Harry Potter Hangover

I got home at 4am last night.

(this morning)

Harry Potter was EPIC.

That's all I'm going to say because I will not spoiler for those who have not seen it.

Let me just say this.

I go to the midnight showings.

I have HATED every Harry Potter movie...

Here's why...

I LOVE the books.

This movie was bloody brilliant.

So I get home...

and I have this incredible insight...

Like I thought..

"Man, I should blog this. Its so mind blowing."

And now I forgot what this incredible insight was.

Figures.

My family is currently all gathering in my hometown for an exciting wedding tomorrow of my beautiful cousin...

I am currently gathered on my couch in my apartment watching

"The Wedding Planner"...

Guess where I'd rather be...

Sometimes I have word vomit.

(Word Vomit: not censoring what you're about to say and it just comes out)

Let's be honest. I have it all the time.

But when I like someone...

I dont know what to say.

How in the world does that work?

When I day dream...

I think of wonderful things to say to someone.

Im officially rambling...

I have been up for far too long

I have Harry Potter Hangover... It feels good

Baby, All I Want for Christmas is You

Who is excited for Christmas???

This picture represents everything I am about.

Christmas at the beach.

Also, some of you may be thinking that its only the beginning of November, and I am jumping the gun with this whole Christmas thing.

To you... I simply say elf rule number one "treat every day like Christmas"

Tonight, I cleaned.

Because my apartment is disgusting. I cleaned the only thing I have control over, and deep cleaned my room.

As my mom would say it looks like its ready for church.

Now my beautiful roommate is singing Christmas music to me on her guitar.

We made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.

They taste like Heaven in my mouth.

As I watched my beautiful roommate make the cookies,

I thought a lot about how baking is like love.

Ha, I'm joking.

All I was thinking about was eating the cookies when they were done.

But it does baffle me, how we all have our own ingredients per-say, and how if you mix the wrong ingredients together, you get a big fat mess.

If you mix random ingredients together sometimes you get something beautiful...

Sometimes you still get a big fat mess.

So far... I need a new recipe card.

Good Googily Moogily

I love listening to acoustic guitar playing.

My beautiful roommate is currently playing on our living room floor.

She keeps apologizing for being annoying.

Let me quote Clueless for a second and say...

AS IF.

Im pretty sure a corny moment I wouldn't laugh at is if a guy just sang to me with his acoustic guitar.

I would probably marry him...

Lets be honest.

I'd marry Jason Mraz for his rhymes and his guitar.

Whenever someone says disaster.. I wanna say its a catastrophe.

(Thanks Eminem)

I suddenly just realized I don't have any friends.

Im not saying this in a pity party I'm sitting in the dark crying way...

But in a

funny

kind of pathetic

I want to go Rock Climbing tonight

but have no one to go with type of way.

Its sad really.

I decided tonight that I need more friends, especially guys.

Now I know what you're thinking...

You're thinking that I want more guy friends so I can date them and kiss them a lot.

You're thinking wrong... so quit it. :)

(Quidditch)

I would like a boyfriend for that reason.

Right now though,

I want more guy friends.

The kind I can

hang out with in my comfys,

go rock climbing,

eat,

laugh,

and talk about each others dating lives,

with each other.

Remember how I used to have guy friends?

They all live in Oregon.

This is a problem.

Especially when my beautiful roommate who plays guitar to me

goes on dates.

I Am Giving Up On Half Empty Glasses

I love to read.

I also love broccoli.

Which I the classifies me as a grade A, state of the art, bonafide...

NERD

I accept it.

Dream Date?

Reading, while cuddling on the beach.

Is anyone out there like me?

I grew up on the coast,

and now that I live inland

I miss the beach so much I'm sad sometimes.

I call it

"Im missing the beach so much I'm sad"

moments.

I love the beach.

I could sit at the beach all day every day if I could.

Come Join Me Sometime?

There's a whole other world under the ocean.

If I were Ariel, I would stay there...

Speaking of Ariel...

(Let me rant for a second)

Why wont Prince Eric change for her? Why does she have to change for him??? What is this teaching young girls. If you want a guy to like you, you have to change into the person he wants you to be. Would Eric have still loved Ariel if she asked him to live in the sea with her?

Is that even his name?

(I think it is...)

Belle is the best princess.

Lets be honest.

She loves to read.

Also, she see's inner beauty...

And is willing to give up her own freedom for someone she loves.

Belle probably loved Broccoli too.

I Conformed... So Shoot Me.

I'm not exactly sure what I am going to do with this blog....

It could turn into something that I start and then give up on because I cant find my rhythm. (High School Basketball). Or it could turn into a good book that I cant put down. (19 Min by Jodi Piccoult). For right now, it's the first chapter of a book that I am still unsure of.

Lets talk about me. (Me Monster! Rawr!)

Basic Boring Stuff:

I am 20 years old.

I am tall, and when I wear high heels people like to point it out (is that a compliment??)

I have brown hair, but I like to dye it... I am not a blonde though.

I wear contacts, but every once in awhile I like to freak people out and wear glasses. Its as if they never knew me at all... mwahahaha

My love for music is endless.

My love for the beach exceeds forever...

Music at the beach? Ecstasy

I enjoy going to the movies, and I also enjoy the previews. So lets get there on time people!

I am single.

which leads me to my next point...

I have never been a girlfriend girl. I am not the type of girl to have a boyfriend at all times. (or ever) I enjoy boys, and their company. I enjoy kissing boys (there I said it), but a boyfriend... Blast how scary. I am independent and outspoken which apparently isn't always good. I was more excited about meeting Mitt Romney than Halloween. (Don't misunderstand, I was still looking for cute guys at the rally;)) I like to think its cute when boys are romantic, but lets be honest, I laugh. I love flowers, but they eventually die. Just reminds me of How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days, "Our love fern! You killed our love fern!"

Someday I'm sure a guy will sweep me off my feet, but lets hope he can laugh first, because I am not a graceful person and this could turn into a funny situation. (In case you didn't catch on I literally envisioned a guy running and picking me up all romantic, but I am unsuspecting and we both fall down).

Well... I'm off to bed, I'll try to keep this going and especially interesting. Nothing is off limits here.. But I wont mention names...

Until next time.