I need me to marry into a hardcore Italian family where the guy knows how to cook so he can prepare me Italian meals every single day for the rest of my life because holy shit, the amount of love I have for Italian food is indescribable.

With that being said, I must return to my parmesan pasta.

Oh, Natasha... :[[[


rip.

I'm going to Puerto Rico for 9 days in a month! Also, Pittsburgh, Pa. in two weeks. BUT PUERTO RICO, OMG! Reservations are being made as I type.

This will be my first time on a plane since ages. The one and only time I flew on a plane before was when I came to America, I swear. Well, technically speaking, I flew from St. Petey's to Helsinki and then to NYC, but yeah.

I’m so exited, it’s insane. I have never been on a real vacation unless you count going to Crimea back when I was still living in Russia at the age of 3 or 4. But I hardly count that. Other places I have been to have only been NJ, Poconos, and Philly for about four hours. Lame, I know.

But... I’M GOING TO PEURTO RICO, YOU GUIZE!! Vacation! Finally!

Holy shit, Revolutionary Road was depressing as fuck.

I feel emotionally raped.

I swear I went into it in a good mood and now I want to die.

Sigh.

Tea in the morning is like sex in the evening.

Best thing ever! <3

I can’t fucking stand some females.

God forbid a girl has self-esteem and knows she's pretty. Everyone else has to fucking jump on her for it.

I just told a friend of mine I don't want to go home tonight at 3am from Manhattan all alone because it's a creepy time to be alone and because I'm a rather pretty girl, which comes into play.

She got all "Wow, you're so conceited!!111!" about it. I was like "WTF? So should I find myself ugly when I don’t feel like I am just so the rest of the world can breathe easy?" And I have loads of days when I'm pretty vocal about how shitty I feel look wise but that never gets noted. But on no! How dare I have days when I feel rather good-looking? Shame on me! Obviously I should be in my room, in a fetal position, breaking mirrors and sobbing over my nonexistent ugliness.

No wonder so many chicks have problems with themselves. The moment they feel good they get crucified for it.

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with some people? Can someone explain this to me because it boggles my mind?

I'm sorry that you may not have enough confidence to find yourself pretty but I know I am so get the fuck over it. But don't tell me I'm conceited because I have enough balls to actually call myself pretty.

And I love how the moment I was like "Um, why is it the moment I feel pretty and let people know about it that it becomes a huge problem, yet when I have loads of days when I feel shitty look wise that never gets noted, just when I feel good about myself?" She had no answer and just changed the topic.

And also, dear friend, I might’ve not been so ~conceited~ if most people throughout my life hadn’t called me good looking. So really, don’t blame me, blame the people for promoting the idea that I’m not an ugly duckling.

/rant over

Jenny From The Block by Jennifer Lopez is a really terrible song.

Her music is bad in general, but I just listened to the song and it’s exceptionally bad. I cannot believe I never noticed its tackiness before.

Speaking of all things terrible, Scoop is a really bad, bad movie.

Perhaps it would have worked had Woody Allen and Scarlett Johansson not starred in it, but because they did... wow, abysmal.

The entire movie kept trying to shove "Oh, look at me! I'm an extremely quirky, adorable and cleverly made/written movie! I'm awesome! I have brilliant one-liners!" down my throat and that got really old really fast. Plus, Scarlett's acting is so average, it's borderline offensive. Not to mention, she is not a comedic actress at all. I wanted to fucking punch her and Woody nearly the entire duration of the film.

/rant over

Next on my list to watch:
Gosford Park
Milk
Vicky Christina Barcelona

Here's hoping at least two out of three will not disappoint.

IT'S OFFICIAL. I'M REGISTERED TO VOTE. FUCK YEAH!!

Yes, please.

I really feel as if my college really doesn't want me to go through with my weekend plans.

I have my comparative politics paper due on Monday. So I did something I have never done before and actually started on it today. I was planning on staying in my school's library until I would be done with it until I realized I need to do mini research on something online so I’m back home now about to finish it. Anyway, in the morning with said plans to finish the paper I was all "Woo! I won't have any homework for the weekend and can go through with my set plans."

But of course the moment I got to my first class I found out we had homework. My history professor has never given us homework before. And the homework is for us to read 4 pages on one topic, write a 2 page paper answering his question. Then read 8 pages and answer another question in same format. I have a total of 5 questions to do.

Then in math I also got homework which I wouldn't have minded but it's on the topics I missed when I was sick last week so now I'll have to not only do the homework but first learn how to do that shit.

And I don't even have my history textbook to do the homework because we never had to use it before. I'll have to go buy it tomorrow even though I don't even have class. Ugh, going to college on your day off is the most painful thing one could do.

Thanks a lot, Kingsborough.

So apparently I now know a millionaire. A millionaire that is interested in me. A lot. Because, you know, I'm uber awesome and totally ~hawt~. And best of all, he’s not even all that fug.

See, going out to bars can work out.

I don't care what anyone says, ABBA owns.

ABBA - Money. Money, Money
ABBA - Voulez-Vous

Ah, memories. ♥

MY BB JUST DETHRONED FEDERER AT WIMBLEDON!! FUCK YEAH!!

Too bad it had to happen after 4.5 hours, but whatever. It's still worth it because FEDERER GOT DETHRONED AND HE LOOKED MISERABLE AND SO DID HIS BITCH.



ilu, bb.

FHDHFUFDDWJOEWJMGIUHGFNCDODIWEOGHNFGB,FV DHCNDKFJDFHFDSKLJSKHASJKL!!! OMG? WHAT THE FUCK? OMG! BUT! WHAT THE FUCK? OMG! OMG! OMG! I NEEDED MY ROSE/TEN MOMENT, DAMN IT! OMG! NEXT SATURDAY PLZ BE HERE NOW. OMG!

BRB. HAVING A HEART ATTACK.

CourtTV is officially lame for changing their name to TruTV. WTF? That sounds retarded.

And their current tagline is even worse. "Not reality. Actuality." GTFO!

Losers.

However, Forensic Files <333

I am ecstatic over Iceland and Portugal making it. I had a bad feeling about both, so it was a pleasure to hear them both get called out.

It saddens me that Switzerland didn’t make it. The performance was a bit shaky but it was far superior to the likes of Latvia and Croatia.

lolz @ Malta not going through. Maybe next time they won’t try to garner votes by singing about vodka. So stupid. But my bias aside, the performance
kicked ass and also deserved to go through far more than the joke that was Latvia and Croatia.

Um, let’s see what else... MY BABIES MADE IT, OMG!!

I would’ve bled a bitch to death had they not gone through. I’m still bitter over San Marino.

Oh! And the dumb bitch of a host needs to not be allowed to open envelopes with results anymore. It takes her 10 minutes to read the fucking results.

Why are most girls, including myself, so dumb when it comes to boys? I just don't get it. I'm a smart girl and handle everything life throws at me pretty well, and yet the moment a guy is involved I turn into a retard. I really wish I could suck it up and deal with my breakup the way my rational side wants to. Unfortunately, my retarded side keeps winning me over. It's embarrassing.

My mom is awesome. Just now while I was sitting close to her she said, "You know, I was thinking of introducing you to our priest's son because he's very hot." I was like, "I love how whenever you mention anyone you always must mention their hotness level first." To which she responses with, "Um, obviously! We don't need ugly bastards in our family pissing on our good genes."

She is made of so much win, I swear. We're such a shallow family. <33

Ps. I got back home from Atlantic City about an hour ago. OMG, that dump is so ghetto, you guys. I must've befriended at least 7 crackheads in my 2.5 days of being there.

Oh, and ZOMG, I'M ALIVE!!1!

I want to bake; cupcakes, to be precise. But I don’t bake alone. Unfortunately, not a single soul wants to join me. Lazy bastards!