously mourning the end of 2009. And not because I am now tragically old, but because
New Years 2010 marks the end of the 2000's humorous new years glasses:
Also, do you ever get a feeling that something was just made for you? Be it a certain dress with all your current favourite details, OR A TV SHOW MIXING CELEBRITIES AND GHOSTS?
Today there was a marathon of "Celebrity Ghost Stories". Like, how the fuck am I supposed to get any work with that on?
The important things I've learned from my Astronomy class that I will now pass on to you, dear reader:
"What can science offer instead of the thriller of terror?Counter-intuitive phenomena -Time intertwined with space! (General relativity) -If you know the position of a particle accurately you can not know its speed accurately - Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle (Quantum Mechanics) Without these scientific truths your cell phone would NOT work"
Massive Stars live fast & Die Young
Black Holes are a region of space-time where the gravitation becomes overwhelming and the curvature of space-time is so great that the space "folds" over itself
Outside the event horizon of a black hole, it is possible to move forwards and backwards in space but only forwards in time. In the event horizon of a black hole, it is only possible to move forwards in space, but backwards and forwards in time.
The Universe is expanding into nothingness
This is a picture of a planetary nebula, a stage for a star the size of the sun:
Hey kids, I know for most of us, school as been mostly torturous, awful hell. Luckily, arts students like myself, usually get a bit of a break around December finals (I only have two exams, some friends have even fewer). I mean, a few weeks ago I was this crying, over worked, under-slept shadow of the vibrant youth I was in the summer, but it seems like a fair trade as those science nerds whip out there sweat pants and zoloft while I get a head start on my Christmas baking. I think most people have pretty set study habits (I like to cozy up in Fletcher with my laptop, some disney/60s French/Classical music with a grande non fat white mocha americano misto), and I know for a lot of us that includes wasting a lot of time on the internet. So, I present to you, my new favourite waste of time, Jedward. These two 17 year old twins from Dublin were competitors on the X Factor, which is a UK singing competition created by Simon Cowell, with many more bells & whistles than Idol. The talent seems to be less, but it's so much more fun. Fiercest bitch on earth Cheryl Cole is a judge, so, yeah. These two idiots made quite a splash in the UK this year, because they are AMAZING. Unfortunately, they're out of the competition. Let us mourn. Here they are doing Queen Britney:
And here they are doing one of my personal all time favourite songs:
Recently I watched "The Brothers Bloom" and I was so pleased with it. It was really cute and the dialogue was amazing (see title). One of my favorite things about the movie was Bang Bang. She's a mute girl (except for when she sings karaoke) who likes to blow stuff up, especially barbies. She is a total bad ass and her wardrobe was really good.
To be honest, this doesn't really do her justice. Basically I just want to stop speaking and start blowing shit up.
So I really like money. I really like to go out. Essentially, most of spending money I make goes to going out. Not only drinks, cabs, etc but clothes and make up to sport on a night out. I think we all know what this is about.
Instead of foolishly throwing away money on going out, some really savy and respectable celebrities have been charging. Heidi
Montag didn't go to her sisters birthday party because she wasn't paid, and Lindsay Lohan made $70 000 to have her birthday party at some club. Now, Emma and I are essentially the greatest people. So now is your chance to take part in a really good deal!
2 Party Girls for the Price of 1!!
We are reasonably less washed up looking then Lindsay Lohan.
We charge only $25 000 for us to show up and party with you!
For this you get one irresponsible,
annoying, loud and obnoxious bundle of chaos and one wise-cracking smart ass who knows how to bust a move.
Lindsay Lohan is a beautiful angel and a sweet tempered ingenue who knows how to have a good time. However, her look has changed a lot over years. Emma and I disagree on when Lindsay Lohan was her best looking. Emma thinks she peaked as a chubby creepy ginger kid in "Mean Girls" or the lipstick-on-a-pig look in "Just My Luck" but I like her post-anorexia glam when she's just a little coked out in "Bobby" and with bigger boobs and a little more drug enhanced in "Georgia Rule".
emma says: WHY ARE YOU RETARDED emma says: WHY AM I FRIENDS WITH A RETARDED PERSON Katina says: LOL emma says: WHERE DID I GO WRONG Katina says: That actally made me laugh out loud Katina says: baahahahaha emma says: GOOD