mmm, spam.

I knew it would be a risk, I wanted the readers, now I pay the consequences. 

THIS BLOG HAS BEEN SPAMMED.

and I'm not very happy. it's screwed up my stats and lots of other stuff. it won't effect you, (I don't think) but freak. some people are sick. 

dear spammers,

get your pukish faces outta m' blog!

with love,

a very upset blogger.

There is only one person responsible for your happiness and she is reading this right now.

Being the opinionated young lady that I am, I apologize now for any controversy or offensiveness you may find in this post. I'm only speaking from experience and common sense, for heaven sake. I'm not afraid to speak my mind and for that I usually end up with a few enemies after I've opened my mouth. 

 

(or angry).  image via tumblr.

 

Girls, you need to know something. They aren't worth it. Boys. they're stupid and are just looking for "fun". I've had many friends come to me or I've heard of stories about that boy they've been crushing on but can't seem to make any advances with him. I've been there too. In fact, it isn't until about a month ago I decided they just aren't worth it. If you are below the age of 25, leave that part of life, {meaning boy/girl relationships} alone. There is so much to learn, so much of life to discover before you give your very young and naive heart to a stupid boy. And perhaps this will stir up arguments and maybe offend, but your hormones are like mini Frakensteins. They are Nature's sugarplums to make humans breed. You're not ready for a relationship that young, it's immature and will get you into trouble. If you think a boy can only make you happy, you're wrong. There is only one person responsible for your happiness and she is reading this right now. When you're ready, you'll find him. When are you ready? Answer: you're at least 25, you've been to Europe and you have a college degree. Simple enough. So, next time he walks around the corner, smiles at you, flirts, whatever it is that makes you swoon, step back and remember you still have till 25. And if he tries to do anything inappropriate slap him hard and say, "What sort of cod are you sir? I am a respectable maiden."

25 will come soon enough, ladies.

JB perfume is on my Christmas list. you'll find it at Macy's.

have a screamin' Black Friday.

thanksgiving is a lame excuse to over-eat.

 lots of things to be thankful for.

I'm thankful for...

- today. 

- pretty things.

- good friends. 

- fresh linen.

- composers like Beethoven and Handel.

- lots of pretty clothes to choose from.

- foxy singers like Barbra Streisand and Louis Armstrong.

- peoples' extraordinary minds and imaginations.

- spell check. I misspelled "extraordinary" and "imaginations" and then "misspelled". (dang it).

- authors like C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, J.K. Rolling and Jane Austen.

- flowers.

- people who make me laugh

- freedom. i'm free. not a prisoner nor a slave. but a free soul. beautiful.

- tumblr.com.

- the color pink.

- the girlies in my family. Grammie calls us her princesses.

- brothers. even though most the time they are unusually annoying. 

- me mum and the pops.

- the rest of my extended family.

- holidays. mostly Christmas.

- warm drinks like cocoa, tea and cider.

- packages in the mail.

- having the perfect dream.

- laughing so hard you almost pee your pants.

- my lovely readers.

- perfume.

- comfy socks.

- the snow.

- music schools.

- Jesus Christ.

- the ballet.

- music.

- GOD.

- and life.

a bit of avant-garde.

do you like the new look? oh do tell me, please! in my opinion I think I'm in love. However, if you (yes you, the one reading this) finds it to be completely intolerable, leave a comment. And if you love it, leave a comment as well. I want feedback. 

 

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