last train to wherever.

The few things t hat I actually need to express can't be blogged about.
Irregardless, it's bikini season and thusly ... time for super working out/dieting!
Philip and Victoria's photoshoot went fairly well. You can see a few of the photos here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/32222655@N04/
The rest are in the process of being edited, then shall be uploaded.
"10 Things I Like About You" shouldn't be a damn television series. It's a series based upon a movie that was based upon a piece of literature (Taming of the Shrew). Said piece of literature came to a comprehensive end and didn't aim to illustrate the 'wacky hijinks' between two rival siblings growing up. Whatever, though. ABC Family also produces 'Secret Life of the American Teenager', so there's less to expect from them.

keeping you alive.

Last night, Bianca held hosted her open house/graduation party. Regrettably, it wasn't as 'hype' and fun as her sweet sixteen had been (although that was 'hype' for reasons unbeknownst to the world). The 'usuals' showed up, with the usuals being those people who once represented members of the popular for being unpopular 'Fam'. Seeing them reminded me that at one point in time ... I called these people friends, family even. Yet now, it's nearly impossible not to laugh at how misguided and self-absorbed they are. Stepping back to see objectively, these people were never my friends. They were never the pillow to fall on when the rest of the world tried to break me. They were objects. Blow-up dolls and stuffed animals that stayed stagnant when solitude was hurtful. When the rest of the school seemed to hate me, those blow-ups and stuffed animals said 'But we love you!' It was similar to an elaborate scene from a disturbing rendition of Toy Story.

Seeing these people yesterday incited pity. These people don't have a grasp on reality and have grown so accustomed to a world where they are comforted at every turn, and always have friends to back them up. Their friends are leaving them soon, how will they fare?

girls, girls, girls.

There are some girls whose friend population consists of mostly female, there are those who have a mostly masculine population, and then there are those who hang with equal portions. Although I hang around girls frequently, guys are preferred. Why? Girls are fucking terrible. Being in a room full of women makes me uncomfortable, irritable, and insecure. Although it's a mixture of my personal 'issues' and the nature of women ... it's still bothersome. Admittedly, there are some girls who break the mold, but overall .... girls ain't shit.

Girls will smile in your face when they want to smack you.

I'm gonna go play the Sims 3 now.