You should know..

Hand me down's and theft (lol, the closets in my house) is an awesome way to add more pieces to your wardrobe. For example:

That outfit is literally less than $5.00. I'm such a bargain shopper, it's insane. I purchased that t-shirt at Gap for less than $3.00, that necklace at Vanity for $0.97, and stole those old jeans from my brothers closet that I cut up. Those little bracelets you see, I made them all. People are so ashamed of Good Will or the Salvation Army, but believe me, it's the best place to go look for vintage pieces. I love, Love, LOVE! If you know how to wear it well, then who gives two cents worth of a shit? Definitely not me. Enjoy! =)

paper hearts

I wrote this a while back. Broken hearts inspire I tell ya...

To Your Despaired and Heavy Heart :

A grieved, distressful song dedicated to me from your troubled soul unfortunately won't fall in your favor. It screams to the deepest depths of my sympathy yet the guilt that's supposed to surround my guards fall flat, and even with that, I feel no guilt. Show me your sorrow; pour to me what it is that you want me to perceive, embrace, and feel. Because I am more than sure that the malady state of which you've put me through doubles that of the heartache you right now are experiencing. And we both know..you did this to yourself.

I've been nothing but loyal, honest, a mere fantasy that inherent average minds yet here it's thrown in your empty face. Something others dream about having, dedicate their lives to finding, never having that chance to treasure and instead of indulging you spit it out and walk the other way after a breath of my sweet spirit. Maybe you weren't in the correct state of mind, maybe I was getting ahead of myself, but I wasn't and you made sure of that; nevertheless, you did me wrong rotten and pranced around it like that was how it was supposed to end. Shattering into a million righteous pieces was my affection, compassion, and inclination to love you ever again.

It's something you surrendering your whole life to can never fix. It's a scar, not a wound that heals and is ready to battle agony once again. So your meaningless endeavors will remain meaningless and your sugarcoated apologies that my broken heart is deprived of will never be a satisfaction.

You come back and I can no longer help you. A once gleeful soul with a yearning heart to love is now oblivion.

Pieces of what..

I've been criticized by close friends for falling in love too easily, too quickly, too hard. I can't help it anymore than I can help breathing. If I've fallen, then I've fallen, and I know. Two weeks versus six months, love is love. Who's to judge how soon it is to be in love? Who's to judge whether it's infatuation or that four letter word that seems so impossible by the norm of society to happen in three days? I may fall fast and I may fall easily but when I love, I really love with everything. Wear your heart on your sleeve, don't let your guards down, play hard to get; I've heard it all and believe it or not, I don't care for any of it. Let me choose how to love the way I want to just like how you choose what to wear on your feet everyday. Constantly armoring my instincts is straining my ablitly to truly know what I desire.

I rarely write about this matter so indulge while it lasts.

"Creepers Are Keepers"

Before I start, I thought this photo was cute so I wanted to share it with you (sorry to those of you who I cut out of the photo). I paid my babygirl a visit in Madison and attended a Hmong Awareness Conference this past weekend and it was fun, fun, fun. Got to see Kong&Shu Lor again along with other Hmong musicians and met a few new faces as well. It was neat. Can't wait to go back! =)

Okay, so you all read my blog title and are probably thinking that I must be crazy. Before any furthur obnoxious assumptions, let me explain what is is that's behind that seemingly wacky phrase. Keep in mind, I'm an extremely sarcastic person..just incase you haven't caught that yet after reading my previous blogs.

I met up with my girls for late night appetizers just earlier tonight for a major catch up session. We all haven't seen each other in over a week (trust me, that's a long, long time knowing that we literally hang out six days of the week) because Angel was in New York for spring break, and especially because of that, there were TONS of stories to share. MS (refer to previous blog: 5 Types of Friends Everyone Should Have: The Innocent One) also known as the stalker magnet updated the rest of the girls on what it is she's been up to. For quite some time now, she's had a very persistant admirer who constantly nags at her to feed him a little attention. It's safe to say...she despises the poor guy more than she hates 10MPH drivers on the 65MPH highway. He has stalked her on facebook to the point where she deleted him, somehow figured out her school email and constantly sends her emails, even figured out her number some way, somehow just recently, and YES, he sends her text messages now. Literally, one of the emails read: MS, why can't you give me a chance like how you give all the other guys chances? Write back to me or I'll flood your inbox with my emails. Haha. My POOR BABYGIRL! She's the sweetest thing ever so she's not the type to tell him off assertively. It's literally rare to hear the word DAMN come out of her mouth and if us girls are ever lucky enough to hear her slip, we always try to make her say it again! LOL. I find the situation hilarious actually because this guy is so PERSISTANT! HOLY MOLY does he just keep on truckin'! This guy does NOT know how to call it quits. He would without a sweat beat the energizer bunny by a million because he just keeps on going and going and going AND GOING! In no way shape or form has MS ever lead him to believe she was interested, but this guy just doesn't get the picture. He's a creeper. And what does Angel say? CREEPERS ARE KEEPERS. Why? Because babygirl, in all honesty, that boy will love you unconditioinally. It all makes sense! LOL. How do you get rid of a guy who doesn't believe in quits? You can't! And THAT right there my friends is a winner! No matter what, through thick and thin, through all the hate that you could possibly give him, he will still..in the end..not love you any less than before the hell you gave him. This guy deserves a round of applause! *CLAPS* Take it this way, not all girls are fortunate enough to have a creeper to fall back on if all else fails. My babygirl is so lucky! I wish I had a creeper. Gosh darn it all!

So remember ladies, next time a creeper drives you to the brink of insanity, always remember, that boy will love you unconditionally regardless.

Thanks for reading! Have a good night!

Random quotes from tonight that made me laugh so hard I cried:

"Bros before....[GLARES]....GURLOS."

"Creepers are keepers!"

"Here's a picture of Chris and I. I got cut out but I think it's still cute."
"Join the club." (inside joke that I know you won't understand..still funny as ever)

"I fucken hate my wife, that cunt."
"Hi swee-"
"Shut the fuck up."
"Mark, sweetie, Brad and Angelina have a cute name like Brangelina. What's ours?"
"Hmmm...MUNT."

A List of Random Things That Make Me Happy

1. I have the biggest sweet tooth and I LOVE chocolate. My favorite chocolate you ask? Symphony's Almond and Toffee Chocolate bar.
2. Receiving written letters in the mail from friends and loved ones.
3. Just out of the dryer towels. They're so soft and warm! I just want to rub it all over my face like a creeper.
4. Walking next to a body of water when it's nice and toasty out.
5. Picnics.
6. Peanutbutter&Jelly sandwiches, crab ragoons, mac&cheese, nab vam, ...food in general.
7. My family.
8. My girlfriends also referred to as my babygirls (even though I'm probably the youngest one).
9. Justin Bieber, because he's just so adorable..I want to pinch his cheeks.
10. Mae - my favorite all time band. Not only is their music nothing short of amazing but their lyrics are sooo meaningful and mesmerizing. Best band to listen to in the car on a road trip.
11. The thought that gentlemen still exist.
12. Writing/blogging.
13. Sewing new garments
14. Holding my nieces' little hand.
15. Receiving phone calls from "long-time-no-talk" friends.
16. Ice cream on a hot summer's day.
17. Photography
18. My readers and followers.
19. Long car rides.
20. Deep, meaningful conversations with close friends.
21. Meeting new people.
22. Pleasant surprises like chocolate in the mail!
23. Making other people happy.
23. Lunch with my girls.
24. Comfortable awkward silence moments.
25. Company.

That's my list in no particular order. Share me some of yours. =)

You'd be so much more attractive if you were less cocky

We've all ran into one or two or too many to count, and unless you yourself were the one boasting, you'd realize how egotistic some people can be. How does one become that way in the first place? That thought is the hardest for my mind to comprehend. This may come out mean and you may take it the wrong way (not that I care, I was just saying), but I've categorized "these" people into two categories: the conceited who are good at what they're being conceited about, and the conceited whom everyone should pity.

Okay, that guy may know that he may be a little teeny tiny bit better at playing basketball or any other sport than everyone else, but c'mon dude, would it kill you to be a little more humble about it? Tip for the guys; you can be the hottest hunk in the city and be good at everything you do, but the minute you talk about how mind-blowing you are, your rate of a 9.7 (when your mouth was shut) would automatically drop down to a dead ZERO. It's one of the biggest turn offs for me personally. Yeah, you may be extremely attractive, but no, just your looks won't do (I'm only speaking for myself; I know there are those shallow girls who hunt for those arrogant SOBs). Guys and girls, learn how to be humble..its a beautiful thing.

Is it not the biggest nuisance to run into those individuals who have nothing going for them and then you find out they're one of those narcissistic MFs? How pityful. If you're lagging in the looks category, the skills category (like nunchuck skills; I love Napoleon Dynamite), the sense of humor category, AND the picking up chicks category, the only thing that will save you is probably your personality. I have three words for you; WORK ON IT. What else do you have to offer, sir?

I'm extremely annoyed of people who can't get enough of themselves. This was a venting blog, thanks for your time. =)

To Whom It May Concern:

So I came across something just now that really annoys me to the max. If there were three things that annoy the living hell out of me, this would make it on the list instantly. Girls who think they're better dressed than anyone else just because they're going into the fashion industry but the truth is, they follow mainstream and think it's high class. Okay, first of all, take a look at yourself before you start criticizing anyone else. Second of all, if you're truly dedicated to fashion and everything about it, you would know how to respect every garment regardless if it's ugly or not. I'm majoring in apparel design and I'm just so sick of those girls who think they know it all. I don't care if this sweater was bought at Good Will or the Salvation Army, if you wear it and wear it well then by all means I don't give a shit where it came from. I LOVE, LOVE shopping at Wal-Mart in their clearance racks (refer to photo below) because I always find pieces that are sooo extremely affordable and so easy to embellish to make it my own. I've done this numerous times and I can proudly say..MILEY CYRUS is my GIRL! LOL. In summary, learn how to not be a hypocrite because truth is, you're not all that great. Thanks.