I have a kitty named Shadow and I love her mucho muchooooo. She’s adorable and she always has a ridiculous attitude. She’s bitch slapped me before for not petting her while I was on the phone. 

She has her normal kitty habits where she’ll throw up and go hide. She’ll end up hiding and waiting for one of us to find it and get really mad. I’m sure she ignores me when I yell.

But there are those days (that occur very rarely) where she for some reason can’t make it to the litterbox, and she’ll shit on the floor. This is when I feel really really bad, because instead of hiding and waiting for us to find it, she’ll sit next to what she’s done in silence. Once the smell hits ya, it hits ya hard. I go find her and she’ll sit there looking at me with a face that looks like she’s saying, “Oh god, I’m sorry.”

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I would love to have a snake. I want a kitten and I want a snake. I dunno what I’d name either of them, but I really want a kitten and a snake. 

Because it’s my friend Matt (made by Arian) about how we were all scared he got “raptured” on the day of the Rapture- but he showed up hours later to chill with us :DDD

I am so lazy. 

I really wanna go to the gym and stuff to be healthy and to get some girl-abs and such :3 But honestly, I play videogames and then I get side tracked. The most I walk around is when I’m in school at passing time inbetween classes. As a Senior, we don’t have PE anymore, and honestly I miss it D: I never really thought about how badly I would miss running around and playing random sports. (Even though I don’t like running around that much)

I bought Zumba, because HAY I’m on the xb360 all the time, why not give it a try? Well, it was good and it was really fun but I get a new game and completely forget about it. lol

So I’m still pretty lazy, but hopefully when I get to college, I’ll start working out.

OH THIS IS A FUNNY ONE.

Honestly, I came across Tumblr because a friend of mine kept posting her Facebook status as “tumblr <3 <3” so I decided to check out what a tumblr was. She had a link in practically every Facebook status that she posted, and when I clicked on it I found an entire page describing how big of a cunt I was.

So basically I was pissed and immediately turned off by Tumblr.

I can’t really remember what happened in between the fight and actually joining Tumblr, (probably because I got extremely stoned to forget about that stupid fight and losing my two best friends because of it) but it hasn’t necessarily changed my life. I guess I spend more time on the computer actually blogging instead of just aimlessly browsing StumbleUpon.

I mean,

I guess.

:P

Summer - I love the warmth of summer, I love going to the beach, the feeling of freedom that it brings. Spring makes my allergies go NUTS and Winter makes me feel like shit. Autumn is basically the only other season that doesn’t bother me. 

Summer makes me feel as though all my school wasn’t such a waste and now it’s time to be ready to be myself. I can enjoy myself in the Summer, even though all I do is work (every single day) but that’s okay. I feel more…myself in the Summer.

Grey - Yea, it’s technically not a colour so I guess it doesn’t count, but I love grey. The majourity of my clothing is grey.

Black - Uhh, black is also not a colour. But the rest of my clothing is pretty dark, mainly black. I mean, it pretty much goes with everything.

White - Wow. Damn. Not one of my favourite colours is actually a colour. What the fuck. Well, the rest of my clothing is white (or some variation, like off white or sorta a dull white…if ya get what I mean?) Although it gets dirty pretty easily.

I’ve never been able to keep friends. Never. It’s either people suck or maybe I really am a huge bitch that no one likes. But whichever it is, I don’t really give a fuck because by now, I should be used to it. But I have two really close friends who I really hope won’t ever do that to me. (Even though I’m still extremely scared there’s a high possibility that they’ll leave anyways)

Shelby and Alexis are my best friends. End point. They’re the real-est people I’ve ever met, they’re not heartless and they really care for the people around them. They’re honest and they don’t put up with the petty bullshit that seems to be loaming everywhere. They’re two of the most beautiful people in the world, inside and out. They’re fun and not afraid to express themselves, which really helps me to get out there and to not be so self-conscious. They’re also the definition of “not giving a fuck” I’m able to talk to the both of them when I need it and I’m all ears when it comes to them both. I could talk to the both of them for hours just about anything really, from random shit to the most deep emotions that we hide from everyone else. I have so many reasons to be envious of the both of them, but also a ton of reasons why I should be thankful to have them as friends.

I seriously love you guys, and I don’t know where I would be without you guys. You’ve been there when I really needed you and put up with so much of my bullshit. We’ve had AMAZING times together, and made so many memories that I hope will never leave me. Thanks so much. <3

Uhm, I’m not really sure what I would call my favourite because for one- I don’t watch TV. My television goes on to play videogames and every so often to watch football and hockey. 

But I do watch TV shows online, and I couldn’t tell what my favourite would be.

At some point I was obsessed with House, and then the Pokemon series, and then Scrubs, ( I do enjoy Family Guy, but no obsession there ) and then Lie To Me, and then Weeds, and then Misfits, and most recently GLEE. Ahahhahahah.

Honestly, when I first heard of Glee, I thought it was the dumbest thing ever. Everyone was so in love with it and I was like, lolno. But after seeing a couple recent gifs on Tumblr, I was intrigued and wanted to see what Glee really was. I had never seen an episode, so I went straight to episode 1. lol. I likes it a lot now :3

I’m attempting to catch up at the moment, I’m on Season 2 possibly Episode 15 or so? Maybe the 16th or something, I’m not really sure. I’m too tired and I’m in school right now, so I can’t remember lol.

Although Rachel really bothers me and she certainly is really creepy and looks like a 14-year old, blahblahblah yea her and Finn is cute.

Artie is my favourite male singer, Brittany has grown on me and she’s now one of my favourites, and then of course Kurt and Blaine are ADORABLE (even though I haven’t necessarily gotten that far and they’re not exactly together). Quinn grew on me and Santana + Mercedes voices are AMAZERING together. OH and Emma is just ADORABLE. <3 Love her.

Yeaaaa that’s my most recent obsession. Yup.

Oh good fun!

I’ll start with my piercings. Like most kids, my first piercings were my ears. I was in kindergarten and my step-mom took me to a mall to get my ears pierced. Now- I wear one stud and the other either a hoop or a dangle. I used to gauge out my ears, but my grandmother didn’t want me to wear them for my Homecoming Dance, resulting in them closing the very same night. It hurt. A lot.

So then my next piercing was my Industrial through my left ear. I had wanted an Industrial since I saw this really cute guy from ModernPizza. I know it’s sorta shallow, but it looked really cool! (And I was in like…6th grade.) I finally convinced my grandparents it was safe for me to get it done my Sophomore Year in high school (with the help of my doctor who said it was totally fine for me)

My next piercing was my BellyRing, which I was super excited to get. I got it done my JuniorYear. I bought myself three new rings to switch them out when it healed. However, my body decided to reject it out and the skin around the piercing died. In my Chemistry class, it had hooked itself on my belt as I was sleeping and when I sat up straight it ripped right out of my skin. I didn’t even feel it though. The next thing I heard was the clinking on the floor of metal. It fuckin’ sucked. A lot. It left a really dumb and unattractive scar. :/

The next piercing I did myself. I was honestly bored one day and said, “I’m going to pierce my nose.” So I did. I iced my nose, took a safety pin and stuck it through. It surprisingly didn’t get infected :o

And the most recent piercing I’ve gotten was my tongue :3 I have wanted one for a long time now (even though it was an on and off thing) and getting it on my 18th birthday made me super happy. It was a symbol of my freedom and it’s a nice treat for my boyfriend ;]

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Now my tattoos. I have two.

The first one I got on my 17th birthday with my Dad. It’s the sixth symbol of the Black Zodiac- Strength Over Insecurity. I have always been an extremely insecure person. I got over it and felt so much better about myself, no matter what people said. It’s on my lower back on the left side. Tons of people tell me it looks like an A and an S with a line under them.

My second tattoo is the Aries symbol. It means a ton to me, because I take pride in my astrological sign. When the zodiac had changed, I was angry when people started telling me that I was now a Pisces. Aries is part of my identity. It’s on my right hip. Everyone says it looks either like a penis or it looks like ovaries. That’s okay, because Aries is a fire sign, and very sexual. So it doesn’t matter much to me when people are like LOL PENIS.

Everyone that I know (friends, family, pets, ya know) call me Ann. Because that is mah name. However, teachers and other such authority call me Elizabeth.

Ann is my middle name. Elizabeth is my first name. And my last name does not have an “N” in it. Whatsoever.

So, I don’t really mind my middle name- pretty much everyone calls me by it so I’m quite used to it. People make variations of it, like “Annie” and “Annabelle” and once or twice, “Annaliese” . But it really throws me off when a friend or family member calls me Elizabeth. I only really notice that I was legally named Elizabeth while I’m in school.

I guess I like my middle name. It’s short and sweet, and so far- I don’t know anyone else named Ann (so normally when people are talking and I hear my name, I can safely assume that it’s about me).

My dad once gave me a reason why he nicknamed me Ann (besides the obvious answer- it’s my middle name and shorter) but that he once dated a girl who had a sister named Ann. He dated her for a while, and then broke up with the girl for the sister (named Ann) sooooo that’s a little sketchy, but it really doesn’t matter. :D

Oh, and my gramma’s middle name is Ann, so I guess there’s that too.