Thursday, July 29, 2010

QUIT FRONTIN'

i think one of the biggest things i love about the people close to me - is that they're just as weird as me. we totally get a kick out of this shit.. so here's a random night.. teenagers being teenagers man. strange. ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!

THROWBACK THURSDAY

DRESS-UP EDITION


"i just don't know".


it always starts off subtle.


then they add things to me.


so i add things back.


never forgettin' the wu-tang.

but pictures are never enouggghh..


maribeth played a video hoochie and i played a g, if a g forgot the lyrics to gangster's paradise.


i don't really talk like that. i swear.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

SUNRISE GOODBYES & MISSIN YOU TOMORROWS..


















we've been to several different cities. we've racked up credit cards with plane and concert tickets. we've cussed each other off. we've written each other love letters. we've written each other hate letters. we've been dead broke. we've been filthy rich. we've handled cases of beer and suitcases. we've said goodbye, and we've said good morning. we've driven to destinations. we've spent hours on jeepneys and broken down buses. we've sweated it out in heat waves, and made out in the blistering cold.
we've had fuckery and mind games. we've had boxes of shoes and boxes of cigarettes. we've yelled and whispered. we've skated and swam. we've climbed mountains, and tackled oceans. we've spent hours on the phone and hours hungover. we've discussed books, and hip hop. we've treated each other like shit, and had others treat us like shit.
we've made wrong decisions, and big choices. we've moved in, we've moved out. we've shared meals, and shared credit cards. we've held hands, and slapped faces. we've packed bags and packed bowls. we've tackled winnipeg and toronto, and made both cities see exactly what kind of ill na na this shit is.

i miss you cudder (i miss your bald head w/ a fitted even more;) new york's our next adventure.. can't wait to tear the mother fuckin' house down.. but til then, i'll see you friday.

xxoxoxoxooo

- botch

YOU KNOW WHAT'S NOT WACK?!

kid cudi.
FAX MACHINES
so i was trying to send a fax, but the paper kept jamming.. EXCEPT, it wasn't jamming. the machine just said it was jamming. soo, i had to fax every single sheet, ONE by ONE. waiting for one to scan before i put in the next one. that doesn't sound so bad, but when you have a 30 pager to fax.. it's not so fun~!! DEAR WORK, get a better fax machine :(

CELL PHONE ACCOUNT
because for some reason, even though i've had THREE different phones since, and i've had THREE different numbers.. even changed addresses, my account is still under my ex-boyfriend's name. HOW IN THE HELL?!

HOW FAST ESCO GROWS
stopppp growing! i want her to stay little forever~!!

HOW MUCH SHIT THERE IS TO DO
lists of things to get done.. it never ends. i feel like this shit goes to infinity. mow the lawn, get some dog food, groceries, laundry, dishes, take out the garbage, clean your desk.. uuguggghghughguhggghhhh STOP. i need an assistant. an assistant who will accept payments of high fives.. YO DONT SWEAT THAT, i give really good high fives. i am now accepting applications. please revert yourselves to my comment box. hotties only.

KE$HA
how is kesha famous and i'm not famous?! like really?! i'm ten times cooler than kesha. actually fuck that. i'm cool, kesha isn't. she looks like a drag queen crackhead.. she also looks like she should have a whole bunch of flies flying around her. yes. she looks dirty. LOL! omg black thought just rapped "i'm the type that's always catchin' a fly" on my stereo speakers.. music reads my mind.

EXPENSIVE SHIT
seriously why the fuck is everything so expensive?! they should mark down everything in the world by 20%, and to me thats reasonable. they act like all these products and goods take so much labour and service. bitches fuck that.. do you know how lazy this fucking world is!? we got machines and shit to do all that shit now. stop being greedy money hungry fucks and give us our shit!! fuckin' $4.50 for a vitamin water?! fuck outta here.

i am in a MUCH better mood today than i have these past few days. i feel like i can do anything if i just foooocus.. and i think a lot of it has to do with the one guy who said "hey, you're pretty. have a good one.". shit mother fuck! you could be lying mother fucker, i don't give a fuck. that shit can make your day.. and so can a night with a good friend, so can a redbull:) thanks bianca.. damn those ghost trains! lol. i gotta go buy smokes before i nic out again. that shit's wack too.. fuckin nic'n out.. fuck that shit.

TWO MORE DAYS CUDDER! two more!

Monday, July 26, 2010

CASE OF THE MONDAYS.

i am so fucking annoyed and pissed off it's retarded. i don't even have the time to blog, but it's what i WANT to do, so i put it before the important shit. i am fucking tired. i am fucking moody. i wanna cuss everybody off, and just yell "stupid mothhaahhh suuuckkaahhsss". ESCO IS SO CUTE I JUST WANT TO EAT HER.. but goodness is this one ever a trouble maker! i'm getting better at scolding her, instead of being like "oh don't pee, you're bad.. OMG YOU'RE SO LITTLE AND CUTE!" i'm doing a lot better. i wanna sleep but i can't sleep. i think that's the real reason why i'm so fucking edgy. i just haven't slept in days.. or maybe i'm just making up excuses for reason to be an asshole. *shrug. i wanna party but i don't wanna go out.. what is this, a re-post of my last entry?! PERHAPS.. !! wtf is alex doing?! ALEX ARE YOU ALIVE?! i'm gonna drink my beer and smoke a cigarette and wait for this thunderstorm now.
thunderstorms make everything all better.

anyone wanna come over cuz bianca keeps hanging up on me.. fucker. hahaha jk i love you. COME VISIT ME:( i have beer *nudgenudge.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

I BEEN COMPLAININ 'BOUT THIS, COMPLAININ 'BOUT THAT..

tanya morgan so sick!

and on the subject of hip hop, before i rant.. new lupe!


for the past month or so, i've been sticking to an un-planned schedule.. what i mean by that is right after i go to the bank, or right after i hang up my cell phone, right after i put esco to bed, it's on to the next one. i haven't slept in daaayyyys. i didn't go anywhere this entire weekend, and i haven't slept in days. yeah. i know. actually haven't been going out for the past what, two? three weekends? i know. what the fuck?!
which i'm not upset about.. i'm too damn tired to do shit. i just want one day!! JUST ONE DAYYY! and for that one day, i don't even want it to relax.. i want that one day to get my laundry done. to pack up my shit. to organize my sharpies. to organize my closet. LIKE, wait. what? i want a day off, to do more work, because i have so much shit on my plate. that is some shit. i'm fucking non-stop, man. & that was my mom. always on the go. runnin' a business, makin lunch for the kids, going to parties, grabbin' the dry-cleaning.. and she's still like that. she's still a work-aholic who never sits down.. i'm turning into my mom.
i am constantly moving, and when i am not moving, i am dead tired.

i miss my friends.

i miss scarborough.

i miss having nothing to do, and thinking "i'll read a book".

& i keep saying i miss that shit, without anything fucking changing.

i'm sick of this fucking routine man.
i'm fucking sick of it.

i'm sick of running in a circle and never crossing that fucking finish line, man. i need to get the fuck out of here cuz i am going out of my fucking mind.

i don't wanna do shit no more man. i just wanna talk and have a beer. it's too hot for make up, so i don't wanna get ready.

unless you want to have a beer with me, leave me the fuck alone. tomorrow's going to be busy. the day after is going to be busy.. and i just keep.. on.. fucking.. going. all work, no play. botch went crazy.

WE SPENT THE MOST TIME, WORKING THIS GOLD MINE.
EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR OWN STORY, I WROTE MINE.
EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR OWN WORDS, YOU QUOTE MINE.
EVERYBODY THINKS I'M FUCKING NUTS, WANNA HOLD MINE ?

I LIKE HIP HOP MORE THAN YOU.

not eating, never sleeping, exhausting days and nights.. WHATEVER IT TAKES. whatever it fucking takes.

SYNTIFIK SUNDAY!

here's what you asked me this week..

What advice would you give to someone who is struggling to cope with a recent death of a loved one?
i've been through enough goodbyes to know how hard this can be and.. you know, there isn't really "proper" advice you can give to someone when they're going through that.. all a person really can do, is be there for a person. i'm a real good hugger

If you could go back in time 10 years and tell your younger self something, what would it be?
try harder.

If you could only read one magazine for the rest of your life, which would it be?
vice

If you won a million dollars what would you do with it?
share some, save a shit load, pay off everything, some to fam, none to anyone who asks, shop, travel, start a magazine, employ bianca hahaha.

sooo.. what are you waiting for ?! ASK ME ANYTHING.

ALL I DO IS ME, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO NOTHIN' ELSE.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

CRY ME A RIVER..

BUILD A BRIDGE & GET OVER IT!

an late photo friday is better than no photo friday?! here's what life's been looking like..







never being home, taking care of a new puppy has made my room one place of pure mess fuckery.






i took these pictures so they could be my "before" pictures.. because i totally cleaned that shit to fucking awesome, but it seems every time alex comes over, my room goes back to disaster mode.. so you're gonna have to wait on the after pictures, i'll clean it again.. *sigh.


summer is never complete without the tan.


heatbags.


i'm so dark my make up don't match my face no mores. i hereby give my oath to wear little to nil make up for the rest of summah.


smush.


drink all day.




no flash photography equals awezumm pictures.. don't cha know.




cudder.


cudder dunzo's before midnight.


princess party !


we're darker than you! yayurr!


cupcakes + beer


= a good time

DRAKE, sucked.. but at least we snuck from like row 27 to the stage.. yesssss.


i want your shirt woman!


see, we're too far.


throw your ones up in the air?


is that drake or an imposter? i'm too far to see. so FUCK THIS SHIT.


that's more like it.


this still sucks! hahahah


but at least we're in the "action".


this is security. he hated me. he yelled at me like 45 million times.. i'm sorry i'm so rowdy.


he kept on shouting out the city as if we were important to him.


but i know he could give a fuck.


nice tan pink nails. what's your secret?


lol..




i will never be further than front row for anything people. NEVER.


oh you so comical.


five million pictures of drizzy for your minds.

AND LEMME INTRODUCE YOU TO ESCO!


i'll do a drake review some time this week, but to preview, it's going to a go a little something like this : "boo drake, boo."