Tumblr Doesn't Want Me And I DON'T Want IT!

Yes, I tried to go ahead and jump on the Tumblr train (even though I am a few stops down from where everyone else boarded) and it seems I've been thrown off the tracks. first of all, the whole URL thing was VERY confusing, I ended up with the URL of : My fair orange baby, yes, I got desperate. However, upon my being granted access into the overrated world of Tumblr I realized it was just a bunch of confusing and bland bullshit. I can't figure out how to change my "profile" picture and for some reason there is a bunch of shit on my page I didn't post, I don't like it and I know I could just go ask someone what's going on but in my opinion a blog site shouldn't be a fucking riddle. If i have to get cheat codes to use the shit then it's doing far too much. I know I have like, zero readers here but dammit, at least I understand the fucking instructions.

A Failure to Cooperate and What Really Happened: Dark Knight

When it comes to expressing myself, verbal communication was never my medium of choice. I can't sing and I am no excellent giver of speeches. In fact, I have pretty serious stage fright. That is part of the reason why writing is a God-send. Every time I have a serious conversation It always seems that it is through a note or an email. For instance, I was asked out and broken up with by most of my boyfriends via note. I know that sounds pathetic but you're actually sitting here reading this crap so take a step back and evaluate YOURSELF. I am not particularly ashamed nor am I willing to change my habit. I like writing and it's not as if I have some serious social anxiety, the simple fact is that writing down what I have to say is easier.

What Really Happened: Dark Knight

This is an idea I had yesterday and basically I take movies and tell everyone what happened after the credits rolled, so first is The Dark Knight.

After the Batman rode off on his bike he actually went back to where he left the Joker hanging upside down. They talked for a long time about this and that, until Joker started to pass out and the hospital wouldn't treat him, they just kind of screamed "ahhh! He can't come in here!" and "He's got a bomb!" and UGH it was a mess but the Joker was fine after a while being right side up so, they went and got some waffles, WITH blueberries because that's the way Joker likes them! Then they went back to the bat cave...well...there was some traffic...but THEN they went back to the bat cave, Alfred came and joined them, they watched Pretty In Pink and a marathon of Supernatural (which they both agree is just about the best show on television, I mean they both like Pretty Little Liars but come on!) So after that Batman re-did Joker's makeup for him, showed him some amazing face cream to, REALLY nice stuff. That's when Joker finally admitted how he ACTUALLY got those scars (fishing accident, CRAZY long story, tell ya later). Then they went to bed, Joker slept on the floor...something about his back because he slumps a lot so...it's really back for his back so he slept flat on the floor, no blanket or pillow, whatever, he seemed fine. They got up the next morning and made smiley breakfast which is when you have a pancake and use, maybe, bacon to make a smile and maybe raisins for eyes, it was REALLY cute! After that they were pretty much buddies, they found a therapist and day by day things are getting better :). And speaking of therapists, the police chief guy found one IMMEDIATELY following what happened with Harvey. He and his family needed it, BAD.

So, that's that, I'm open to suggestions.

Fueled by Vanity

Hello reader, if there ARE any readers. I have a new-found dedication to this blog as of yesterday when I took some time to make it look cute and amazing. I don't know if the love I feel for this place is purely psychical now and I don't plan on sitting around trying to figure it out. The beauty in a thing like a blog is the ability to be as involved as you want to be with no negative consequence, the plain truth is that at this point I'm just blabbing into dead space but to be honest I am completely okay with that. In fact, I'm more than okay with it, I'm ecstatic. Speaking more freely than I am ever able to in my everyday life with the slight chance that someone may actually read it and discover thoughts that I make a point to keep hidden, it's just the right amount of danger to keep things interesting.

Yes, sharing completely honest thoughts and having people see the real me is very dangerous.

Remember That Crush I Was Talking About??

Well, I have a new one. His name is Joseph Gordon-Levitt. While updating this very blog last night I saw him on television, and wouldn't ya know that's all it took (this is me making fun of myself) to spark my interest. To be specific, he was a guest on Conan, don't the show very much but I saw the interview with Louie C.K and decided I would check it out.

When I arrived Conan was interviewing Mr. Gordon and by commercial break I was...well interested. The movies I know Joseph from are

500 Days Of Summer:

and Inception:

But I'm sure there are many others I don't really know about. Anyway that's that and here he is:

I don't know about you but handsome men smiling makes me smile :)

Individuality and my crush on a British boy.

Hello. I am writing a paper for my Advanced Placement psychology class -a little gloating never hurt anyone ;) - about conformity. I am not so ashamed to admit that conforming is a part of human nature that will never be escaped, not by me, you, or anyone on the planet no matter how much we beg and plead for such to be true. Even in the effort to avoid conformity we find ourselves conforming, for instince it is now the norm to be "unique" however, if being unique is normal then it is no longer "unique". In any case, it is sort of pointless to chase individuality when it is an impossible thing to lose in the first place. There is no possible way to actually be exactly like anyone else on Earth, you are you! With your DNA, YOUR fingerprints and that's just that so no matter what you do you are still seperate from the person sitting beside you. INDIVIDUALITY IS EFFORTLESS.

I Have Another Crush

This time it's a guy from YouTube (go figure) he is British, lives somewhere near England I would assume. He is very cute, very funny and very much an important part of my daily thinking proccess as of late. His youtube name is: charlieissocoollike

Here's a link to one of his videos: http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjIsdbBsE8g

Check it out, maybe you will think the way I do...

However, if you don't want to be insane you should just avoid thinking the way I do.

How Did I Know?

He didn't respond.

I am not at all surprised, nor am I upset, something so ancient shouldn't be tampered with.

A Lovey Dovey Sort Of Death

Well, as you may know by now, I am a teenage girl and as everyone is aware, teenage girls often find themselves in troublesome dealings with matters of there sensitive little, hormone flooded hearts. This will be one of those dealings, this is a sincere confession of a heart that never rests.

I met him my sophomore year of high school. He was a senior and it makes me sick to think of how truly unprepared I was. The affection I felt for him was inescapable, it stuck to me like a parasite simply meant to make a fool of it's adolescent host. I look back on some of my actions and can only shake my head "how did I think THAT was OK?" I ask myself, knowing so answer would come, I'm a senior now but I know I'm still that same girl under two years of growth, I still have no idea. I'm not going to go into detail if that's what you're waiting for, experiencing the embarrassment first hand was plenty enough for me, a second time is unnecessary.

The point I'm vaguely working towards is that I'm thinking of messaging him, bad idea? Yes. I'll let you know how it goes.