it's a love story, baby just say yes.

I don't know if that song will ever not make me cry.
I just listened to it with my dad before getting out of the car, and I'm pretty sure he'll have a good cry before falling asleep tonight.

Neither of my parents are the kind of people to show their emotions, and I inherited that trait too.
I knew we both wanted to cry and hug, and neither of us could really talk, so we just said goodnight and I love you, and I came in the house and started crying, and he probably went to his car and did the same.

There are things in life that are hard to get over, and things that you can't ever fix.

You may move on with your life and have your happy days, but there's always that underlying sadness of knowing something has changed your life forever.

I want to prove myself wrong on that last sentence. I'd like to prove to myself that this won't ruin my life. Up until now, that hasn't been the case, though.

you know you love me ...
xoxo, millions of oh my bad, i mean gossip girl.

no. way.

i'm not slacking off or backing out
or cracking up with doubt.
i'm working it out.

***

another funny day monday.

it wasn't that eventful, but it was so much fun.
had a subtextual fight with the homies, but i ended up meeting them at the bowling alley irregardless.
i ended up being bomb-diggety at bowling that night, and i think that was karma for piale because she only wanted me to go so that she'd have someone to beat OH WHO SAID THAT.
so after bowling, we went up to cruise sunset.

during the sunset cruise, we had the most amazing sing-along to 'pushin me away.' not even kidding.
it was scandalous, and all three of us were feeling that song like it wasn't even a thang.

we didn't get milkshakes.
we saw desmond.

then david passed the eff out, and we had "bossy" on repeat for like 40 minutes.
so good.

one more lap around sunset, which was all kinds of dead for some reason, and david woke up.

idk, it really wasn't eventful.
NO WAAAY, JOHN TAYLOR. jk.

today, i went to the gym and got all tired, so then i went home, and then i went to irvine and watched 90210 with minerva & gabby, had some gossip time, and some itunes-raping time as well. got a whole bunch of good music.

boys boys boys, i like boys in cars.
boys boys boys, they buy us drinks in bars.

KILL THE LIGHTS!!

what else .. oh so then i went to work, and the first two hours were effing bomb.
it was after my break (during, actually) that everything went downhill.
there was seriously nothing to do and i still had two hours to go.
i had to walk around doing nothing. in real life, i love doing nothing, but when it comes to work, no no no.

so anyway, i had a sad moment when i was walking to the shuttle stop to go back to my car.
i realized that at some point in life, "old man crushes" really aren't all that much older.
my current old man crush is probably like 10 years older than i am. definitely not more than 20 years older. that's so sad.
i'm getting old.
pretty soon, my old man crushes are going to be the same age as me. DNW.

you know you love me,
xoxo gossip girl

ps
i'm watching a hilary duff dvd. loveeee HD!

~*~*~*~*~NEVER FORGET THAT CORNER OFF SUNSET

superstar. where ya from, how's it goin?

I know you
got a clue whatcha doin.
You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know whatchu are.
Whatchu are babehhhh.

WOMANIZA WOMAN-WOMANIZA
OH- WOMANIZA OH
YOU'RE A WOMANIZA BAYBEH~

***

last night was freaking hilarious.

so we decided to show david the new house, just so he would know where it was ...
and as we get there, they're leaving. UGH!! we were not prepared for this scandaliciousness.

anywho .. so obviously we went on a chase.
however, on the way out, we see a little something something that looks like it's going in.
too bad we didn't know the color!!! we totally would've taken that assignment over the one we ended up going on. oh well.
someoneee was getting picked up .. hm.

so after that, we got back and there was some car out in front. hm. dnw. O_o
obv people were getting in the territory, so we chased them out a few times after a mj & pj sighting.
it was hilarious.
we chased them out the back way, the front way, doing some weird u-turn, honked at them, mad-dogged them several times, flashed our brights at them.
fun stuff.
massachussetts, i'm talking about you.

so then after that, we decided to go see the studio, which we did, followed by a millions of milkshakes run. SO GOOD!!

oh & before i forget my joe jonas rap:
ugh oh wait i already forgot it.
it was like.
scandals going down up in the hood, in the hood.
but this ain't the hood, it's the bel air whaaat?
lol it was funny at the time ... oh well.

idkidk.
so anyway, then we were like "haay let's bust a mission to the 24-hr wal mart after milkshakes to get the poster!!" .... mmmhm.

but on the way home, we decided to go to the hood. last-minute decision, but let's be real, i feel like the hood is always necessary before going home.

so we went, and all of us at this point had to pee SOOOO effing bad it wasn't even funny.
piale's phone was dead.
& anyway so we went to bob's, but piale didn't want to charge her phone there.
it would've been awkward.
ghetto posed before we left.

their house is so deaddd now. :[ emolicious.

then off we went to the 24-hr wal mart. before david parked the car, piale and i were already out running to the door. this lady was like "alcohol" and we stopped and went "huh?" and she said "are you here to buy alcohol? it's already 2 am." and we were like "NO!" and immediately kept running.
it was like a movie. david caught up and ran in behind us. he pulled piale's hat off, so she had to stop running to pick it up. "one down." then it was just david running at my side, but my phone fell out of my pocket so i had to stop too. "two down." GRRRR.
so i pick my phone up, and then we're all running in different directions looking for posters.
david and piale ask some guy who works there where they are, and i use my secret ninja instigator skills and just follow them.

we all get to the poster section and there aren't any there. :[ TFE.
at this point we're all out of breath, though. tmth.

i got a scarf, david got a bag, and piale bought a skirt.

anyway, i'm going to go get ready to go out now .. dad's still not here with food.

tunnel vision had him locked on in my sight

On a mission, for position by the end of the night
It’s like a prey, playin' games with the hunter
You better run boy, time to surrender

And all I need is to feel you
All I want is to feel you

REACH OUT AND TOUCH ME!

***

kay so i just cracked myself up and i had no one to tell even though it's only 1 am but it feels like freaking 3:30 right now.

so basically i didn't do this one assignment for my nutrition class, and i e-mailed the professor like "can i still turn it in for partial credit?" and she was like "please turn it in." and i really wanted to respond with "thanks bb."

i just chuckled again when i typed that out.

anyway. i just got home (ok not really, i've been home since like 11, idk why i just started blogging right now) from my first disneyland party. it was so cute. i wouldn't say it was bomb-diggety, but it kind of was tbh.

firstly, i won a goldfish. oh wait no.
firstly, i ate some bomb food. nom nom nom.

secondly, i won a goldfish, which i immediately named nick jonas.
upon further consideration, i decided to change the name to Nicholas JJ Cyrus.
i was thinking about going to win another one so i could name one nick and one miley and have them be niley, but then i was like .. no.
i'm going to keep writing about all the other names i came up with: niley, jj, jenny, lovebug, HD, hilary, the fish with a bunch of names, goldie, rilo, disco, and others that i don't remember.
so anyway, since i'm not into joe right now, the "JJ" in the name stands for Joe and Jenny, because they were my ~gold inspiration during my gold phase and it's a goldfish.
if i ever get another gold fish, i'm probably just going to name it jenny.

how do you know if your goldfish is a boy or a girl? hm.

after i won a goldfish, i got a balloon made. actually i was in line for the balloon when i won the goldfish bc my friend held my spot in line, and i did the same for her when she got a goldfish.

i got a balloon ariel and it is BOMB. DIGGETY.

i'm thinking of getting my pimped out mickey hat tomorrow. we'll see. i also want to get my hair did tomorrow. again, we will see.

what else ...

oh so then we got our faces painted. they ran out of glitter, which was not cute.
i really only wanted to get my face done because they glitterize it and i'm all about that glitter.
but anyway my face came out pretty cool. it would've been better with glitter, though, let's be real.

after that, we went to this other booth where you throw a football into a thing to win something, and i didn't win, but that was cool bc i didn't want any of the stuffed animals they had for prizes. it wasn't even a thang.

then we did the cake walk. i was seriously like "i'm not leaving without a cake." for realzies.
i saw the wheel thing that picks which numbers win, and i thought, "5 and 17 are going to win cakes." it was just one of those feelings you get for no reason but you know you're right.
so anyway, i ended up out of pure coincidence getting number 17, and then they spun the wheel and 5 and 17 won, so i had a fangirl moment and went "Yes! I won!" .... lol so awkward. it wasn't a fangirl moment over winning a cake though, it was about being right. and kind of about the cake.

so anyway i won the cake. & then they started playing "SUAVEMENTEEEE, besame!" and i was like. oh to the wow. they picked the epitome of hispanic party songs to play at this party. it was hilarious.
& then right after that, they played "oooaaaay no hay que lloraaaar, que la vida es un carnaval!" and yeah. that's #2 on the list of songs everyone plays at their stereotypical fun central american parties. bomb diggety.

then after that song, they went on to play the usual ghettolicious songs like "ms. new booty" and "low" while i ate a snocone that was bigger than my head. i seriously only ate like 4 percent of it.

then we decided to leave, and AS I WAS LEAVING .. this is what i hear:

Superstar
Where you from? How's it goin?

I was like AAHHHH!!! they HAD to play that song. perfect song to jam to as we left.

but then we ended up wandering around in "cast members only" areas. bomb diggety. it was weird though, because since only employees were there anyway, no one cared that we were back there and it felt so sneaky.

we couldn't find a way out of d-land so then we went through the park (which was already closed and empty) to the main entrance/exit. it was so cray cray being there when it's closed. it'll be even worse tmrw when i get out at 2 am. scandalous.

you know you love me.
xoxo, gossip girl