the summertime girls got it going on.

I've been trying to get my bittorrent hands on Factory Girl. Sienna Miller is just such an intriguing character and well, the movie seems to remind me of a la Almost Famous mode. Anyways, I'm very much determined to see it, if not the acting, then the fashion itself. And plus, who can't laugh at the 10 seconds of fame that has become of Mary-Kate Olsen? Seriously she's in the back scene admiring a piece of work. Oh irony!

Okay, so summer hasn't really hit full swing, though I've already returned to my partying/Paris Hilton ways. lolz Nevertheless, I've been going to bed like at 5 in the morning and waking up at 6pm just in time to watch Friends. And rinse and repeat.

It's time to buckle down. What exactly do you have in mind? It's the carbs. All the mother god-awful carbs. All those lovely frat parties and social events. Who seriously googles the nutritional facts of Natty Lite? Guilty.

We keep it classy.

about being honest with yourself.

Let me just clarify, if you haven't noticed already. I'm not a fan of confrontation. As much as I love drama, (the thing is) I am never the one to start it. 'Cause I'm classy like that! lol So everyone who thinks I'm a bitch... yes I am, but that's only if I don't like you. And that's why I love being a girl so much besides the purses, shoes, acessories, and dresses. The way we fight is absolutely, fantastically-stellar!

I can't believe I'm dedicating a whole entire post to this. But it's gotten to a point where it's rediculous. I'm not your fucking paparazzi. If you want pictures of your ugly self (for facebook), take your own camera out. K? I seriously don't need anymore files on my laptop of you. Don't abuse the fact that I carry my camera around. I have no patience for, "Oh, take a picture of me!" Seriously.

I've got to stop drinking diet coke. blerghhh