Friday, May 22, 2009

C'est L'Amour

Aw! Planning a wedding sounds tres fun!! But, I don't really like attending weddings. They get long and boring lol. I love seeing the bridemaids, and the bride's dress, but the actual wedding part . . . uh, it's okay.

Today, it actually hit me that it's summer. It's so nice out today. I'm sad that it's going to rain this weekend though. I'm going to see ma mere et mon pere this weekend. We're either going to play croquet, watch a movie, or go bowling. I'm not sure which I want to do. lol. Croquet: Everyone wins but me. I get bored and stop trying or people are mean to me and hit my ball really far away. Ugh. Movies: Relaxing, unless people are talking behind you, but you can't really spend time with anyone, and I haven't seen my parents in awhile. Bowling: I pretty much suck at it, but my mom does too, so at least there's two of us. lol. My Dad and Andy fight for the lead. Whatever. Show offs. So. . . which should I do? Or is there anything else fun to do?

I have to complete my homework for my online class today, go to work, and then go to conditioning aka soccer practice.

Class sucks. I hate writing stupid papers about the media. Today, I have to write about how TV influences my perception of reality. I've thought about it for awhile, and I'm not sure it does. BS time.

Work . . . Ew. Jobs are for stupid, ugly girls. Careers are for smart, pretty girls. Retail/Customer Service IS NOT a career. No one goes to college to become/with hopes of becoming the Wal*mart manager. At least, I hope not. If it's not offered as a major at a 2 or 4 year school,(Hotel/Restaurant Management) it's not a career. So hate work. It's a waste of my time and effort. Seriously, I'm aware of how to fold clothes and greet people.

Do you have any idea how much fun it is to tell people how far they have to run? lol. I have actually started working out a little with the girls. I don't want them to hate me, and if I can do what I ask of them, there should be no reason why they can't do it. I'm exciting for the season! I get a cute little polo with "Coach" on it. Not sure where yet, the other Coach and I have to decide. Uh-huh. Be jealous. I'm totally kick ass. lol.

My Porn....

Le Sigh

My sister better not get married in Vegas cause I'm DYING! to plan a wedding.

♥ B

Thursday, May 21, 2009

There's No Place Like Home...

I'm back home now. I love coming home. I just miss my Toto waaayyy to much when I'm away. I also love my house in the summer time. I can't lay out or read on my cute lil tree swing on a sunny day at school...well at least not with out getting unwanted attention. Seriously as much as I bitch about living in the country I think I'm going to miss it (at least during summer) when I move to the big city (does DC count as a big city??) At least I have my ruby red slippers (the ones I wore EVERYDAY when I was little. I prolly went through 20 pairs!!! -lol-) So home won't ever be far away.

oOo I have two very good pieces of news to report darling fans....
1.) I got my cum gpa up to a 3.0 which means I'm free to apply to grad school for the spring and I don't have to take that tres scary GRE test (eeekk!). Now, I just have to convince ma mere et mon pere that a masters in art history is a good invertment/idea. Any sugestions would be greatly apperiated = )

2.) It seems one aspect of my spoiled life has not yet disapeared. My mommy is taking me to get my hair done next week !!!! Cheers to being a full blonde again ♥ Something tells me I better take FULL advantage of this while I still can -lol-

Today has been good so far. I'm finally feeling better (I was sick for like a week straight). I got do something creative. Which I've been DYING to do for sometime now. My sister and I went one of those paint a pot places and painted things she made a present for your B/F, and I made a leopard print picture holder. I think I'm going to sign up to take scrap booking classes over the summer. I ♥ creating things and I really need to finsih my scrap book.

Alright well my mini me is here so I better go play with her. She's tres excited because I'm taking her to her school picnic next week = )

♥ Bunny
p.s. Partner in Crime I LOVE the name of the one ring (You're Mine) to cute! And I think your nome de plume should be... Paris, or Penelope hehe

p.p.s Can you please give me one moment to be a fan girl. Thank you. Ok.....
So, last night I read that there would be no "marry me first" in New Moon what the mother effing hell! I didn't believe it because that bitch of a screen writer honestly couldn't be that dumb...or could she. Well I went and found/downloaded the leaked new moon script and sure enough it wasn't there......... Now, this was only a 2nd draft of the script and from December so lets all pray she has came to her senses since then. But if she hasn't I hope she, Stephanie, and Summit are prepared for the INSANELY crazy, bad, and intense back lash from us fans! We demand our ooooy goooy cute lines and scenes they're what makes us all love Twilight so much!
**It's safe I'm not longer in Fan Girl mode, thank you for letting me get that out**

Since you're stalking me . . . again lol

I am in love with these! My greatest love is for the bottom left one though. (heart-shaped diamond) But, I would take any of them in .25 seconds. Sure, they're a little (ok, a lot) pricey. But, they're pretty and they come in a pretty red box. Yes, I said red not blue. Make no mistake, these are not Tiffany diamonds. Although Tiffany's is pretty, they're not very unique. These are Cartier rings. "The Solitaire Love", (top) the "Lanieres Trinity" (bottom right) or the “You're Mine”. (bottom left).
Lol and they don't tell you the price until you get there to look at them. So, um, yeah. But, I'm adorable and way worth it! At least, I think so. hah.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


After reading about my BFF's grand idea from this blog, I decided to write a little bit about the past few days I've had. I think this blog will be my new blog of choice instead of MySpace. (I'll discuss why later.) Talk about a reality check. Ugh. I had to move out of my super cute apartment (fireplace, spare bedroom, nice carpet, lovely bay window, dining room, the works) and I moved upstairs to . . . not a shit hole per say, but it's definately not very cute. About a week ago, I spent the whole day scrubbing the walls and floors. It was disgusting! You can not imagine the dirt in this place. First, there's no carpet it's all hardwood floors. Which you think would be cute except for the floors have been run to hell. I just don't like it, and I don't have nearly even enough money to begin to fix it up like I'd want it.
Anway, skipping ahead . . . why am I not blogging on MySpace you ask? Well, first off, I totally agree on the idea that our blog should be beome famous, and that's not happening on Myspace. Secondly, this blog is more private. And since I'll be coaching high school girls in the fall, I really don't want any parents on my ass lol. So, there you have it loyal reader. I figure Bunny is the only one reading this right now. lol.
Might I just add that boyfriends make no sense. Get this -- yesterday afternoon, my significant other decides to ask for a risque picture of me while he's at work. I refuse because #1 he's around other people at work. #2 I know he has downloaded pictures of other girls on his phone, and I do not want to be part of the "collection". So, he has the nerve to be smart with me after I tell him these reasons, and be like "oh, you're no fun. just forget it. if you feel like sending it later let me know." Very charming. I know. He's such a sweetheart. So, later on he gets home, and I'm watching the season finale of Gossip Girl. It's the moment we've all been waiting for. Chuck and Blair. Big moment. He has flowers, gifts, and an oh-so-cute-smirk on his face. My bf sits down, watches this ending, and is like . . . "well, after that I need to do something manly." Wait just a second. Confessing your love is manly. It's men afraid of committment that do not say "I love you". It's man-whores who also do not utter that phrase. Men who are too afraid to "hang up the tackle box" be there's "so many fish in the sea". I love you is the step from carefree, beer chugging, party-boy, ladies-man to committed, caring, soul-connected, lover. If I'd have to choose, the "I love you" guy is much more grown-up aka "manly" than the think-for-yourselfer. A real man is unafraid to show his emotions. He knows what women want . . . (lol Mel Gibson) . . . flowers, gifts, to be adored and swept off their feet. Last night, Chuck was a man who finally got it. I wish someone would follow in his footsteps.
After his comment, I told him he was a dick and asked him if it was his whole goal to be an ass tonight. I got no response, but he did go do the dishes. Lol. Uh-huh. That's what I thought biotch! (just kidding....kinda)
♥ ___________ (I need a good nome de plume)

Bonjour Dolls!!

So last night (at 3am YAY insomnia!!) I had this aaamazing idea to start a blog with my bff.

It's going to be about our adventures now that we've both graduated form college and our once lovely parents have deiced after a lifetime of spoildness we need to stand on our two feet (trust me a tres scary thought)! So that's where the title of our lil blog came from, the confessions of two spoiled princesses....learning how to conquer the "real world" own their own, together. It's also going to be about just us in general and all our random drama -lol-

Our first goal with this whole thing is to just use it as a way to not only keep in touch with each other but also help ourselves figure out and make it through this with out going crazy! -lol-

Our second goal is a little less serious it's to become famous (lol) that way we can say goodbye to our day jobs and hello once again to a life of spoiled bliss =-p (just kidding....kinda)

I hope your enjoy reading about our adventure! And maybe one day another lost little princess will stumble upon this and realize she's not alone and if we can do she can too!!!!

Bunny --That's my nome de an atempt to protect the innocent (and not so innocent) we will be using one of these for everyone -lol-