Sunday, September 22, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
A Hot Mess of a Post
Hi my name is Erin and I only thing of things to blog about when I'm in gym, half asleep, taking a shower, at church, or a multitude of other inconvenient times. Mostly I just want to blog about things I'm frustrated about that real people don't want to listen to such as
-Punks at my school
-Gym
-How I don't want go to work, school, or any place else where the general public may be
-Firefly, Magnus Bane, fall, and a variety of other things I love.
Say yes to the Oxford comma.
-Punks at my school
-Gym
-How I don't want go to work, school, or any place else where the general public may be
-Firefly, Magnus Bane, fall, and a variety of other things I love.
Say yes to the Oxford comma.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
The Want
The amount of want I feel towards this cannot be put into words. I saw it in my Lucky magazine (May 2013, pg. 72). Then I found it online on Shopbop. Unfortuneatly for me, it's $995 and there is only one left. So I am left to stare and yearn.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
The Terrible Awful
I believe that in everyone's lives, something real embarrassing happens to them every few years and it's terrible awful. Then, a couple years later something else happens and the old terrible awful is replaced with a new terrible awful. Well. Today something terribly terrible and awfully awful happened to me. First some background.
I am currently in Pre AP English. It's a small class, but I really like it. It's my favorite subject, favorite class of the day, so it would make sense that it's taught by my favorite teacher. My English teacher is really nice and funny and makes English class even better.
Well, we're ready As I Lay Dying and my friend had a question about it. So, when we went past his room on the way to our lockers at the end of the day, she stopped by. I didn't know she was stopping, so I kind of had to back track. I slid a bit when I was nearly to his door. "Oh, the floor is slippery. Weird." I said something along those lines. Next thing I know, my teacher is pushing on my arm saying "Erin move. Erin move. Erin move." "Why?" I replied before looking down and noticing the substance on the floor. "Do I want to know?" I asked. He answered with "No." before I darted to the bathroom, my face getting redder with every step I took. That's right folks. I stepped in someones vomit.
Not only was it one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happened to me, BUT (yes there's a but) I chose the worst footwear. I mean I guess it could have been flip-flops, and I should be grateful it wasn't. But it could have been my rubber-soled Converse or my Vans. But no. MY TOMS HAVE BEEN BAPTIZED IN THE VOMIT OF A STRANGER and I am not happy. Poor babies. I am currently repulsed at the very site of them.
To add fuel to my 'rage' I realized about ten minutes later that the 'what I stepped in' was SIX INCHES FROM THE GARBAGE CAN. Like, really? Really buddy? You couldn't have made it six more inches?
And that, my friends, is my new Terrible Awful. So my plan is to hunt the puker down, make him buy me new shoes, and drop out of school so I never have to face my English teacher again.
I am currently in Pre AP English. It's a small class, but I really like it. It's my favorite subject, favorite class of the day, so it would make sense that it's taught by my favorite teacher. My English teacher is really nice and funny and makes English class even better.
Well, we're ready As I Lay Dying and my friend had a question about it. So, when we went past his room on the way to our lockers at the end of the day, she stopped by. I didn't know she was stopping, so I kind of had to back track. I slid a bit when I was nearly to his door. "Oh, the floor is slippery. Weird." I said something along those lines. Next thing I know, my teacher is pushing on my arm saying "Erin move. Erin move. Erin move." "Why?" I replied before looking down and noticing the substance on the floor. "Do I want to know?" I asked. He answered with "No." before I darted to the bathroom, my face getting redder with every step I took. That's right folks. I stepped in someones vomit.
Not only was it one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happened to me, BUT (yes there's a but) I chose the worst footwear. I mean I guess it could have been flip-flops, and I should be grateful it wasn't. But it could have been my rubber-soled Converse or my Vans. But no. MY TOMS HAVE BEEN BAPTIZED IN THE VOMIT OF A STRANGER and I am not happy. Poor babies. I am currently repulsed at the very site of them.
To add fuel to my 'rage' I realized about ten minutes later that the 'what I stepped in' was SIX INCHES FROM THE GARBAGE CAN. Like, really? Really buddy? You couldn't have made it six more inches?
And that, my friends, is my new Terrible Awful. So my plan is to hunt the puker down, make him buy me new shoes, and drop out of school so I never have to face my English teacher again.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Spoilers
Can I complain about spoilers? This girl on Facebook just complained about an Infernal Devices spoiler she saw on Tumblr, which is all good and fine. BUT SHE POSTED THE SPOILER ITSELF. Not. Okay. So now part of Infernal Devices is ruined for me. People just need to respect that not everyone around them have read and seen the same things they have. Like Harry Potter. Judge me. I know. I probably deserve it. But at sixteen I still haven't read nor seen the entire Harry Potter series, but I sure know about everyone's death, because SPOILERS. Sorry people. I'm all fired up.
Friday, March 22, 2013
I need a break.
The tea lights I bought at Ikea two months ago are still on my dresser. The travel mug on my nightstand has been living there for like a month. It looks like I took everything out of my desk and put it on top of my desk. I have to skip church Sunday because I have so much homework. I haven't been to my favorite coffee shop in a month. I. Need. A. Break.
Monday, February 25, 2013
The Life of a Reader
I'm blogging to take my mind off the Alec and Magnusness I just encountered in the epilogue of City of Lost Souls. I know what's going to happen. I'm going to finish all but like 5 pages of it in homeroom tomorrow. Then I'm going to have to sit through an hour and a half of biology lectures with it staring at me like "Yeah. You could be reading me right now but instead you're learning about simple squamous," and I'll be all "Shut up. But not really. I love you." Then I'll get to study hall end neglect my homework and I shall emerge triumphant. There will be like explosions in the back round and Rocky music playing. Yeah. Then I'll return it to the library ASAP seeing how it's overdue and check out The Fault In Our Stars to cause myself more pain.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Dem Cliffhangers
So I'm reading The Mortal Instruments series and I stayed up to finish the last forty or so pages of City of Fallen Angels. I was like 'Kay, I'll just finish it and my mind will be at ease.' NO SUCH LUCK. Not gonna post any spoilers, but let's just say its a good thing I didn't have the next book already checked out, or I would be all over that thing instead of typing this. Now I just really want to know what happens and I hope I can fall asleep.
Monday, February 4, 2013
The Great Gatsby Official Trailer
This. Movie. Looks. Fantastic. I literately sit and watch the trailer over and over. I cannot wait for it to come out. I think the songs they picked for the trailer make it like five times more awesome too. They just bring out emotions in you without your permission. The first time I watched it (I had just finished the book in English class) I was like "Looks good....looks really good....OKAY I NEED IT." I hope Leo gets an award for this one.
Monday, January 28, 2013
All the shirts!
I just found Skreened and things are about to get dangerous.
Seriously though.
I need them all.
Every last one.
They were made for me.
Seriously though.
I need them all.
Every last one.
They were made for me.
Hnnng.
Labels:
loki,
skreened,
starbucks,
the notebook,
tom hiddleston,
Twilight,
wendy
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Take Two
Phew, okay, this is going to be weird. I am not very good at secrets and stuff, so its probably pretty obvious that my real name isn't Alice Bradley and i'm not 20 something. When I started this blog with my friend, Alice is who I wanted to be. My life was different then, and I've gone through so, so many changes since then. I really like where I am right now, and I don't feel like I need to hide behind Alice anymore. So. Things are going to be a lot different. It's going to be a lot of moving things around and editing for me and I'm excited for the things to come because I don't have to worry about putting on a show or pretending or anything. This blog is going to be a lot less formal, a lot less stuffy, and a lot more fun. So here's the real me:
So yeah, I'm not gonna write my autobiography or anything. I'm not going to set any post schedule. Heck, I don't even know what I'll post about. I'll probably play around with URLs and titles for a while. Who knows what I'll land on? ONLY TIME WILL TELL!!!! Any questions? Just ask in the comments.
Yup that's me. My name is Erin. I live in Pennsylvania (the Keystone state!), and as you will soon come to find, I'm a little odd. I love to volunteer, read, and watch movies. I'm a big list-maker so here:
Things I Like
- coffee
- The Avengers
- musicals
- nail polish
- Tom Hiddleston
- Twilight (judge me)
- Key Club
- things that smell good
- Taylor Swift
- food (almost all of it)
- Forever 21
- office supplies
Things I Am Not Particularly Fond Of
- AP Biology
- spicy things
- rap
- yellow
- physical activity
- swearing
So yeah, I'm not gonna write my autobiography or anything. I'm not going to set any post schedule. Heck, I don't even know what I'll post about. I'll probably play around with URLs and titles for a while. Who knows what I'll land on? ONLY TIME WILL TELL!!!! Any questions? Just ask in the comments.
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