You Know I'm No good...

Halloween..oh how I love Halloween. I wish it was my birthday. I always had this mentality to dress really skanky for an excuse to get away with it. But i've realized if I ever wanted to be skanky, it should be whenever I felt like it. I usually get a costume idea for something I related to the whole year- whether its rebelling to clean my house like last year when I was a french maid and the year before that I had an obsession with greece so I was a greek goddess "Tigress Euphrates". This year I've been listening to music that have been blindly written about me- such as Amy Winehouse. Her cd will put you into depression and realize what you have to offer anybody. This past summer I have been getting more than 100 times from strangers that I had an uncanny resemblance to Amy. Yea yes, I get it- I wing out my eyeliner, my hair is always in some kind of poof or beehive, I wear bandannas like cinderella , our wardrobe is similar and not to mention our long oval faces. I was Amy and everybody, including me loved it. Being Amy this year made me realized I should beehive my hair more often and just as big as I had it for halloween.

Thanks for making my study session so much better

Nothing is better than two christians sitting next to you in a coffee shop gossiping about others in the church while I'm studying for Algebra. I usually don't like to hear others opinions about religion because it ends up in a huge debate but these two men were interesting. One was positively sure of his religious views while the other questioned him harshly about it. I thought a fight would break out. They were pretty cute for middle aged guys.....

to go into detail

I have a few people who always tell me, " you have the weirdest taste in men" ....blah blah. People dont understand why I like the people I do. They dont need to but I figured out why I could see a beautiful face in anybody and they cant. I am an artist. I can draw people really well.Anyone who is an artist knows that you generally pay attention to the tiniest details. Thats all. I just naturally pay attention to a bump on a nose, a speck of green in the eye, or a strong jawline. Its quite amazing.

So I've realized

why my style have been suffering. I no longer have my favorite style icons showing up in the media as often. I have been procrastinating to read new magazines and I havent been around any uniquely fashionable people.

This will all reach an end when I get a second job, so I could spend money on my shopping addictions and for Thanksgiving when I'm in Chicago. It will be great because I'm going see M.i.A. and my sister who are 2 of my favorite style icons.When Christmas break comes around, I'll have more time to paint and get my winter wardrobe under wraps.

I could get my fall style set on campus and off when I'm done doing work for transferring schools and studying. I could also throw in a relaxing shopping day. My style from the last winter has combined with fantasy fashion style- AllBlack or dark vampiric colors,chic,punk with a mix of Audrey Hepburn. In other words, it involves a clashing of the 1980s with the 1940s. I'm trying to get more pieces inspired from the 1940s. I need more black and dark purple. I just need more trips to the thrift store. That's all.

Actually nothing of this has to do with why I have been shopping as often. I need to pay off 2 parking tickets by the end of this week before I have a warrant out for me. Not good! Once I'm done rebelling, My shopping life will be in order.

Procrastination and $$$

Three weeks have gone by since I promised myself I would find a second job. Instead I have been overloading on coffee, early 90s reality shows, and cutting my hair. I decided I needed another job based on my "spend freely philosophy" on money. Don't get me wrong. I've went to places. I've search engined it. I've read the classifieds. I even had two interviews. I'm not having it. How can a big city girl find a reasonable job in a small country town?

I've tried BlueDog Cafe'. It seemed amazing. i could wear what I want. I could get paid to stand there and escort people to their tables. Best of all, I would get shared tips from the waiters.... No call back....Secondly I tried this telemarketing company. Well at least I thought so. I thought it would be a piece of cake- sitting on my butt all day, harassing people, and making $12 an hour. It ended up being a marketing job where I try to get money out of my parents and their friends. No Thanks! Last but not least, I tried a beauty supply store. It would be GREAT if I worked there. I mean I already spend most of my money on either hair products or clothes. I go in there frequently buying thinning scissors, bleach, flat irons,etc. If I was already working there, I would have saved so much money. I could also wear my face piercings, wear all black and expieriment with my hair whenever I chose to. I kept going on in, but they never seemed to have applications available.

What should I do? I mean I'm pretending I have a consistent job and like I dont have school. I buy rabbit sized food from Raising Canes and rent season 3 of Nip/Tuck today. I am feeding a homeless cat whom I named Shia Lebeuof. This has to stop.