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The Holidays

I had an amazing Christmas. It was definitely one of the best in the past few years. I got to see some family members, and got some really cool gifts. I hope everyone's holidays were as excellent as mine.

This is disgusting, but it was too funny not to repost...

Your Girl Parts Are Named:

Breakfast of Champions

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Oh there's no place like home for the holidays...

I took my final final yesterday, and I didn't study as much as I should have, but overall I think it went pretty well. When I finished, I rushed back to my dorm room, cleaned, did 4 loads of laundry, packed up (while Timothy supervised), put everything in my car, and came home! I was really boring last night and I went to bed at 8 because I was exhausted. I was trying to finish the last of my Dane Cook CD, but I fell asleep before it went off. I'm just so glad to have this semester over with. It was a living hell on more than one occassion. I'm not really happy with my performance academically, but I'm determined to do better next semester. I didn't do bad academically, but I have high standards for myself, and I didn't do as well as I had planned. I'm also planning on working in a research lab next semester so I can start getting hours for my DVM/PhD program I'm hoping to do. Today I helped my mom with my little brother's Christmas party at school. I was not happy about it, but I was a good big sister, so I went and tried to make the best of it. People that know me know that I do not like children, and I don't plan on having any when I get older. Overall, they were pretty good, but I know I could never teach. I have no patience for stuff like that. I get frustrated when my animals misbehave, which is not very often because I raised them all to listen to me. I'm not really sure what I'm doing tomorrow, but I'm sure that my mother will find something for me to do. I haven't really gotten to enjoy my break because she's been working a lot lately so I'm doing everything she doesn't have time to do. I don't really mind, but at the same time I feel like I deserve a few days to lay around and do nothing. Oh well, such is life. I had a lot more to say, but I keep gettting distracted, so I think I'm going to end this here.

Ugh

I have to take my final final in the morning and I am having such a hard time concentrating. A major change in my life is occuring, and it's exciting, but a little scary at the same time. It's going to go slowly, and if it doesn't work, it can always go back to the way it was.

Whoo!

I've never been a huge hockey fan, but it has always been one of my favorite sports to watch. Last night, my good friend Timothy invited me to go to the Carolina Hurricanes game @ the RBC center here in Raleigh. I took him up on the invitation, and I had a wonderful time! Let me begin by saying that hockey fans are crazy! They really go all out for these games. I'm starting to think that I'm bad luck when it comes to going to sports events. Every NC State game that I go to, we lose, and when I went to the hurricanes game last night, they lost too. I need to do something to break the curse! Anyhow, I had a lot of fun, and I was glad that I got to go to a real live hockey game! I now leave you with one of the quotable moments of the evening.

Tim: "Hit Darcy Tucker! No one likes him anyway!"
Me: "Don't say that. I bet someone likes him. I'm sure his mommy likes him."
Tim: "No she doesn't. If she liked him she wouldn't have named him Darcy."

Jessicaism

I was looking through my friend Heather's facebook photos a few minutes ago. Heather goes to Liberty University in Lynchburg, VA. As I was looking through her photos, I noticed that many of the Liberty kids had a lot of piercings. I turned to Jessica and said "Man, these Christian kids have a lot of piercings." She answered, "Yeah, because they want to be holy."

I found this very interesting...

You Have A Type A+ Personality

You're driven to succeed every single second of the day And you don't let up on your goals, no matter how tired you are You've already acheived a lot in your life... but it's not enough for you Always on the go, you tend to get things done quickly and effectively You have the personality to be a successful enterpreneur Just remember to play a little too, even if play is the most difficult thing for you!

Do You Have a Type A Personality?

Thoughts...

Lately, I've found myself contemplating life more so than usual. I'm really not sure what brought this on. All of my girl friends here at State are now in relationships, or about to be in relationships. For a while, I was a little bummed about it, but now I'm starting to realize, that I really enjoy being single. I enjoy being out on my own, making my own decisions, and not having to answer to anyone. For the first time in my life, I'm embracing my independence, and as a result, this is becoming one of the happiest times of my life. I love having the freedom to go out with different groups of friends every night, and making plans at the last minute without having to inform anyone else of what I'll be doing for the evening. I love being able to make my own schedule and not having to coordinate it with anyone else. I never really went through that whole self discovery phase. I've always been pretty comfortable with who I am, but I've never taken the time to enjoy being myself. I've come to realize that right now, it should be all about me. I'm glad that I don't have to lean on someone else to see my worth as a person. I don't need someone else to plan my life around. I'm going to do what I want with my life, and I'm going to do it on my terms. If I end up falling in love, I believe that things will fall into place, but if not, I'm doing just fine on my own.

Long time, no blog..

So I haven't blogged in nearly a month.. There are several reasons why this has happened. First, I haven't really had anything to write about. I don't really like to write about nothing, and I like for my blogs to have purpose. I think that this makes them more interesting, and I try to make my entries as interesting as possible so that people don't feel like they're wasting their time when they visit my blog. Another reason why I haven't written in so long is because I've been so busy with school work. The end of the semester is fast approaching, and here at NC State, that means that it's time for the professors to pile on a ton of work that we need to get through before we take finals. I have a full week of school this week, and then 2 days of school next week. I had a test on Monday, and I have one on Thursday. That's the first time this whole semester that I've had 2 tests in one week. I've been pretty lucky this semester with having my tests nice and spread out. However, the week after the wonderful Thanksgiving break that I'm really looking forward to, I have 3 tests and a quiz. I have a feeling that by Friday, I will be hating life. Anywho.. I'm off to work on my organic chemistry prelab! Consider this your update that nothing fun is happening in my life.. haha.

A recent development

So basically, there's a new man in my life. I'm still a big fan of Adrien Brody, and his work, but I think it's best that our one sided relationship ended. After seeing the Jacket, which I thought was horrible, I began to have doubts. Plus, I'm pretty sure he was cheating on me with Elsa Pataky, who played the woman with the baby in Snakes on a Plane, as well as Rebecca, my roommate Jessica's little sister. Things declined gradually over time, and fortunately, there was no messy breakup. I'm not sure when during this time that it was that I began to notice Joaquin, but I certainly feel in my heart that he and I are much more compatible than Adrien and I were. As I'm starting this new relationship, I wish Adrien all the best in his career and in life in general. If it's meant to be between us, we'll find each other again someday, but for now I'm enjoying my time giggling over my new obsession. My only hope is for Adrien to treat Rebecca with the same love that he and I once had...

Suprise! (Not.)

I just finished watching The Village. I missed this movie when it was in theaters, and had planned on seeing it when it finally came out on DVD. I actually went to the video store twice with the intention of renting it, but I was always distracted by something else, so I've missed out on this movie up until now. My fabulous roommate Jessica's birthday was a week ago, and she went home this weekend to celebrate with her family. She got this movie for her birthday, and I was thrilled when she asked me to watch it with her tonight. As my blog layout shows, I am a huge fan of Adrien Brody's work (and his sexy body) and I've wanted to see this movie for a while because I've heard a lot of different opinions of his work in this movie, and I was eager to formulate my own. The movie focuses on a 19th century village, which is located in an area called Covington. The villagers are taught from a very young age that the woods surrounding the area are inhabited by dangerous creatures that should be avoided at all cost. Sometimes, the creatures cross the border into the village, and when they do, the villagers all disappear into underground bunkers that they access through trapdoors in the floors of their homes. Every house in the village has one of these safe areas. The villagers are also taught to avoid the "bad color," red. They bury everything that they come across that is red, because they believe that red things attract the creatures which they are so desperately trying to avoid. The beginning of the movie basically focuses on delievering this vital background information to the audience. The plot picks up when Ivy (played by Bryce Dallas Howard) and Lucius (played by Joaquin Phoenix) announce that they plan to get married. The situation is complicated because Ivy has a special relationship with Noah, (played by my future husband, Adrien Brody) who is mentally handicapped. Noah is actually in love with Ivy, and he doesn't understand why she plans to marry Lucius instead of him. In his anger, Noah goes to Lucius's house, and stabs him. Lucius is seriously injured, and he contracts a serious infection from his injury. Because Ivy is deeply in love with Lucius, she begs her father for permission to leave the village to seek medicine that will heal Lucius so they can get married as they had planned. Ivy's father reveals the truth about the creatures in the woods, and gives her directions on where to go. Ivy then ventures out into the woods in hopes of finding medicine to cure her beloved. I'll not post spoilers here, in case people are reading this that have not yet seen this movie, but I will say that if you have ever read Running Out of Time by Margaret Peterson Haddix, you will probably be able to guess the ending just as I did. I noticed several striking similarities between the movie and the book, and just before the suprise was revealed, I asked my roommate if what I suspected was actually about to happen. She didn't answer, but I was very pleased when my prediction turned out to be true. Immediately after the movie was over, I went online and found out that there was a controversy over where the idea for the movie came from because it was quite similar to Haddix's book, which was published 8 years before the movie was made. The publishers of the book and the author even wanted to sue the movie producers, but in the end, the dispute was settled out of court. Even though I guessed the ending, I really loved this movie, and I was very impressed with my boyfriend's acting abilities. The Village was a fabulous movie, and I hope to add it to my DVD collection very soon.

Hooray!

I had my dreaded first Organic Chemistry test last Friday. I was very very nervous about the test, but I took it, and I survived. I got my grade back today, and I was thrilled to get an 86!

At last!

The long awaited season premiere of the most provocative show on television debuted tonight. I've been a huge fan of Nip/Tuck since its first season, so naturally, I've been counting down the days. One thing that made my wait easier was the fact that FX played the old episodes every Saturday night starting in May. This made me very happy, because I somehow managed to miss every episode of season 3, except for one or two here and there. I also missed the season finale, which meant I had to wait nearly a year to find out the identity of the Carver, the serial rapist that was terrorizing the two hottest (fictional) plastic surgeons ever, Drs. Sean McNamara and Christian Troy, as well as the Miami area. I didn't want to find out the Carver's identity without seeing the episodes that I missed, so I avoided all Nip/Tuck related websites. Season 3's finale aired Saturday night, and I was most intrigued with the way the Carver's identity was revealed. It turned out that the Carver was actually a brother/ sister team working together. The brother was the plastic surgeon hired by Sean and Christian to lighten their load, and the sister was actually the lead investigator of the Carver case. The plot would be nearly impossible for me to explain in its entirety here, so I'll leave it at that. Anyhow, tonight's season premiere seemed to be sort of a fresh start, with the beginnings of several plots. The Carver subplot went on for two seasons, so I'm glad the writers decided to start something new. In this first episode, Christian has been dealing with a lot, mostly due to the stress over his situation with Kimber, so he decides to visit a therapist. The therapist asks him to think about the possibility that he could be in love with Sean. Christian initially refuses to even consider this, but then, as he realizes it could be a possibility, he becomes very distant with Sean. Christian's distance from Sean only adds to Sean's already upset emotional state, as he's just found out that his unborn son will be born with a birth defect (that Julia says she can't pronounce, and I can't spell) that causes deformities in the hands. Julia has lunch with a woman that is living with this condition, and she tells Julia that her life has been hard, but she's managed. Julia is already in her second trimester, and she has already decided that she's going to have the baby regardless, but she begins to have second thoughts when she finally gets the final diagnosis. Finally, the client that this episode follows wants larger testicular implants, as he's had his removed due to prostate cancer. After the surgery, he and his young wife decide to purchase the McNamara/Troy practice. When Sean learns that his new son will be handicapped, he decides that selling the practice would be best because he'll have more money and time to care for the child. The first episode was a little slower than I would have liked, but at the end, the previews for this season were shown, and it looks amazing! I can't wait until next Tuesday!

The first Callieism!/ Hookah

As many of you know, I am quite fond of my roommate, Jessica. We were randomly assigned to live together by University Housing, but we have so much in common and we get along so well that it's like we've known each other for years. We have very similar senses of humor, and we crack each other up on a daily basis. She has a habit of randomly saying funny things in the course of conversation, such as the time she said "I think that sex would be so great if guys didn't have to ejaculate," or the other night when we were watching Love Actually (my new favorite movie) and I commented the Rodrigo Santoro was one sexy Brazilian, and she agreed and commented that she's really like to see his Brazil nuts. Last night, the first such Callieism was created. We were watching Jay Leno, and his guest for the evening was Orlando Bloom. I think that any female will back me up that Mr. Bloom is quite a wonderful specimen of the male form. He was talking about a movie that he recently was in where it was constantly raining. He was talking about the rain and said "You know, I was wet throughout the whole movie." I, without skipping a beat, commented "me too." I know that this kind of makes me sound like a perv, but it was amazing, and I am most proud of it. I hope to add more Callieisms to the list very soon.

Last night, before the Callieism, I had my first hookah experience. Timothy and I decided to visit the Marrakesh cafe (marrakeshookah.com) on Hillsborough St., which is conveniently located right across the street from D.H. Hill. We decided on orange flavored hookah, and the experience was just grand overall!

First week back/ Hot hot manliness

Friday was the end of my first week of the fall semester of my junior year here at NC State. Classes are going well so far, but it is only the first week, so the could change rapidly. This semester I'm taking Economics, Calculus, Organic Chemistry I, and Anatomy and Physiology. I'm in for a difficult semester, but I feel like as long as I keep up, I should be okay. I'm really enjoying being back here in Raleigh. I really missed all my friends this summer, and I'm having a great time doing stuff with them again, especially since I didn't get to see them very often last semester. I'm also enjoying making my own decisions again. My mom told me something once, when we were on a trip to visit my grandmother. She said that your age doesn't matter, because whenever you go home you're always treated like a child. I realized this summer that this is definitely true. My parents threatened to take my car very many times, for stupid things, like sleeping 20 minutes later than they thought I should have. Then there was the incident where my dad threatened to put a parental block on MTV and FX because he didn't like the language they used on MTV, and he thought Nip/Tuck was inappropriate. Maybe if I was 14, this would be valid, but this was right around the time that I was turning 19. Over the course of the summer, I hope that my parents started to realize that I am mature and responsible, and that I can make my own decisions.

In other (less boring) news... My fabulous roommate, Jessica, volunteered to make my blog pretty last week, and now you can see the results. I'm quite happy with how it turned out, especially since it combines two of my favorite things, Adrien Brody, and the color pink. Let me know what you think!

Dorm sweet dorm.

Last night was my first night back here at State, and things are going really well so far. I went to dinner with Jessica and Emily last night, and then Joe came over later to hang out. I went over to see his room, and I'm jealous of his brick wall. (Grrrr.) Today I'm hoping to see Timothy since I didn't get to see him all summer long. But yeah, overall I'm really glad to be back.

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I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go.

An Update

We took Mylo to the vet this morning. He had an X-Ray, which revealed a badly broken hip. Half of the ball of his hip has broken off and is floating around, and the other half is still inside the hip socket, but it's broken off from the femur. The vet originally said that the best bet would be surgery to repair the bones, but after the X-ray, he said that wasn't even an option given the type of break he had. We also have the option of having a different kind of surgery where the pieces of bones are removed, so technically his hip will still be broken, but it'll be less painful. The problem with this is that it will be over $1,000. Cats, especially growing cats, sometimes will be able to heal themselves. This happened with a cat that we had when I was little. In other words, we could just bring him home and hope for the best. The final option is to put him down, which my parents want to do, but my brothers and I are trying to talk them out of it. They're talking tonight and making their decision, and whatever they decide will be carried out tomorrow.

Daisy gave birth to a healthy calf last night. I'm not sure of its gender yet, but I am sure that it's incredibly cute.

Uggghhhh

Trey and Nicholas have in the past few months taken to riding their bicycles in the middle of the road in front of our house. My parents have told them repeatedly not to do that, and reminded them of how dangerous this is. Today, Trey and Nicholas had been riding their bikes in the road pretty much all day. My mom and dad kept telling them not to, but they still wouldn't listen. They decided this afternoon to go fishing at the part of the creek that runs outside of the pasture, right on the side of the highway. Mylo has always had a habit of following them around, so of course he followed them there this evening. Well, to make a long story short, he got hit by a car. He's always been really scared of cars. When he heard one coming, he freaked out, and Trey tried to grab him, but Mylo ran toward the house, and when he crossed the road, he got hit. He's still alive, but his left hip is in a mess. He doesn't have a cut on him, but he can't walk on his back left leg, and his hip is in a funny position. I'm taking him to the vet in the morning. He doesn't seem to be in a whole lot of pain unless you touch his leg, but I'm worried about him having internal injuries. So I suppose we'll see how that turns out...

In other (happier) news... When my dad got home last night, he heard a cow calling a calf. We only have 4 cows here, and none of them have calves, so we took it that one of them had had her baby. (They're all pregnant right now.) Mom and I walked all around the pasture to see if we could find the baby today, but none of the cows had given birth yet. We did however realize that Daisy was having contractions and losing her mucous plug (sorry if that's too graphic haha) so hopefully she'll have a calf in the morning. Cows usually give birth at night because there's less chance of them being bothered by predators at night. So anyway, I'll let you know how tomorrow turns out for Daisy and Mylo.

In honor of my 19th birthday, which is today, 41 mistakes men make during sex...

41 mistakes men do during sex ..oh so funny, and oh so TRUE!!!!

1) NOT KISSING FIRST.Avoiding her lips and diving straight for the erogenous zones makes her feel like you're paying by the hour and trying to get your money's worth by cutting out nonessentials. A proper passionate kiss is the ultimate form of foreplay.

2) BLOWING TOO HARD IN HER EAR.Admit it, some kid at school told you girls love this. Well, there's adifference between being erotic and blowing as if you're trying to extinguish the candles on your 50th birthday cake. That hurts.

3) NOT SHAVING.You often forget you have a porcupine strapped to your chin which you rake repeatedly across your partner's face and thighs. When she turns her head from side to side, it's not passion, it's avoidance.

4) SQUEEZING HER BREAST.Most men act like a housewife testing a melon for ripeness when they get their hand on a pair. Stroke, caress, and smooth them.

5) BITING HER NIPPLES.Why do men fasten onto a woman's nipples, then clamp down like they're trying to deflate her body via her breasts? Nipples are highly sensitive. They can't stand up to chewing. Lick and suck them gently. Flicking your tongue across them is good. Pretending they're a dogie toy isn't.

6) TWIDDLING HER NIPPLES.Stop doing that thing where you twiddle the nipples between finger and thumb like you're trying to find a radio station in a hilly area. Focus on the whole breasts, not just the exclamation points.

7) IGNORING THE OTHER PARTS OF HER BODY. ****A woman is not a highway with just three turnoffs: Breastville East and West, and the Midtown Tunnel. There are vast areas of her body which you've ignored far too often as you go bombing straight into downtown Vagina. So start paying them some attention.

8) GETTING THE HAND TRAPPED.Poor manual dexterity in the underskirt region can result in tangled fingers and underpants. If you're going to be that aggressive, just ask her to take the damn things off.

9) LEAVING HER A LITTLE PRESENT.Condom disposal is the man's responsibility. You wore it, you store it.

10) ATTACKING THE CLITORIS.Direct pressure is very unpleasant, so gently rotate your fingers along side it.

11) STOPPING FOR A BREAK.Women, unlike men, don't pick up where they left off. If you stop, they plummet back to square one very fast. If you can tell she's not there, keep going at all costs, numb jaw or not.

12) UNDRESSING HER AWKWARDLY.Women hate looking stupid, but stupid she will look when naked at the waist with a sweater stuck over her head. Unwrap her like an elegant present, not a kid's toy.

13) GIVING HER A WEDGIE DURING FOREPLAY.Stroking her gently through her panties can be very sexy. Pulling the material up between her thighs and yanking it back and forth is not.

14) BEING OBSESSED WITH THE VAGINA. Although most men can find the clitoris without maps, they still believe that the vagina is where it's all at. No sooner is your hand down there than you're trying to stuff stolen banknotes up a chimney. This is okay in principle, but if you're not careful, it can hurt - so don't get carried away.

15) MASSAGING TOO ROUGHLY.You're attempting to give her a sensual, relaxing massage to get her in the mood. Hands and fingertips are okay; elbows and knees are not.

16) UNDRESSING PREMATURELY.Don't force the issue by stripping before she's at least made some move toward getting your stuff off, even if it's just undoing a couple of buttons.

17) TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF FIRST.A man in socks and underpants is a man at his worst. Lose the socks first.

18) GOING TOO FAST.When you get to the penis-in-vagina situation, the worst thing you can do is pump away like an industrial power tool - she'll soon feel like an assembly-line worker made obsolete by your technology. Build up slowly.

19) GOING TOO HARD.If you bash your great triangular hip bones into her thigh or stomach, the pain is equal to two weeks of horseback riding concentrated into a few seconds.

20) COMING TOO SOON. Every man's fear. With reason. If you shoot before you see the whites of her eyes, make sure you have a backup plan to ensure her pleasure too.

21) NOT COMING SOON ENOUGH.****It may appear to you that humping for an hour without climaxing is the mark of a sex god, but to her it's more likely the mark of a numb vagina. At least buy some intriguing wall hangings, so she has something to hold her interest while you're playing Marathon Man.

22) ASKING IF SHE HAS COME.You really ought to be able to tell. Most women make noise. But if you really don't know, don't ask.

23) PERFORMING ORAL SEX TOO GENTLY.Don't act like a giant cat at a saucer of milk. Get your whole mouth down there.

24) NUDGING HER HEAD DOWN. Men persist in doing this until she's eyeball-to-penis, hoping that it will lead very swiftly to mouth-to-penis. All women hate this. It's about three steps from being dragged to a cave by their hair. If you want her to use her mouth, use yours; try talking seductively to her.

25) NOT WARNING HER BEFORE YOU CLIMAX.Sperm tastes like sea water mixed with egg white. Not everybody likes it. When she's performing oral sex, warn her before you come so she can do what's necessary.

26) MOVING AROUND DURING FELLATIO.Don't thrust. She'll do all the moving during fellatio. You just lie there.

27) TAKING ETIQUETTE ADVICE FROM PORN MOVIES.In X-rated movies, women seem to love it when men ejaculate over them. In real life, it just means more laundry to do.

28) MAKING HER RIDE ON TOP FOR AGES.Asking her to be on top is fine. Lying there grunting while she does all the hard work is not. Caress her gently, so that she doesn't feel quite so much like the captain of a schooner. And let her have a rest.

29) ATTEMPTING ANAL SEX AND PRETENDING IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.This is how men earn a reputation for not being able to follow directions. If you want to put it there, ask her first. And don't think that being drunk is an excuse.

30) TAKING PICTURES.When a man says, "Can I take a photo of you?" she'll hear the words "__to show my buddies." At least let her have custody of them.

31) NOT BEING IMAGINATIVE ENOUGH. Imagination is anything from drawing patterns on her back to pouring honey on her and licking it off. Fruit, vegetables, ice and feathers are all handy props; hot candle wax and permanent dye are a no no.

32) SLAPPING YOUR STOMACH AGAINST HERS.There is no less erotic noise. It's as sexy as a belching contest.

33) ARRANGING HER IN STUPID POSES.If she wants to do advanced yoga in bed, fine, but unless she's a Romanian gymnast, don't get too ambitious. Ask yourself if you want a sexual partner with snapped hamstrings.

34) LOOKING FOR HER PROSTATE.Read this carefully: Anal stimulation feels good for men because they have a prostate. Women don't.

35) GIVING LOVE BITES.It is highly erotic to exert some gentle suction on the sides of the neck, if you do it carefully. No woman wants to have to wear turtlenecks and jaunty scarves for weeks on end.

36) BARKING INSTRUCTIONS.Don't shout encouragement like a coach with a megaphone. It's not a big turn-on.

37) TALKING DIRTY.It makes you sound like a lonely magazine editor calling a 1-900 line.

38) NOT CARING WHETHER SHE COMES.You have to finish the job. Keep on trying until you get it right, and she might even do the same for you.

39) SQUASHING HER.Men generally weigh more than women, so if you lie on her a bit too heavily, she will turn blue.

40) THANKING HER. ***Never thank a woman for having sex with you. Your bedroom is not a soup kitchen.

41) EAR LICKINGWhen doing this dont stick your entire tongue in there, your not licking a bone clean. gently lick and nibble.

On a more exciting note...

Mylo! Isn't he darling?!














And Happy, my darling baby bunny! (Who, for some reason, looks huge in this photo.)

Another new arrival

It came to my attention that I hadn't made a post in quite a long while, so I decided that today would be appropriate, in keeping with the theme of the last entry, which was getting a new pet. Today, a little over one month from the date that Mylo came to me, I got a lovely little Netherland Dwarf bunny. When I went to the dentist last week in Chapel Hill, we stopped at the mall and visited the pet store. I fell in love with one bunny in particular, and begged my mother to let me get it. She said that I couldn't because we had a lot of stops to make that day, but that since she had to come back to the doctor in a couple of weeks, that we could check back then. I didn't put up an argument, but when we got home I reminded her of the last bunny that she said I could get. When I visited the same pet shop a year earlier, there was one bunny in particular that I wanted, but my mom gave the same explanation as to why I couldn't get it. When we went back two weeks later, the bunny that I wanted was gone. I also pointed out to her that since Cadbury (my first rabbit) died two years earlier, we still had everything that we needed to take care of a bunny, and it was ridiculous that we spent all of that money and the supplies were just sitting around collecting dust. After careful deliberation, my parents decided that I should get the bunny. Mom called the shop Saturday morning to see if they would hold the bunny until we could get there, but then I got the sad news that my precious baby bunny was sick and that store policy would not allow me to purchase a sick animal. They told us to call back Monday and they'd let us know how the situation was. Yesterday, mom and I both tried all day to call back, and we could never get through, as we always got a pre-recorded message from Verizon that all circuits were busy. This morning however, my mom called before I woke up, and got in touch with the people and they agreed to hold the bunny until we could get there because she was nice and healthy again. We got everything together really quick and drove to Chapel Hill to pick up my darling bunny. Said bunny is black and white, and small enough to fit in my hand. I have named her Happy, as in Happy Bunny (haha). They said at the pet store that she really likes sleeping in bowls, so I washed one of Cadbury's old food crocks and filled it with bedding, and it is definitely Happy's favorite part of her cage. Apparently, she's never had a salt wheel before, because she seems quite fascinated with it. She licks it and licks it, and then goes and drinks water for twenty minutes. Being a future veterinarian, I was a little curious about what had possibly made my darling Happy sick, so I did some research. Happy is a Netherland Dwarf. The breed originated, obviously, in the Netherlands. Netherland Dwarfs are basically just standard rabbits, but they contain one of the two genes for dwarfism in rabbits. Basically this means that if Happy were human, she'd be a little person. If a baby bunny is born with both genes for dwarism, this is fatal, and the bunnies usually die within three days of life. This is because along with the dwarfism, the genes also code for digestive tract abnormalities. Because Happy has one of the genes for dwarfism, she has a sensitive digestive tract. Because of this, if she has too many fresh vegetables, she'll get sick. When I went to pick her up today, I spied a big leaf of fresh romaine lettuce in her cage. This is the same thing that caused Cadbury to be sick a few years ago. Therefore, I solved the mystery. All that matters is that my darling little Happy is all better now, and I'm looking forward to giving her a long and happy life.

Mylo

The kitten is still doing well. He's gained quite a bit of weight in the past week, and he's grown a little bigger as well. My cat Samantha doesn't really like him all that much, but I'm hopeful that they'll like each other with time. My dog Fairy has been very good with him though. She's been very patient with him crawling all over her and being in her face. He really likes faces for some reason. Whenever we're playing with him, his favorite thing to do is to crawl up our shirts and sit on our shoulders. This is all very cute for about five minutes, until he reaches over and smacks you in the face with his claws. His name is now Mylo, as in Milo and Otis, but with a different spelling.

Awww

Yesterday, my two little brothers were out on one of their expeditions into the pasture. They always have to go on the side that the cows are not on. The cows generally graze in the same pattern each day, so at the time, they were on the hilly side of the pasture. My brothers thus decided to visit the creek and look for frogs. When they got there, they didn't find any frogs, but they did find a little kitten about a foot away from the water's edge with its eyes glued shut. The kitten was tangled in a pile of brush, but it still was holding its head up and trying to look around. Nicholas went back to the house and got a cardboard box with a towel, and Trey and I reached in and worked the kitten out of the brush, and carried it back through the pasture. We took it into my playhouse, which has been the temporary home of many animals throughout the years, including my dog, Fairy, when she was hit by a car and had to stay inside for six weeks so that her cast wouldn't get wet, my puppy, Jewel, that I got in 5th grade, and the numerous cats and kittens that we've brought home throughout the years. Anyway, we took the kitten in there, and I began to try to clean up its eyes. When our cat Samantha had her first set of kittens, they had the same problem. For some reason, their eyes run and get stuck together so that they can't see. Ususally the problem can be remedied just by cleaning them with a warm, damp paper towel, so this is what I decided to do. I got one eye clean, and as soon as the kitten could see again, it spit and hissed at me, and ran away to hide under some furniture that was in my playhouse. We put out some food and water, and left hoping for the best. I told my brothers that we'd give the kitten another chance, but that if it continued to be mean, we'd turn it out and it could be a barn cat. I have scars on both arms from a cat that we resuced from the dump, and I dont' want to repeat that experience. This morning, I went outside to check on the kitten, and as soon as I sat down in the middle of the floor, it came out and crawled in my lap. It was completely nice today, so I'm thinking that the reason it was mean yesterday was the trauma of being confused about what was happening. I got the little kitten to eat some food a little while ago, so I'm thinking that it will eventually be okay. The only thing that I'm really concerned about at this point is that it seems to have a cold, but I'm hoping that this will improve since its eyes are completely better today. I guess for now, I have a new kitten, and we'll see how things turn out. We're not sure if it's a boy or a girl yet, but we've decided on Oliver for a boy and Olive for a girl.

What's been going on

Sunday night, I spent my last night in my dorm room. It was kind of sad, but I could only get so upset about it since I know that I'll be living in the same room next semester. I got up and took my Chemistry final Monday morning, on which I recieved an 85, and a B in the class. I was kind of disappointed with this since it turned out to be my only grade that was not in the A range (yes, I even managed to pull an A- in my dreadful Zoology class), but I guess I'll just have to take it since about halfway through the semester I was really worried that I was going to get a C+. Oh well, maybe I'll make an A+ in Organic Chem to make it up. (insert sarcastic laughter). Anyway, I ended this semester with a 3.6 GPA, and I'm pretty proud, because that was my goal. I've had many doubts this semester about whether or not I should pursue vet school, and I guess that this was my affirmation. I went home Monday night, and went back to school Tuesday morning to move all of my stuff out. I said goodbye to my boyfriend that I probably won't see again until August. I gleefully said goodbye to my suitemates that have been horrible this semester, and I'm quite glad that I won't have to put up with their BS again next semester.

I cried last night when Chris Daughtry got voted off of American Idol. I've voted for him several times every week just because I loved hearing his recorded phone message thanking me for voting for him, and ironically, this was the first week that I was unable to get through. I'm not sure how I feel about American Idol now. I'm not trying to be a spoiled little girl about it, but he was my favorite, and now he's gone, so I'm not sure that I'll even watch the show anymore because frankly, I just don't see any reason to do so. If I do, I'll definitely be voting for Elliott and Taylor. This week's outcome only deepened my hatred for Katharine McPhee. It was her week to go, and Chris got robbed.

In other news, don't be expecting very many posts this summer. Although I think it's interesting to live in an old house (this one was built in the early 50's), it does come with its share of problems. Our most recent one is that our outlets seem to be going bad, including the one that this computer is plugged into. So basically I'll be typing or surfing the internet, and the computer will just die, losing everything I've just done. This, combined with our uber slow dial-up connection (it took the blogger update page nearly 5 minutes to load) mean that posting is probably more difficult than is worth. So for now, Adios, and may your summers be filled with everything you wish for.

Callie

Today is the best day of my life.

This after noon I took my 4th midterm and final exam for Zoology, which was the worst class that I have ever taken in my life. I am so excited about its completion, that I have officially dubbed today, May 4, 2006, as the best day of my life so far. Because of my severe pain and suffering, it will take a lot for another day to be able to surpass this one in greatness. I really doubt that my wedding day, or the date of the birth of my first child will be able to measure up to today's greatness. Now that Zoology is officially over, I just have one more final, Chemistry, on Monday morning. I'm partially moving out of my dorm room tomorrow, spending the weekend at home, and then coming back either Saturday or Sunday. I will take my final on Monday, and move out completely on Tuesday, and then summer can officially begin.

In other news, I was described as a shy, quiet girl by my suitemate, Amy, today when she was having a conversation with a friend out in our suite hallway. I'm not sure how I feel about this. Most people that know me know that I'm really not a quiet person. I'm guessing that she percieves me this way because she doens't know me very well, or because she went to high school with my roommate who was voted "most quiet" her senior year. I find it funny that people considered Jessica quiet, because after living with her, I know that she is FAR from quiet. I admit, when I first met her, I thought she was going to be a quiet person, but now that we've gotten to know each other, I know that this is far from the truth. She and I spend many nights cracking up at things that are on TV or comments that we make about hot actors. I'm glad that she's my roommate. I really couldn't ask for a better one, and I'm not just saying that because she reads this blog on a regular basis. I really mean it! Getting back to the point I was going to make, Amy's comment got me thinking. I think it's fascinating how people percieve each other. Amy and I have not had a great amount of interaction this semester, but I wonder if she would still consider me shy and quiet if she had gotten to know me better. Probably not. So now I want to know. How do YOU percieve me? If you know me, base your perception on our relationship and interactions. If you don't, base your perception on this blog. I can't wait to hear what you come up with.

At the 1/2way mark

Monday morning, I took my ANS final, and this morning I took my COM 112 final. This means that I am officially at the halfway point with my finals. I have one tomorrow (which is really two in one) and one the following Monday. Tomorrow is the final from hell, for which I will be studying all day today and all morning tomorrow, as my exam is at one. This one will be challenging as it is actually the fourth midterm exam of the semester as well as the final all rolled into one. But as I have said before, the Zoology department here at State wants people to fail! I am convinced that this notion is true. Anyway, farewell for now, perhaps I'll inform you of my performance on tomorrow's final.

And I hate COM 112 too

So now that I've completed my Zoology studying for today, I've moved on to COM 112. I don't really hate the class, I just hate that the professor makes it so tedious. At the beginning of the semester, we had unannounced quizzes on chapters that we were supposed to have read prior to coming to class. For the first one, I had done my reading for this class a few days prior, because I like to be ahead in my classes in case something comes up so that I'm not struggling to finish an assignment at the last minute. I didn't realize that the quiz would be on such tiny details (and only be made up of 5 questions) so I recieved a 60 on my first attempt. After that, I always read my chapters the night before, and made sure to review the notes that I had done before for about an hour before going to class. When I began doing this, my quiz grades improved, and I always got an 80 or a 100 on every quiz afterwards. This professor also decided to offer up a way to get that lowest quiz grade dropped, which was to attend every group presentation and sign the roll. I did so, so I got that horrid 60 erased from my grades, and ended up with a 90 quiz average. I did well on the exams, but my professor gave out review sheets so I really didn't see a reason not to do well on them. I recieved a 90 on my first exam and a 97 on my second. The only thing that I'm worried about is my group presentation score. It turned out okay, but it wasn't great. I did the majority of the work for my group, and I was proud of what I did, but it didn't make up for the fact that most groups were made up of five people, and we only had three, and only one other girl in the group besides me really contributed anything. Thus, it is very important for me to do well on this final tomorrow, but I'm having difficulties studying for it at the moment, and my two favorite TV shows, American Idol and House come on tonight, and I'm in a bit of a quandry of what I should do. I really want to watch these shows, but I know that this grade is worth a lot, so I'm afraid that I may have to give them up in my pursuit of an A in COM 112 (which is really quite necessary given my dismal performance in Zoology and Chemistry all semester). Oh woe is me.

I hate Zoology

My Zoology Final is not until Thursday, but I began reviewing for it this past weekend. I did this even though I had my Animal Science final yesterday morning, and I have my Communications final tomorrow morning. In other words, I'm sacrificing time that I need to prepare for sooner exams to prepare for an exam that I will probably not do very well on regardless of how much that I study. My roommate and I here in suite 202 have come to the conclusion that the Zoology department here at State desperately wants everyone that takes their classes to fail. I've actually heard stories of people that had my professor in previous semesters that failed every test and still ended up with a B in the class. My professor offers many opportunities to "help" your grade throughout the semester. A few of these include having 4 midterms, with the lowest score being dropped, a laboratory that is worth 25% of our final grade, and having people that only missed three or less lectures throughout the semester get their grade moved up one level. My test average is currently a B, and I need to make another A on my final midterm (which is the same day as the final) to move that average up even more. I recieved 148 (and some change) points out of a possible 150 points for my laboratory score, and I only missed one lecture throughout the entire semester. Therefore, it is my hope that I will do well on the last midterm and decent on the final so that I can come out with at least a B in the class. I have a feeling that I may be taking Bio 181 and 183 in upcoming semesters to combat this bad grade for my vet school application. I know that I've complained numerous times throughout the semester about this class, but I just really don't feel that we're graded fairly. My professor goes through the notes too quickly for anyone to copy anything down, and the tests are often given based on minute details that were hardly discussed during the lectures. He recently decided to put up his powerpoint slides on his website, and these greatly aided me in studying for my last test, but he's so concerned that someone is going to illegally distribute his lectures (I personally don't know of anyone who would want them) that I don't believe that they're on the website in their entireity. Going back to the unfairness of this class, I'm expecting somewhat of a curve, but even then I don't believe that's fair because if I were to end up with an A it wouldn't be a reflection of what I learned this semester. It would simply be a reflection of my professor's poor teaching skills and his liberal addition of points to our grades to cover himself so that he doens't turn out like Dr. Orji. (A former chemistry professor that got fired because he routinely failed over 30% of his class in an intro level course). I guess for now all I can do is suck it up and prepare for Zoology, and then worry about Communications in a little bit and hope for the best.

Progress/ The Jacket

I have just returned from my first final exam of the semester, which was my Intro to Animal Science class. Animal Science is my major, so it was pretty important, and overall I think it went pretty well. It was pretty straightforward with 87 multiple choice questions. There were a few questions about breed differences and metabolism that I was kind of unsure of, but like I said, overall it was a success. However, this was my only exam that didn't take too much preparation. I've made A's all semester in that class, and when I went to study for this exam, I just flipped through my notes and went over some of the anatomy stuff that I didn't do quite as well on. My next final is on Wednesday, and I then have one on Thursday, and these will probably be quite difficult. Preparation for them has already begun, but today is the day that I go nose to the grindstone on them. My Chemistry final, which is one week from today will probably be the most difficult, but since my last final is Thursday, I'll have plenty of time to prepare for it before I actually have to take it next Monday morning. All in all, I'm pretty nervous about all of them though seeing as how these grades are really important for vet school.

Now that I'm through boring everyone, I'll move on to more important matters. Last night I finally saw The Jacket. I must say that although I was quite pleased with all of the scantily clad Adrien Brody moments, I was highly disappointed with the movie in general. Every single character should have been in the mental institution portrayed in this film. They all had issues that needed to be worked out. Keira Knightley really needs to work on her American accent. I'm a big fan of hers, but her performance overall was simply unconvincing. Although I am biased, I thought that Adrien Brody gave a lovely performace. I believe that he has a real talent for portraying unstable characters. However, I felt that the movie was poorly written and difficult to follow. I had to have it explained to me in a running commentary. I just don't understand how people can expect the public to enjoy movies that they cannot even follow. In summary, I wasn't a fan of the movie, but I really enjoyed seeing my future husband wearing not much clothing. :)

Pickler Picked Off

This week, it was time for us to say goodbye to Kellie Pickler. The genre this week was love songs, and Kellie gave her rendition of Unchained Melody. Kellie is a good singer, but this is one of the most difficult songs she could have picked. She gave it a good effort, but it wasn't enough to keep her around until next week. Although Kellie wasn't my favorite, I was pretty disappointed to see her go. After her less than average performance of that Whitney Houston song, I was really hoping that it would be Katharine McPhee's week to go. I don't know why, but I just haven't really liked Katharine from the beginning. Her personality seems so fake to me, and her voice just sounds too trained and artifical. On the other hand, even though I was a fan of Kellie, I didn't vote for her this week, and I didn't see her winning the competition. I just think that the cards were stacked against her due to the fact that the winner of the whole competition last season was a country singer (even though I'd take Kellie Pickler over Carrie Underwood any day). Despite this setback, I still predict a bright future in entertainment for Miss Pickler. I'm not a big fan of country, but this girl is talented, and I feel like she'll be called to make an album pretty quick. Otherwise, she should look into acting. She has a great bubbly personality that would make her the perfect sitcom character. All in all, Kellie Pickler has star quality, and I believe that we'll be seeing more of her very soon.

Is this really worth it?

As much as I hate to admit it, my boyfriend has a lot of power over my life. I say that I hate to admit it because I've always taken a lot of pride in my independence and my ability to take care of myself. In fact, this is the first "real" relatioship that I've ever been in in my life. Every other relationship I've had has been one sided, destined to fail, or emotionally abusive. Because this relaitonship is actually healthy for the most part, I've made its maintainence a big priority in my life. We had a time about a month ago where we were fighting just about every day and I dreaded having to be around him and avoided it at all costs. With some work, things got better and I started to enjoy our time together once again. But in the past few days, I've noticed that once again we're spending less time together, and the time that we do spend together is spent fighting. Last week, he got a summer internship in Rome, Georgia. I'm really happy for him because it's a big accomplishment to do that as a freshman. What this basically means for me is that I won't see him all summer. Because of all of these factors, I'm starting to wonder if this relationship is even worth saving anymore. We both care about each other a lot. However, I'm beginning to realize that that may not be enough. He constantly complains about things to me, and he can never accept when he's wrong. Perhaps the biggest thing that I have a problem with is the way that the drama he causes distracts me from my school work. Just like now, I have a test that I have to leave for in an hour and here I am blogging about how he's made me angry...

So long, Farewell

I've never been a big fan of American Idol. Every season I would watch the first few shows where they showed the horrible auditions in various cities across the nation, have a good laugh, and end my experience there. In fact, this is the first season of the show that I have watched relgiously, but for some reason the people this season just seemed to draw me in. I've been a huge fan of Chris since day one, and I also really like Elliott and Taylor. (And Kellie Pickler, but I refuse to admit that everywhere but this blog.) I look forward to every Tuesday night so that I can see my favorites perform, and I dread every Wednesday night worrying over the possibility that one of them could be sent home. I always breathe a sigh of relief when Ryan Seacrest announces that my favorites are safe and will be back the following week. Unfortunately, I'm coming to realize that right now, it's anyone's game. This became apparent when this week's bottom three was announced. Ace, Chris, and Paris are all very strong performers, and even though Chris is my favorite of the three, I don't really dislike either of the other two. I'm sure that the eliminations will gradually become more and more nervewracking now that all of the inevitables are gone. Last night, it was time for us to say goodbye to Ace. I initially really liked him when they showed his first audition. George Michael's "Father Figure" was on repeat on my computer for days after Ace performed it. However, my respect for him began to dwindle when he sang the Michael Jackson song (I don't recall its title) in that horrible falsetto. Anyone that has musical training knows that falsetto is the easy way out when you can't hit a note, and that the correct thing to do is to switch to head voice, (which is difficult at first, but still quite possible with proper training). My roommate loved Ace throughout the competition, and I believe that she even voted for him this week after his less than average performance and horrible fashion choices. (The man had his hair pulled back in a bun!) Once he actually made it through Hollywood week, I started to dislike him. And after a while, he kind of started to creep me out. And today I just realized why. It's because he reminds me of last season's Constantine. I caught a few episodes of AI last season, but I always had to turn the TV off when Constantine came on, because something about him made me feel dirty, like he was somehow undressing me with his eyes through the television. That was not a good feeling. Anywho, even though Ace was a good performer in general, I'm not too sad to see him go. As for his future career, I don't know if I really see him doing music or not. Maybe if he gets in with someone really talented that can give him a lot of the help that he needs he'll be successful. Otherwise, I'm not too sure about Ace's future entertainment career. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if we hear from this one again.

Let the stress begin!

School is finally winding down. My first semester here at State has been enjoyable, mostly thanks to my fabulous roommate, wonderful boyfriend, and all of the other nice people that I've met here. Unfortunately I have not one but two exams this coming Friday, one in Animal Science, and one in Chemistry. This same scenario occurred the last time that I had tests in these classes, and things turned out okay I suppose, but there's always room for improvement. I've already started studying for them a little, but tonight the studying becomes hardcore. I'm most thankful that my final Chemistry Lab is in about 30 minutes, and also that my final Zoology Lab is tomorrow. Unfortunately, the cessation of these two laboratories entails work as I will be completing my Chemistry postlab as well as my final Zoology lab report this evening during American Idol. Ah well, the countdown is on!!

Victory at last!

Last week, I took a horribly dreadful Zoology test. I say that it was horribly dreadful because the class is horribly dreadful. It was in this class that I recieved the lowest test grade that I have ever recieved in my entire life. I also spend the majority of my homework time working on assignments for this particular class. Just last night, I completed my final lab report for this class, and I did the final required online quiz just last week after the lab met. Today, my professor (who really isn't a bad professor, he just doesn't get his points across and goes through the material too quickly) announced that the grades from last week's test were posted outside of the lab. As soon as the class was over, I, along with about 50 of my classmates rushed over to find out how badly we had done. I was thrilled to learn that I had recieved a 90 on the test, and I only hope that this is a sign that my final grade will turn out okay as well.

Why?!?!

Just in case you haven't figured it out yet, Adrien Brody is the object of my affection. I simply love everything about him. I love his distinctive features, his laid-back personality, and the way that he chooses to take on roles that he thinks will be fun. Mostly though, I just love his acting. His career has been filled with diverse roles, including that of a bisexual punk rocker Spike Lee's Summer of Sam, his role as a Polish Jewish musician trying to survive in the Warsaw ghetto in World War II in Roman Polanski's The Pianist, the role of a mentally handicapped man in M. Night Shyamalan's The Village, and most recently, the role of a 1930's playwright in Peter Jackson's King Kong. Mr. Brody has delivered breathtaking and magical performances in all of these films, and with his talent, distinctive looks, and old Hollywood elegance, he is destined to become a major player in the Hollywood scene in the near future.

This brings me to the topic of my post. In my opinion, a man such as Mr. Brody deserves only the best. So why does he choose to date such unattractive women? I will start with the ex-girlfriend, Sky Nellor. Ms. Nellor's claim to fame? She is a model and a club DJ. Obviously she's not too good, because I had never heard of her before, and I am an avid Dance Dance Revolution player and Vogue reader. Ms. Nellor left Adrien while he was preparing to play Wladyslaw Szpilman, a role for which he later became the youngest actor to ever win the Academy Award for Best Actor. For this role, Mr. Brody lost 30 lbs., and gave up his apartment and car. Ms. Nellor chose to leave him rather than to witness the "ordeal he was choosing to put himself though." The movie was a huge success, and when Adrien won the Academy Award for Best Actor for his performance in The Pianist, Ms. Nellor was quoted as saying that in that moment "the passion just came out of him." She also reassured everyone that he wasn't acting in that moment, but he was actually showcasing the sensitive and sincere personality that she knew and loved. It sounds to me as if someone was hating life at that moment. And in my opinion, she should have been. Not only because she chose to end a long term relationship with one of the most talented actors of our time, but also because, well, look at her! She looks like she was beaten up and then got bad plastic surgery to repair the damage. I understand that the male species is attracted to tall and thin women, and Ms. Nellor definitely has that down, but her body somehow reminds me of an awkward newborn giraffe. And where is her fashion sense? You'd think that with the combined effect of her being a model as well as being somewhat in the public eye, she'd invest in a stylist to make up for her obvious lack of taste.

And now onto Adrien's current flame, Michelle DuPont. Her claim to fame? She dates celebrities. Everything that I've found about her online (and believe me, I've done my research) says that Ms. DuPont is a rock groupie. Maybe it was cool to be a groupie back in the 60's, or even as recently as the late 90's with the huge boyband craze going on, but it's 2006, and Michelle DuPont needs to realize that it's time to get a real job. She's previously been linked to Limp Bizkit's Fred Durst as well as Jane's Addiction's Dave Navarro. (In other words, this chick has been around the block.) Mr. Durst has dated quite a few celebrities including Courtney Love, Alyssa Milano, Carmen Electra, Britney Spears, Halle Berry, and has slept with Rod Stewart's ex-wife Rachel Hunter, Pamela Anderson, and numerous Playboy Playmates. So why did he date Michelle DuPont? My guess is that she was just some random drunk girl that he met at a party and hooked up with, and then felt guilty about it later so he dated her for a while. She must have a fascination with Carmen Electra of some sort, because she's dated 2 of Carmen's ex's (and she's probably slept with quite a few more of them.) Well, I assure you, Michelle DuPont is no Carmen Electra. You'd think that after dating as many celebrities as she has, she'd have gotten one of them to pay for plastic surgery to fix her hideous face. Maybe she SHOULD take up acting. She has the perfect nose to play Cruella DeVille. Or she could also play Mr. Ed as her teeth highly resemble those of the famous television horse. Acting might not work out for her though, seeing as how she'd probably have to take a shower beforehand, and she seems to prefer the grungy look. Basically, I'm just sad to see Adrien mixed up with a pathological celebrity dater that will leave him as soon as someone more famous comes along.

So back to the original topic of this post. Why does the stunningly handsome Adrien Brody date such homely women? My only guess is that it's because he hasn't met me yet. Notice I say yet, because I am quite sure that it is going to happen some day. And when it does, Michelle DuPont and Sky Nellor will have to find new love interests, because Adrien and I will be together forever. Since I am such a nice person and trying to look out for everyone involved's best interests, I have taken it upon myself to pick out new beaus for the women who will soon be shunned.

My pick for Sky Nellor is Dennis Rodman. It would be a match made in heaven. I mean, if you compare their photos, you'll see that they have matching facelifts. I am convinced that this is the sign of a lasting relationship. They obviously share the same aesthetic, and that in itself gives them a strong foundation. Earlier in this post, I critiqued Ms. Nellor's fashion sense. This is another reason that I picked Dennis Rodman for her. Her modeling career seemingly hasn't taught her much about what it means to be fashionable, but I believe that Mr. Rodman can whip her into shape in this department. He is known for his memorable choices of outfits, and let's face it, he does makeup like a pro! I also think that Dennis Rodman would be a great choice for Ms. Nellor as he would help her gain street cred which is most useful on the club scene with his bad boy image. Sky Nellor, if you know what's good for you and you want to save your (lack of a ) career, do yourself a favor and give Mr. Rodman a call.

Now for my pick for Michelle DuPont. Marilyn Manson. I think that it would be best for Ms. DuPont to get back to her roots and start dating rockers again. In that case, who better to date than a celebrity who took have of his name from movie star Marilyn Monroe and the other half from serial killer Charles Manson? I think that Marilyn and Michelle would be great together for several reasons. They both have that walking dead look which is oh-so-popular today. They also have the same taste in music as well as the same drug addiction. This gives me a great idea for where they should go on their first date. Narcotics Anonymous meeting anyone? The only thing that I'm not sure of is whether or not Marilyn is grungy enough for Michelle. He seems to like his makeup done just so, and she seems to not even care if she goes out in public with bedhead. Ah well, differences in relationships are important because they give us something to argue about, and therefore a reason to have makeup sex.

Adrien Brody was furious with rumors that he was cheating on Michelle with Keira Knightley during the filming of The Jacket. He said that he doesn't take being in a relationship lightly, and I applaud that attribute. I just wish that he would break up with the serial celebrity dater and either date an actress, a regular girl, or me. Preferably me, of course. As I said earlier, someone like him deserves only the best, and that is definitely not Sky Nellor or Michelle DuPont. At least I can say that he doesn't go just for looks (otherwise he would not be dating either of these women), I just think that he deserves someone with the whole package. I can only hope that soon he will leave Michelle for me, and we'll sail the Mediterranean together, and live happily ever after.

And another thing...

P.S.- I love Adrien Brody, and I plan on marrying him very soon.

Hooray!

A new blog. I'm quite excited.