The landlord's here to visit

People are always like, "If you have feelings for someone else, then break up with the person you're with. There's no reason to cheat. blah blah blah." And although, in NO way am I for cheating, I just don't think it's that simple. You can't be like "danng that boys cute I'm gonna break up with my boyfriend ASAP so i can try to get with that boy!" If you didn't like the boy you were with, THEN you would break up with him. But most of the time, people still have strong feelings for the other person they're in a relationship with, so in no way want to lose what they have. It's not something you can control when you meet someone new and you develop a little a crush on them.. What if you already liked someone else then you get into a relationship with someone else? I just feel like people need to understand it's a lot harder to deal with than you think. If you do cheat on your boyfriend or girlfriend, that's just very sad and you need to think about their feelings, too. I understand mistakes happen, and sometimes it's not something planned or that you even wanted to happen. Some people are just careless. I could never cheat on my boyfriend, but that's just me. But you also never really know a person, someone could cheat on you or their significant other, and you would never suspect them of doing something like that. All I'm saying is, keep an open mind, and just look at the circumstances. I just see people having this discussion a lot and I wanted to put my opinion somewhere. I'm not very good at getting my points across, though. :[

Onward to not-so-depressing things! I like it when I have pink eyebrows c:

oh golly I like my face too much.

They don't swim cause they're all dead.

I think I may have just had the best experience since getting my first paycheck (which happened to have been yesterday. And the first thing I did was buy a cardigan off of Modcloth). I have stumbled upon a website that I truly and utterly am head over heels in love with. I'm scared to talk about it anywhere but here, with my friend Nina and my boyfriend; the monkey. I want it to be my special place where people go "Oh my gosh where did you get that!!!!" and I go, "Just.. online.. I'm not sure I remember the site." But, of course I remember the site. Who could forget something that gives you such an at-home feeling as this? The website is called Pixie Market. I'm sure someone will know what I'm talking about, but this is surely not as popular as Modcloth. Not that I don't love Modcloth or that I'm upset it's popular. I'm glad it is! Then, there wouldn't be people to give me a second opinion in the reviews on whether I should buy the clothes or not. (Not that I always go by what people say. Sometimes I just like to hear their opinions then I discard whatever they said like a wrapper from my favorite candy. [Which is a Ring Pop, by the way.]) Look how many parenthesise I just used! I hope I spelled that word right. Even if I didn't, you should forgive me. Anywayyyyyy, I just love everything on this site. I wouldn't necessarily style it the same as them, but the garments themselves just kill me inside because I don't own them. I'll look over at my closet and it will seem so plain and empty without these things, but it is definitely not plain, nor empty. But, a little more empty than plain. I found the site when I went on a Google search for Harem pants. I couldn't find any on Modcloth, this actually gave me quite the surprise, so I just decided to go to Google. I ended up on a site that listed many OTHER site's Harem pants. I liked the one Pixie Market had to offer, and I liked the name, so I decided to go to the site and quit with all the grab ass and Google searching. (Google searching gets you no where. I try to tell myself it does, but it simply doesn't.) And, that's the end of the story. I'm in love.

I never did get around to talking about my job, did I? Well I get to wear casual things, and I work around organic food all day. That's pretty much it. I'm proud of myself for working with people so well, since normally people get me worked up into hysteria. Not. Good. That's why you see me writing a blog instead of video hosting one on Youtube or something along those lines. I don't want anyone to see me until I'm sure they actually like me! Don't get confused, though, I am NOT one of those people who always chat you on Facebook but never talk to you in person. I rarely talk to anyone on Facebook. I get on to make witty statuses and comments and post funny/cute pictures of myself. That's about it. If I really wanted to talk to you, I definitely wouldn't do it over some goddamn technology. Face to face is my rule.
I do enjoy my job, though. One of my friends works there and another just applied, I'm 99% sure she'll get the job, too. I also like a lot of the new people I've met there. And what's there to dislike about getting paid 8 dollars an hour at 15 so you can spend half of your weekly paycheck on online shopping? Just kidding, I don't spend half, I spend less. I'm trying to be a good boy and save my monies before they all run out like I'm some sort of drug addict addicted to clothes taking too long to come in the mail but not willing to pay more for faster shipping. I'm also not a boy so I can't be a "good boy." Yet I often refer to myself as being a male like saying, "ya boy", or "I'm a good boy," and other nonsense along those lines. When I do things like that people just tend to give me an odd look, then act like I never said anything at all. What. Ever. 

I really wanted to mention this early in my blog, but I was already off task so I saved this comment for at the end. Which is now. I hate when people are like "Forgive me!" Umm.. shouldn't you be asking for forgiveness? Or at least say "please," damn. It always made me mad when I went to try to beat Shao Kahn on Mortal Kombat for PS3 (It took me a long time) and I had to go through that whole intro thing again, and Raiden would be like "Lua Kang, forgive me.." I was like, "dang Raiden! Maybe you should be less demanding about a favor like that!" I mean, Lua Kang was pretty shitty at him. You can't go making commands to someone who thinks you've doomed everyone to Hell.

I just came to say Hello

Something simply amazing happened today! Take a few minutes to guess what it might be. Unless you thought "She got a job" then you're wrong. Dead wrong. Blah blah blah WRONG. I don't work at the library, unfortunately, but this job might be a little better for me (though I do love reading so the library would've been almost PERF). I got a job at a little local organic food store! It's like, half outside and they also sell pie! Do you guys know how much I love pie?! I actually really hate pie. But, I love to make it! My mom won't let me make pies and take them to school anymore because I took them for kids and the kids were very inconsiderate and threw my mom's pie pans away.. even though they were metal.. and I was in the cafeteria with them at the time. I don't think I will ever not be mad at those kids for that. *sigh*. I'm just so happy I will finally be making money! Watch out Modcloth, Etsy, Light in the Box, and Lime Crime, here I come! That's pretty much where I'll be spending all my money. I see no reason in spending it anywhere else unless I was some fake nails or food. 

I've been in love with fake nails since a little before the last post because I'm so fabulous, and I finally got them. But they're from CVS and they're super fake looking. I just love it so much. 

Yes, hoe, I DID use Instagram on my phone for this.

THEY'RE SO FAKE IT'S EVEN OBVIOUS IN THE PHOTO. I love it. Next time I will want them a little longer, though, because I actually had to file down my nails a little bit so they didn't show under these ones.. that would be so awkward. I'm too fabulous for that. 

Please watch this here video on Buddhist monks and tigers! It's so adorable.

I like to watch the way the wind blows.

I get a little sad inside when people tell me they don't like to read. Why don't people enjoy reading? People can spend their whole day reading statuses and tweets, but when it comes to an actual story, or something with a little more meaning, they say they don't like it. Maybe I take it too personally. But it's a little depressing. On the other hand, when people tell me they love reading, I get so excited! I'm like, "REALLY? ME, TOO! I LIKE TO READ!" I don't care what it is people like to read. Just the fact that they get pleasure from doing so makes me happy. 

My mood raises 50% when I go shopping for body things. Going to get face wash, shampoo, soap, lotion, anything spa-related, tampons, and makeup make me the happiest person alive. I can't say I love shopping for anything more than those things. Yes, I DO love shopping for tampons. I get so excited when I run out of them because that means I can go to the store and get more! Something about new body related products leaves me feeling clean and fresh. I never get the same face wash, shampoo & conditioner, or soap two times in a row. Let's say I get Herbal Essence, after I run out I get John Frieda, then I run out of John Frieda and get Herbal Essence again. That's fine with me! As long as I don't get the same product after I run out of it. That makes me feel dull and dirty. It's peculiar that I would feel dirty when buying hygiene products if I don't buy the right one, but it happens. I couldn't go into any more detail than that even if I tried. There's no explanation for why I feel this way. Surely, I'm not the only one, though.