It's okay... We're all Poor Here.

 I have found the definition of humbleness.

 And then I forgot it and started to be a free un-humble person again because that's how I do. Also the fact that all of my friends compliment me so much it just raises my self confidence to be around them. I don't know maybe we have a unspoken pact of uplifting each other. Hm I guess it sounds better then it, well it is good. Well you get the point it's probably better working at lifting my confidence than this story you're about to hear about my latest college adventure/antic-dote.

 SO, let's start this beautiful/awkward/really embarrassing story shall we?

 Is that a we shall? Well you know, okay I guess we will if you insist.
 
 Maybe that's suppose to be funny I really don't know I just put the gif there because the girl might be Penny from Napoleon Dynamite (or maybe her twin. Her evil twin from Mars!!! That's who it really is) and well you know how I feel about that show. Yeah the actual movie was crap the animated version was my jam though. Okay let's get back on track...

 Let's set the scene people!! Goodgracious you're lazy Carl!! Everyone ACTION!!!

 I want to say that the thing I wrote before was NOT a reference to some unknown awesome thing from the past or present I just made it up to be funny. Let's just all take a second to appreciate my patheticness. Oh yeah, me? I'm good *cries not so silently in the corner.*

 Now let's get on track and go to this beautiful tale that I made some descriptions of earlier. Yeah let's do it (okay Natalie, stop procrastinating your doom/complete and utter humiliation on the internet.)

 Okay so I was in class which was History which if you know me made me super freaking hungry. Actually if you know me you would know that everything makes me super freaking hungry but that's not the point the point was I hadn't eaten lunch and I would get out in exactly three minutes which means freedom until ten minutes later when my sister would get out of class and I would have to go home. So obviously the second I got out of class I said goodbye to really the only person who actually talks to me, and run to the vending machines that are reasonably and conveniently placed in every hallway, so none of their beloved college students will get hungry and spend all there money and only have enough to buy one soda. It's a sad day when everyone can't buy one dollar sodas/chips, but it's a whole other sad day when you realize that whoever put that machine right there is getting rich off people's dollar bills.

 Anyways so I get to the one beloved vending machine and peeps be gettin out there classrooms, so you know it's going to be a quick snack for them until they go to there next class like the beasts they are cause they can't stop won't stop. There I just made a reference to a song so I no longer feel, so loser-ish to the earlier incident. You're welcome. So when I show up to the little party type feel around the place I just wait for people to get their food and leave, so when it clears a bit I look around and there's this really attractive guy in the seat and he's just chillin you know? Aint nothin on him.

 He's looking at me and I realize I'm next in line so I walk up and I awkwardly fumble with my backpack trying to find my purse/wallet thing my sister gave me for Christmas and I pull it out and realize that I only have pennies, nickles, and a quarter. Crappity.

 But I try to play it off and start sticking my one quarter in there and sticking my nickles and I even had one dime and that made it sixty five cents. I start freaking out because by then the really attractive dude is behind me giving that face like "chick are you for real." Now I dish out that face a whole lot but it's intimidating so I start sticking in my pennies and the machine starts getting all jangly and I'm like, crap it all I'm done.

 I wanted some freaking crackers!! Is that so hard to get freaking crackers?!?!?! I think not sirs but yeah. I got a really annoyed face from the cutest guy ever and then had to walk away because I couldn't buy eighty cent crackers. Also I left a perfectly good sixty cents in that machine. And I found out that pennies don't work in those stupid freaking things. Pretty much I left that lobby feeling humiliated, then pissed, then just feeling like I was fulfilling the poor college girl cliche. Darn me.

 Yup and it wasn't like on those romantic comedies when the guy runs after the girl with the snack in his hand and then they go on a date and then decide they love each other get married in the Bahamas and then become another stupid Hallmark movie and trust me most of the "Christmas specials" they have going on up in that peace aren't that great. Anyways no I walked to the elevator and grouched about how poor I was. And then the elevator broke and I had to use the stairs. Pretty much I felt like that was the crappiest thing ever, and now I look back on it now and I see how truly hilarious the whole thing was. Though I still want that cracker.

 At the moment I felt like this:

 And this:

 (I'm pretty sure the coconuts are suppose to break. I might not be right...)

 And maybe I felt a little bit of self loathing which is pretty much this whole gif in itself:

 It was a bad day what can I say.

 And I was off my game. Though I saw this and thought it was hilarious. All you beautiful people I'm sure will be able to appreciate it.

 Two words.

 You're welcome.

Bangs.... Flattereth me not

 So I got bangs...

 That happened.

 Now when you think of bangs you think of cute 'girl next door' look that flatters every girl on the face of the planet, and while that's fine of you to think just look at my particular 'banging situation' (see what I did there?) and you won't exactly be thinking about cute things like puppies and rainbows or even that adorable girl that has always been in your life. Though I don't admit it I don't particularly enjoy this thing that gets in my eyes frequently now. It's like cousin It has decided to sit on my head and the second after I push some hairs away there's always more to replace the 'void.' Also if you don't know what or who cousin It is than let's do a blast from the past:
 He's with me now chill. Adam's Family pretty much my childhood which probably makes me a weird kid but I don't care!! Okay I care a little but still.

 Now because I keep getting off track let's go over what we just talked about shall we? What I should look like:

 What my mom says I actually look like:

  And no not even the semi-attractive person to the left. No, I can't possibly be able to pull of bangs that well. According to my all-glorious mother I look like the gorgeous goofy character making the beauteous face to the right.

 Now we got the description down on myself (yay) let's talk about this charming little "adventure" to the barber shop that got most (yeah not even all of them!!) of the hairs on my forehead chopped and my ego to go to it's all-time low which isn't that bad saying other people who are not as fortunate as mwa say my ego is incredibly large for a 5ft. 4 little girl. So let's get back to the point (I apologize I tend to ramble and not be focused on something for large amounts of, ooh a unicorn!!) But pretty much the whole experience started with me wanting bangs. It's quite a natural wish for a fourteen or however the heck older or younger you are than me because let's be real, bangs don't have a time limit cause that shiz be forever.

  I'm in the barber shop being a good girl sitting alone due to a certain someone deciding to sit in the car due to her (and I quote) "ratchet hair" and unflattering (in my opinion sorry, Lauren) Mexican peasant dress she scored at the thrift store which usually has pretty good deals but this was and is not one of them I assure you that. And I went up to the Asian (stereotypical I know right?) person at the front who I guess was going to cut my hair and she started by asking repetitively if I had gone there before and that she needed my phone number (and I don't believe she will need it due to the fact I'm probably never going back there.)

 And I think it's safe to say that five minutes into the whole experience and I'm 1.) Trying to find a way out of getting my glorious hair chopped off and 2.) Becoming completely and utterly irritated.

 What can I say I'm not a patient person. Despite the fact I have six very infuriating things I call siblings I still do not manage my anger management problems nor do I try to. And two minutes after that I was sitting in one of those saloon type chairs the lady lobbing off my hair and then ten minutes later I had kind of sideways bangs that were jagged and the more the lady said "side bangs are in this year. All your friends will be jealous!! You pretty you pretty like this" I was more and more sure that I looked worse than when we started. Then when I pay freaking fifteen dollars for a crappy job I leave to find my older sister still in the car telling me how horrible I look.

 So I go in for round two...

 Yay.

 Okay that whole story despite it being 100% true was a bit on the exaggerated side. What can I say I have thing for theatrics. Though all and all I do kind of sort of like my hair despite the fact I look like a four year old and a goofy character I  can live with it. And if not I'll just pin it back so I guess my problems aren't that bad.

 Also it's Valentine's day. Yup. That's pretty much enough said there because of my complete and utter lack of a boyfriend though who said I wanted one.





 So if you're single and out there know you're not the only loser on the planet because obviously I have more problems than you. Gosh stop being so selfish you fiend. Anyways I hope I actually made the day that you remember that nobody loves you, better, and that you laugh if only just a little at my fail jokes, and the beautiful gifs that I have hand selected (just for you) above. You're welcome (insert creepy stalker face here.)

A Lil' Quality Time With the Sis.

 Ah bonding time with my sister...

 If only it was good as the movies make it seem.

Now when I decide to actually involve myself with my sister who is always there for me and not in the helpful ways she's just always there. We share a room so of course we're going to have some really weird and entertaining memories for when we're old and grody and need a laugh.

 Like today when I was reading (naturally) and my sister was listening to the "Frozen" soundtrack. If you haven't watched Frozen yet let me personally recommend it to you because it was freaking good. Anyways back to the point she was listening to Olaf's song 'In summer' and decided to sing to it and this is pretty much how it went.

 "Shdoifneloidn... SUMMER!! Naoidnfoiehnfld... BE A HAPPY SNOWMAN!! Udnfoidefnatol... IN SUMMER!!!"

 If you didn't know what I was going for she didn't know most of the words and pretty much mumbled the whole song with the exception of a few words that she actually knew and decided to sing at the top of her lungs. But that's not even the worse she started "dancing" and I think I've talked about this before but what she consider's dancing is what the world consider's a Native American tribal dance, and she made it even more lifelike by the mumble-singing she had going on. The only thing is she's so white it kind of ruins the effect of actually being an Indian rain dance. She's definitely the whitest one out of our whole family just so you know...
 



This last one is actually something she insisted on doing, and decided was the greatest idea to do it in front of the big window at the front of our house. Some of our neighbor's kids will be traumatized for life because gosh dang she's my sister and it makes me uncomfortable!!

 Though sometimes I do enjoy her making a fool out of her self I also find that the embarrassing crap she does affects me. Though that doesn't make me stop her. I'm a great sister obviously.

 So there's a sneak peak on how time with my little sister is. Also if you haven't read my other post then here it is... >http://caterpllarbushyeyebrows.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-work-out-of-champions.html

 Yes my sister is strange... I guess my feelings about her is what people think about me. A weird thing to think about.

Excuse Me Sir, Your Butt is Eating Your Pants....

 Buttmunchers....

 Now this might look like a made up word, and might get the red squiggly line under it anytime that I write it, but I'm afraid that it is a serious disease in our society!! Our butts are deciding to go against humanity and they've resolved to, *sucks in a breath dramatically*, START EATING OUR PANTS!!!

 Terrifying I know.

 Okay that was suppose to be funny, but there's also the aspect that it is a serious problem especially with bathing suits and shorts that are, so excruciatingly small that the pockets on them are longer than the shorts themselves!! Thought truthfully I don't find those to look in any way comfortable, and I'm all about that comfort life.

Yup I'm a hipster wearing those basketball pants twenty-four-seven and rocking it like a pro.  But I guess some people don't want to become like me and actually want to be 'fashionable.' I guess there pulling the 'dare to stand out' crap because let's be honest who doesn't want to be like me, and wear basketball pants and t-shirt that I always seem to be sporting? Okay don't answer that. Though it should be the official outfit of Texas because it is winter time yet my house is still being air conditioned and all of the fans are on...

 That's good ole' Texas for ya'.

 Anywho I find that wherever I go someone is walking sideways and "trying" (note the quotation marks) to be discreet about their wedgies. Yeah honey you're not fooling anyone everyone can see you, and your pants that are so far up your arse (excuse my french) that you might as well be wearing nothing. Just do yourself and everyone around you a favor, and make a pact that if you wear those kinds of shorts to at least have the dignity to wear a long shirt. Even though it looks like you have nothing under that shirt it's better than everyone seeing your might-as-well-be-bare-butt.

  Also why do some people wear super tight shorty-shorts in the middle of winter, and then they're like "it's sooooo cold can I borrow your sweater." Well  if you actually dressed for the season then you wouldn't be shivering like a leaf. Good gracious why do people do this? Let me just let you in on a little secret.

 IF IT'S COLD DRESS LIKE IT!!

 Also if you didn't dress for the occasion that is winter then at least have the guts to suck it up, and not be whining to everyone, and making everyone around you that actually dressed appropriate feel bad because of your lack of clothes.

 Now that I let all that out I have to say....

 HAPPY NEW YEAR YA' FILTHY ANIMALS!!!
 
  That's how you pole dance like a pro. And though I didn't like the hunchback of notre dame I have to comment on the gracefulness of this guy's skills. Anyways I hope you have an awesome new year peeps!! I'm out.

R.I.P. Pandora...

 Let's talk Pandora...

  What is the problem with that app? Oh I don't know that it plays Taylor swift on your Hipster stations and plays Adele on your Bastille stations. Pretty much what I'm saying is that's the biggest offence is Pandora thinking that you'll actually like those songs!! I mean the other day I was listening to some pretty hard-core stuff (skillet I know I'm a thug) and after that song they started playing Katy Perry!! What is life?!?

 I'm out peeps!! 

 Yeah but seriously what a disgrace on humanity and everything good in this world!! Okay maybe I'm being the slightest bit hipsterish and dramatic, but you don't put Katy Perry and a hipster together, okay!! There WILL be some very nasty fights and someone will eventually end up in a toilet bowl eating catfish...

 Don't ask me how I know that and move on!! The point is it's a mess, so just don't do it!!

 Now don't tell anyone because I will say that some of Katy Perry's songs are OKAY, but Adele and Taylor Swift? Are you kidding me? Aw Heck Nah!!

WHY PANDORA WHY!?!?

 It's like they're trying to ruin Hanukkah!! 

 Woah calm yourself Natalie...

 Okay I have collected myself and I just wanted to say Rest In Peace Pandora...

 I remember all our great memories, but the second you threw Lil. Wayne in the mix on my Gotye radio I knew we were over. I recall a time when you actually cared for my happiness. When we used to find some good songs together. But I just can't take it anymore!! I'm sorry but I have to do this...

 I'm deleting my account!!

 Goodbye forever Pandora until I get tired of all my songs, and decide that I want to dislike most of the songs that you give me once again. 

 

 Well now I'm done being dramatic...

 I have found a lot of good songs!! Seriously if you haven't been on Rdio it's a great website for really anyone because they pretty much have every song ever!! But it's awesome sauce seriously it's my new hype and I've found songs like nobody's business!! 

So if you want to look through my playlist I wouldn't mind...

It's an Indie mix so if you don't like that kind of music don't blame me!! 

Guy Friends... Nuff said.

 Let's talk guy friends.

 Now recently I've realized that's really all I talk/hang out with anymore because let's be honest guy friends are the bomb. I've also realized that nobody describes anyone as 'the bomb' anymore, but I think we can all look past my flaws at the moment. Don't judge me.

 Anyways guy friends pretty much comes with no commitment, and expectations are really low which is nice. And another plus is that all of my guy friends are complete nerds therefore they enjoy watching and reading the same things that I obsess over. Now that all of my 'girlfriends' (this sounds weird but I'm putting it here because I have the liberty of free will and agency) are in high school all they want to talk about is guys. I'm pretty tired of talking about guys because I'm freaking fourteen. If a guy likes you back big freaking whoop because what the heck are you going to do about that liking of each other? Exactly nothing.

 Or you could take the route that involves your parents driving you around as you go on 'dates' which would be extremely awkward and something I wouldn't recommend, and shall I clear up that I don't recommend it because of my own experience because frankly who would even like me enough to suffer through my parents driving us around like they're our chauffeurs? Also I don't think I would know what to do with myself while we're in the car!! I would imagine I would be doing something like this...

 And this is why I haven't been kissed in all my fourteen years... Yup this is definitely why.

 Back to the point guys just kind of understand my loving of science fiction and all things nerdy, and though we occasionally get in fights about which Greek Mythology god is better (Ares for the win!!) there's always a place in my heart for them because we are truly birds of a feather and all that clique stuff. Anyways still talking about guy friends most of mine are word nerds which is a plus. Also they write!! I know I was shocked too that anyone writes anymore am I right? I thought I was the only one!!

 But seriously...

 Though I talk about my guy friends with my other friends that happen to be girls none of them understand!! It's strange how obsessed with boys they are and they're not even close with any of them. It's also weird how some of my friends like my guy friends. Ugh. Seriously once a girl finds someone that's close to the person they like they start asking you to be the messenger for their love. Let's just say that I don't enjoy being the messenger and that's exactly what I'm not doing. I try to avoid conversations with the girl it's just better that way.

 So this is all I have for now. Actually if you haven't noticed I've been kind of on a writer's/reader's block for some reason. I can't get through any books and every time I try to write it comes out crappy, so this is me trying to come out of that faze. This is also me trying to stay awake. My teacher's in seminary decided to have a completely silent lesson today which included reading scriptures, and watching a slideshow. Let's just say I 'rested my eyes' the whole time. I'm a horrible person though I'm sure you're aware of this by now.

Haha just kidding. I'm obviously hilarious.:P

Lame Excuses..

 Inspiration.

 That's something I need because lately I've been kind of caught up in my own tangle that is life unable to write because of it. Yup that's me actually being invited places and actually having to make decisions. I won't say that I'm not proud of my accomplishments of having friends, but the thing is it's taking away from my 'me' time. Now 'me' time is what I have all the time, but instead of actually reading I fall asleep or think about a.. um.. *cough, cough* a certain person.


 I'm just kidding my winks are more creepy than attractive like these two beautiful middle aged men. What can I say I'm a certified creeper!

 Attractiveness. My only word for this gif.

 Anywho so lately I've been invited to two parties in two weeks (though they were church parties so there's zero bad life decisions and all apples to apples.) I know look at me all Ms. popular. So like I said I've been around people more than usual, and I'm starting to like it. Either it's that or I'm just happy to be out of the house. Okay it might be the second answer don't judge me!! This is what happens when you have nine people corrupting your house.

 Back to the point I really haven't been writing or reading, and really I don't have another good excuse so this one is going to have to satisfy. Yup pretty much.

 So lets talk about life, and since I can't hear you you're going to have to put up with my crap. Sorry, but this is the price you pay for clicking on random websites to get here. So first of all I stayed up till three in the morning making cookies for my seminary class. That was.. eventful. Also my crush decided to sing to me in front of a whole bunch of people. Yeah ignore the last thing it isn't important. But seriously.



 If you don't notice I'm in a Supernatural mood. I'm also in a giffy mood so don't judge me!

 But seriously people I'm dying. Sure he's my friend. Sure he totally friendzones me. And sure he doesn't like me but it's freaking awesome nonetheless! Yeah it's pretty darn awesome.

  So that's what's pretty much been distracting me from everything I hold dear right now, and I don't know if I like it. NO MATTER!!! Yeah I'm a cool cat and I make cookies at the butt crack of dawn after Halloween. I've just noticed that's pretty much the summary of this post. Whatever.

 Oh so how was your Halloween's anyways? Oh really yeah I just stayed inside and you know did the usual watch the Munsters and ate homemade Chinese food. My life is really eventful as you can see.