since i have the evidence.

the day before my birthday 

was spent eating the biggest, most delicious scones

and cross fitting like woah in a public park

with the original flamingo stripper herself. 

aka: shay.

there are just a few things i'd like to clear up 

for those of you who think you know shay.

 she is not a giant.

in fact, she's not even close to being one.

she gives the most awkward hugs.

and when i say awkward, i mean it.

we're talking more awkward than the 

voldy + draco hug in hp.vii.pt.ii.

ducks are included in her bird-phobia.

yeah, it's real. 

she froze in place when we came across a colony of them
and i was laughing too hard to take a picture.

she will pressure you into being a stripper.

don't be afraid to say no.

her recap of the day is better/more accurate

than this mumbo jumbo.
but we both agreed on one thing,
our little friendship fits.
it works.
and the fact that we both like to talk, listen and be stupid in public
doesn't hurt it one bit.

oh, and she got a video of my voice
doing what it does best.
criticizing pda.
[public displays of "art." obviously.]

attn: voldemort

fake ink.

apparently, 

you have to be an actual death eater in order to summon the dark lord.

drawing your own tattoo and putting a pseudo wand to your arm 

doesn't work.  

pity, because i really wanted to fight him on potter street. 

go go gryffindor!!

attn: @lord_voldemort7

i love you.

hp.vii.pt.ii.

i could die of excitement.
asdflsdkfj;slk.

{via}

voldemort is a manwhore

i love my blonde baby sister. 

it's the great [stache]kin charlie brown!!

last night for fhe our group decided to carve pumpkins.

at first i was not excited.
as much as i love the smell of pumpkins,
i wasn't feeling the whole "blood and guts" part of it all.

but then i realized this would be the perfect opportunity
to let my creative juices flow.

the following is a list of my ideas that got rejected:

will smith's face.

voldemort.

a horcrux.

a unicorn.

a unicorn with flame coming out of it's mouth.

{to be "scary" for halloween}

the dark mark.

a patronus.

it wasn't until i said 

"let's make a moustache!"

that the people were pleased.

so we set out to making the best [stache]kin ever.

i drew the staches and carved out the fu manchu.

we also decided the "stache tastic!" would make it look less nakey 

so we threw that in too.

i've never been more eager to display a vegetable in front of my door.

seriously.

it was the proudest day of my life. 

dear [stache]kin:

please don't die. 

or rot.

or get moldy.

i wanna freeze you and keep you for ever and ever. 

love always:

your momma

re-cap

one.oh.seven.

in the a.em.

i'm writing my blog for class and the one i'm currently typing.

today was a good day.

i saw a good friend today.

hadn't seen him in ages.

it was a nice little surprise.

laughed a lot with beth.

watched 30 rock.

discovered vampires suck.

i want to see it soo bad.

talked about the nickelcade too much.

switched my facebook status to let everyone know i'm "team voldemort".

{they don't handle jokes very well}

had celery and lemon bars for dinner.

partook in my first propel ever.

it was peach.

twas delicious.

talked to madre and ash on the cellular.

got in a battle with a pesky fly.

read for class.

made my bumper sticker.

found out who the bachlorette chose.

that was upsetting.

i wanted to watch it tomorrow.

well, technically later today.

currently: i'm listening to joshua radin, typing and wishing i was alseep.