Ive never had a boyfriend on Valentines day, but this year i do. I usually despise this day of love, because im known for being just a smidgen bitter. but i have to admit that this year i am putting my all into making this holiday special for my boyfriend. Cards, on cards on cards, and lots of chocolate. Maybe even a stop by Victorias secret? well anyways, leave a comment on your perfect Valentines day, or your valentines day hatred.

Dear Stupid Bitch,

We used to be best friends. You were sketchy then, and you are still sketchy to this day. The other day, i go to hang out with my friend, and your ex boyfriend just happens to be there too. You some how stalked me, and texted me 3 hours after this happened, and told me to stay the fuck away from your ex boyfriend. I'm sure your new boyfriend would love this. You then proceeded to tell me that my friends and my boyfriends  friends, all hate me and that i should take a hint. Then why do they all tell me they like me? Why do they invite me to hang out? Why do they all talk shit about you? See unlike you, I have respect for other people, and i don't try and make other people look bad, and i don't use other people to prove my point. Every text you sent me was threatening, and filled with things like "no one likes you" or "everyone else talks shit" and other things of that nature. Now me, on the other hand, i have only said things that involve you and me, and i haven't brought up things from the past, or random things that Ive hear about you since our falling out. I went with my boyfriend, to play tennis with all our friends, and you happened to be there. I stayed away from you, and had fun with everyone. At this point, you decided to show everyone your collection of knives that you keep in your purse. was this to threaten me? I'm not afraid to admit that knives, especially one in your hand, scare me. Your a bat shit crazy bitch. You have a delightful past with the Police, and if i was to call them, saying your threatening me, I can almost guarantee that they will take you away. You started making up lies about me cheating on my boyfriend whom i love very much, and have nothing but respect for. You have no respect for you boyfriend, and it hurts him a lot. I texted your boyfriend, saying that if the threatening texts don't stop, that I have no choice but to call the police. I didn't swear, talk down on him or you, it was a completely level headed text. Your boyfriend felt threatened. i don't get you two. The fact that you texted me about my facebook status, after i blocked you, was creepy too. You said "Keep things to yourself bitch" you should really think about taking your own advice, because you have been telling everyone, everything. I want to beat your ass, but i wont, because i have more class, and more common sense, in my pinkie toe, then you have in your whole body. But if you touch me, i will come at you so hard, and it will be legal, in self defense, and the police will gladly take you away, to the jail cell that you belong in. I really don't want your life to be like this, and i hope some day you will change, but for now, your a crazy cunt, and you better watch out.
                         XOXO,
                            Baby B. <3 

You cant hate the Jersey Shore

Any body that says they hate watching the Jersey Shore, is a big fat liar. I cannot live without getting my weekly dose of meatballs, Snooki and Deena. Well, what can I say, haters gonna hate, but they're stupid and jealous sons of bitches. Its like a fantasy for me, and some day I will go to the jersey shore, and live out my guidette dreams. Thats all for now kitty's.
                                                   - Baby B.

Dear Drake...

I am starting a new installment called "Dear celebrity." I get to rant and rave about me favorite famous people, and of course, my not so favorite ones. Send me a message or leave me a comment if you want to hear me bitch or gush about your favorite celebs!

purple is my favorite color :P

Today's special person is the oh-so talented Drake. If you give me the chance to pick the music in the car or at a party, there is a pretty good chance that you will be listening to the entire "Take Care" album on repeat. The thing about Drake is that the emotion that is put into his music makes it sound so personal and relatable. Its almost like he is singing to you, and only you. I just feel so much better about myself, and anything that might be going on whenever I listen to his music. I remember watching Degrassi, back in the day, and seeing the wheelchair guy haha. The fact that he broke away from being only associated as "that kid in the wheelchair on Degrassi" is an amazing feat in itself, and is probably one of the hardest things for actors and musicians to do. He really reinvented himself, creating a whole new image that he could identify with, making his music all the more powerful. Drake is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. Over the years, since he first really came out, Drake has been constantly expanding and improving on his music. I just know that he will keep getting better and better, he hasn’t let me down yet.

Driving.Mothers.Chaos

This is how all mother daughter relationships are.

Driving with your parents is probably the most irritating thing on this Earth. I want to ring my mothers neck harder and harder with ever yelp or "STOP!" she utters. She freaks out when there is about 25 ft between me and the car in front of me, its like come on, I understand teenagers driving is scary, but I know what the fuck I’m doing. I have terrible anxiety and her yelling does not make the situation any better, or any safer. In fact she is making it more likely for me to crash. Parents think they know best, let them think that, but we all know that’s bullshit. I will admit that parents are right about a good amount of things, but I will never let them know that. I’m also sure that when I’m a parent, I will think I know everything. I just need to keep in mind my teenage years, and be like “ Ok, I hated my parents for this, and that is why I lied to them so much.” This is a short post only because I am on a roll with all my Econ work, and I’m almost done with the class so I need to get as much work done as I can before my short attention span gets me all restless.

Teenage Boys, SMH.....

They're rowdy, obnoxious, and often times smelly. Teenage boys drive me up the wall. It seems to me, that every male between the ages of 11 and 18 is hardwired to constantly fuck with people. Now, this may just be them testing their limits, but I'm no behavioral specialist. There seems to be a constant need to destroy things, hurt somebodies feelings, make rude comments, or just behave like a 2 year old. There is one guy in particular at my school, who is the perfect example of these creatures young men. He constantly disrupts classes, smacks people, and throws things across the classroom in hopes of causing damage. I have one of the best study skills teachers ever, she would do anything for any of us to get to where we want to be, and he torments her. She gives him plenty of warnings and he still fucks around. Boys are just so frustrating, well the ones in High School anyways. Then again, I feel like boys don't mature until their late 30's.

Holes in your face

I had no idea that you could pierce so many parts of your body. " I have piercings" used to mean your ears, but now you can have a piercing pretty much anywhere on your body. just because its possible to have them everywhere, doesn't mean you should. i actually like piercings, i have my ears and my belly button, and i want a nose ring. Multiple piercings can be cute, but once you start covering your face with little silver balls, you've gone too far. Some piercings are just straight up unattractive, such as the septum ring, and dermal piercings. Now the septum ring can be pulled off by some people, like my 2 friends, but the majority of septum rings are just plain ugly and painful to look at. If you cant pull it off, you end up looking like a bull. 

That is not cute!

I cannot stand dermal piercings. They are gross and stupid. Almost every person that i know/ have seen with a dermal piercing has had some type of trouble with it getting infected. The fact that you can just rip it out on accident, leaving a disgusting hole in you is just terrifying. Yeah, you can rip out other piercings, but for some reason the idea of ripping out a dermal piercing of any kind seems 10 times worse. I mean whatever floats your boat, its your body. I just don't like them at all, and i don't think that people with dermals or lots of piercings are bad or stupid people. It just really skeeves me out

OWIE!!!

There's even piercings you can get in your back that you can lace up, making your back look like a corset. first off, the end product does not look good, it looks extremely painful and like its gonna rip your skin. It doesn't look good! If you like it, that's all that matters, its your body, but whenever i see that I'm just like Jesus that looks PAINFUL! I don't like the end product enough to put myself through all that pain. just look at it!




Body modification is an entirely personal choice and you shouldn't get something done, or hesitate to get it done because your afraid of what people will think. Everyone has their own opinions, and i just stated mine here. I'm not trying to offend anyone, just writing blog post's while I'm under in school suspension.

I find older men attractive.

Good lord, look at those eyes!

 WARNING! If my boyfriend is reading this, i love you, and this is just a fantasy. I wont leave you for an older man, don't you worry :)

Older men are sexy. There are plenty of Sexy, Silver Foxes that i would pounce on any second. I know, i know, I'm only 17 but the unspeakable things i would do to Daniel Craig. 
Mr. Craig, i will be your bond girl any day, or your Lisbeth Salander(if that turns you on) any day.
I don't think i have daddy issues, i hope not but it could be very likely. Some of my friends have really attractive fathers, and i cant help but notice. OK!! Story time, sorry I thought of a good story to tell, and it's completely relevant, and i get to tell you how big of a bitch this one girl is. 

This is a FUPA, in case you were unaware.

There is this one girl on my cheer team, and she is one grade below me, and she's been on Varsity since her freshman year, and shes a straight A student. This year she got made captain, not even Co-Captain,  no seniors are Captain and it sucks. All of cheer changed and everyone, even her friends on the team, hate her. The day her friends started hating her because of her never ending power trip, was one of the happiest days of my life. She is a bitch, and she got it from her mama. Her mom will sit there at games, and tell my coach that some of the girls on the team should be kicked off, and that they suck and what not. She's one of those parents who think their kid is the only special thing out there. This mom is fat, with a Fat Upper Pubic Area. She wears mom jeans and terrible, squeaky clean, white sneakers. She wears the terrible turtle neck sweaters too. Her husband is a tall, in shape, Blue-eyed, stud. He seems to love his frumpy wife, which just makes me think that she must have been Gorgeous back in the day, because he couldn't have married her for her personality because she's a bitch. Obviously marriage, for her, meant that appearances go out the window. Once again, this turned into a rant, my apologies. 
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Suspension's a Real Bitch

So i got 3 days of in school suspension for some bullshit. Apparently I stole a wallet, and when they were searching my shit for it ( they didnt find the wallet, cuz i didnt have it) they found a pipe and like not even a tsp. of shake. They got the police involved and i got cited, the cop basically told me to get a medical card cuz it makes things easier. They said i had a gram and the officer put me down as having less than an ounce. No shit its less than an ounce, there wasnt even enough to pack a proper bowl. Basically, i get to sit in a room in the office with no clock, no nothing in here, for 8 hours. Im also not allowed to go off campus anymore for the rest of the year and i find that retarded as fuck. I got blamed for the wallet and of course the weed, and i also have to do some drug counseling bullshit. Like that's gonna make me stop smoking cali- tree. I live in California for goodness sake!! Almost everyone here indulges in some herbal healing, and they should because we have some of the best weed in the world. whatever, im just really bitter right now. my parents took my phone and my laptop, so no more Netflix for me. the only way i can use computers now is if i check one out for the day from my school. I have severe ADHD, i cant just sit here for long periods of time, it legit hurts me. I wanna leave right now, this place is a prison. 

Give it Up for the White Boys

So my boyfriend is a rapper. When he first told me this, i was like oh my God. When he actually showed me one of his songs, i was blown away. He's really fucking good, so i am going to leave his music video for one of the best songs hes made so far. Check it out, if you like it, put it on your Facebook or send it to hella people. SPREAD THE WORD!!

He's so cute <3

things that i noticed today.

1. I  was taking a final today, and i me being the ADHD kid that i am, i spent 90% of my test-taking time daydreaming, drawing, and just staring at things around the room. i have a habit of jiggling my leg while i take tests/ when im under pressure. People often turn around and yell at me to stop jiggling my leg because it makes their desks move too. well i look down during my final, and the whole class is jiggling their legs.
2. I'm a T.A. for the engineering teacher at my school, and i had to grade papers today. I went along, grading papers, when i realized that these kids suck. Either this teacher is terrible, or these kids have been sleeping all semester.
3. I hate Stanford students. Dont get me wrong, lots of the kids there are nice, but there is a good chunk of students that think their hot shit because mommy and daddy paid their way into one of the best schools in the country.
4. Im a weakling. I used to be really in shape from being a swimmer and cheerleader, but now im just skinny. No muscles or anything. I miss being strong.
5. My High school SUCKS. I have 4 days of in school suspension for shit i didnt do. Ok, so maybe they found my weed, BUT FUCK!!! they were little crumbs, like not even $2 worth of weed, and they said i had a gram. BULLSHITTTTTTTTT!!!
6. I have a nice stomach. I know its weird, but its just nice.

HELP!

I am very new to blogging. Just started the other day, actually. I need your help! If you have any ideas that you want to see on this blog, just message me or leave a comment! I have lots of ideas already, but i wanna see what the readers want to hear about. So gimme your ideas people!!

Things that i hate.

• Mom Jeans. Bedazzled mom jeans are even worse.
• Visible Panty Line. just staring at your panty line is cutting off my circulation
• Stage Moms. i really don't need to explain this one.
• Ugly babies. you were all thinking it, don't lie. there IS such a thing as an ugly baby
• Slobbery Dogs. i <3 dogs, but when i bend down to pet you, and your mouth is leaking like a faucet, i find you considerably less cute..
• I hate that your disgusting relationship consumes my Facebook news feed.
• Pasty white skin. a little sunlight(artificial or real) could do wonders for some people...
• People who think their kids are just sooooo awesome. guess what. your kid sucks.
• The word "Moist"
• Kids at my high school
• Girls that think their hot for the wrong reasons. sucking on a candy cane like a hoover vacuum during family Christmas dinner just screams "I'm a classy girl!"
• Guys with long fingernails.
• Feet
• Hipster bikes. hipster anything, for that matter.

Dirty, Little, Secrets: Partys

Partying is fun, no doubt about that, but it has its downfalls. Whether you’re going out to the clubs, hitting up a rave, or just going a house party, there are many unsavory activities that go hand in hand with partying. Let’s say you go to a house party, every body’s going, right? Well you walk into the party, and everyone just kind of stares at you. Turns out it’s an exclusive party and no one wants you there. It happens more than you would think.

 Drunk kids = fucked up house. At the only party I’ve ever dared to have at my house, a window got broken, people had taken a sharpie to my mom’s paintings, and someone else thought it would be cute to cover all the mirrors in the house with nail polish. I didn’t know have the people in my house that night. I had no fun whatsoever. So never have parties at your house, because something is bound to get fucked up. 

Raves are probably my favorite place to party. The music is loud, I get to dress up all cool, and there are tons of "party favors" to get you to that special place. Well first off, the place is crawling with creepers, waiting to pounce on some innocent, drug-filled, 14 year old in underwear and a bra. You smell absolutely awful after raves, and don’t forget the raver AIDS you get after dancing and mixing sweat with everyone there.

Not everyone can handle their shit. It doesn’t matter if its alcohol, bud, or any drug. It could be the kid that pukes first, this usually “breaks the seal” and more will follow in his footsteps, straight to the toilet bowl. I love my girlfriends, but some of you guys are hot ass messes when you’re drunk. I’m talking crying because daddy didn’t love you. At almost every party I’ve been too, I have come upon some poor soul who got too fucked up, and passed out. We usually stand around, and ask if their dead. We eventually get them to a bed and someone has to baby sit them. Don’t get me wrong, sitting out of the party to take care of someone sure beats the hell out of someone dying because they were left alone.

SEX! SEX! SEX! Hormones and alcohol is a potentially poisonous mixture that often ends in blood, sweat and regret. It could also be that love potion you’ve been looking for. People will have sex in your parent’s room, in some ones car, or in front of the whole party. All sorts of yummy juices are spread across the entire surface that the deed was done on. It’s just gross.