RANDOM CHILDHOOD MEMORY #1:

I remember being sick a lot as a kid. I dunno if I was sick all the time, or if sick memories just stick out more because they're different than an ordinary day and have certain specifics about them. Anyway..

MEGA GROSS ALERT!!
It was winter, I had the flu. I was in the back seat of the family car. My mom in the passenger, my dad the driver, and my brother beside me. I wasn't feeling too sick; in the sense that I don't recall being too hot, or too stuffy, but I suddenly had the urge to vomit. Christmas music was blaring, and my mom and dad kept giving each other these glances and smiles during their conversation. Small chuckles and Christmas hit my ears but all I could hear was my mind saying "Don't puke!". Then. It came up.
It was small, and I didn't open my mouth. It was foamy type phlegm, and not a whole lot. I just, kept it there. Inside of my mouth. I knew I couldn't puke in the car and there wasn't a garbage can in sight, so I decided to wait until we got home.
The Christmas songs and laughter continued. I had this phlegm foam puke in my mouth and couldn't wait to spit it out. Then my dad asked, "Why are you so quiet?".
"Behcuase I Pahuked", I replied. I placed the puke foam at the back of my mouth to try and reply, anyway. The words came out like my mouth was stuffed with food, and the words muffled and foamy. That was enough. I swallowed, and answered again. "Because I puked."
"What?!", he asked.
"Because I puked", I replied casually.
"Well, where did you puke?"
"In my mouth. I swallowed it", another casual response.
"WHAT?! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SWALLOW IT!"

Then my brother just laughed and laughed. I knew I had it in my mouth because I was being a good girl. You know, not puking all over the place, doing grown up deeds. After explanations from my parents telling me that it was okay for them to pull over if I had to puke, I realized, hey, it's cool. You're still being a grown up by letting the rents know you need to puke. And also, don't swallow it for some reason. Grown ups don't like that.

THE STAGES OF MENSTURAL CYCLE FEELINGS.

THE WEEK BEFORE THE PERIOD:
Man, I'm seriously getting fat. Am I pregnant?!

FOUR DAYS-ISH BEFORE THE PERIOD:
OMFG I HATE EVERYTHING. WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?! WHERE IS MY CAREER GOING?! That fucking girl just stared me down. Who does she think she is?! Nice skirt there, girl. Yeah, more like NOT-SKIRT. Haha. I'm hilarious. I'm so sad. I need to cry. *cries*. I'm not good enough for this world. WHY AM I SO FAT?!

TWO DAYS-ISH BEFORE THE PERIOD:
I have the weirdest craving for a grilled cheese with ice cream. I'M GOING TO EAT EVERYTHING, FUCKA GYM AND A DIET.

THE DAY OF THE PERIOD:
PRAAISE EVERYTHING I AM NOT PREGNANT!

THE SECOND DAY OF THE PERIOD:
Everything hurts. Why is my pelvis stabbing my stomach with a sword?! I'm going to bed and never leaving. My boobs. Oh geeze, my boobs. My boobs don't fit in my bra, that's great. Let's just let these weights of pain take over the day, great. Mega excite. Ugh. Hate you.

THE THIRD DAY OF THE PERIOD:
Pant check. Ok, phew I'm good. Did I take out my last tampon!? Shit. Did I?! Get your food away from me, it smells awful. So horny. Where is my water?! So thirsty. DAMN THESE SWORDS.

THE FOURTH-FIFTH-ISH DAY OF THE PERIOD:
Almost home baby, almost home.

EVERY OTHER DAY:
I hope I'm not pregnant.

BOYFRIENDS.

New fave song. Wow. This is super catchy. Jenna showcasing some talent. Geeze. I love her. And um, probably going to be singing this all day at work tomorrow since I literally just watched it for the fourth time.

BAOW.

This is so much better than the original. What was with the original anyway?! Dry hump city, lawd.

CHLOE NORGAARD.

Hey Chloe, can we hang out?

Tippi, vous sont les plus gentils, précieux petite fille.

WE DESERVE TO SEE A RANGE.

Love these guys.... Ha, I mean gals. Way to go GoldieBlox.

WE ALL WORK.

HEY.

THIS WEEK ON NETFLIX..

Um.. shocker. This movie has a great soundtrack. Why is this movie poster in Spanish?! That's a great question folks, I just noticed that. SORRY. But whatever, no spoilers. I liked this. So watch it so we can talk about it.

GONE ALL THE TIME, EVEN THE IMPORTANT TIMES.

What happened to his voice? I confuse.

THESE CONVERSATIONS.

"You mean you're going to have your birthday on Valentine's Day?!"
"Yeah!"
"Will anyone even go to that?!"
"Not with that attitude."

SUNSHINE AWARD.

I have been nominated for the Sunshine award by Joanne White!

I think this is more of a blog tag than an actual award, but regardless, I am flattered and will participate. Who wouldn't cater to the fans in England?! Of course I will.

The Rules
I will share 11 facts about myself, then I will answer 11 questions that were set by the blogger that nominated me. I will then think of 11 more questions and nominate 11 bloggers to answer them (post them in the comments box!) and I will inform them that I have nominated them.

11 FACTS ABOUT MYSELF:
1. I'm really shy about anything I do/complete, and it's hard to find the confidence to share my work.
2. I'm a smoker.
3. I have a birthmark on my right elbow.
4. NaS is my favorite rapper.
5. I think my mom is the greatest person around.
6. I love pizza more than the internet does.
7. I have never had a pedicure.
8. I enjoy receiving hand-made items more than material things.
9. I am an extremely loud person.
10. I interrupt people a lot, and I'm working on controlling it.
11. Hip hop runs my life.

THE QUESTIONS JO HAS ASKED ME:
1.What is your favourite animal?
ELEPHANTS!
2. What is your favourite bath/shower product?
This a toughy, I don't really have a go to, and use everything. I've never had a bath product I've really "stuck" to. Whatever gets the job done.
3. What is your favourite movie?
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
4. What is your 'go to' item of clothing?
My jean jacket.
5. What was your bargain of the year?
I recently purchased a garter off etsy for $25 that I had seen at boutiques for $70. ETSY ALWAYS WINS.
6. What is your favourite item for the winter?
Beanies. Beanies. Beanies.
7. Can you say the alphabet backwards?
I had to try this, and was pretty un-successful. It took a lot of pauses to think.
8. Where in the world do you live?
Central Canada! Waddup!
9. What is your favourite word?
Duotang.
10. Who was your inspiration to start a blog?
My mom.
11. What phone case do you have on your phone at the moment?
My phone doesn't have a case and is scratched to shit.

MY NOMINEES:
Perla, Devonaire, De, Desertedcarparks, Kristin, life is art, paceys plumage, i-nikkol
I clearly broke this rule by not nominating 11 bloggers, but am out of time and have to go grocery shopping :P

MY QUESTIONS:
1. HI, how you doing?
2. What was your worst date ever?
3. What's your favorite Science fact?
4. If you could travel back into time, what time period would you choose?
5. What is one thing you believe in that you wish more people would believe in?
6. What is the longest length of time you've slept?
7. What's one thing you'd be ashamed of people knowing?
8. How often do you shower?
9. What is one goal you wish to complete by the end of this year?
10. What is one goal you wish to complete by the end of your lifetime?
11. What's your favorite blog?

Happy blogging, bloggers!
Xo,

Botch

BEDTIME.

"IT HURTS TO WATCH LUCY LOSE THE DREAM. I'VE HAD THE PLEASURE OF SEEING OUR HERO KICK AND SCREAM, AND WHEN SHE CALMS DOWN, I'LL TURN THE SOUND DOWN, AND PUT MY ARMS AROUND THE LITTLE LOST AND FOUND AND I'LL TELL HER THAT, 'I WILL SHOW YOU ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW, YOU MUST HOLD ON TO ANYONE THAT WANTS YOU, AND I WILL LOVE YOU, THROUGH SIMPLE AND THE STRUGGLE, BUT GIRL YOU GOTTA UNDERSTAND THE MODERN MAN MUST HUSTLE."

- SLUG.

I just want to drink some beer and eat some pizza.

Can we do that?

Let's do that.

SEARCHING FOR..

Silence. I rested my head on the inside of my arm. The blood passing through my veins sounded like a faint heartbeat. The ceiling fan spun, sending what sounded like a rake scraping pavement down toward my eardrums. The tears dripped from my cheek, making my arm wet. The sheets rustled as I changed positions to stop it. The tiny voices in my head were screaming at each other. Each team looking for their own, wrong, and right. Each corner turned out empty. The wind blew against the window, ghouls and ghosts of mother nature, taunting the tiny voices.
Maybe I'm not here. Maybe I've disappeared. Into a land of nothingness, into a fortress built by tiny voices, and scrapes, and rustles, and ghosts, into.... numb? We're here. I'm numb.
Find yourself. "FIND YOURSELF!", I tell the tiny voices in my head. Maybe if you circle back to yesterday. Ugh no, not yesterday, that is where the heart is from. Try going forward. Take a left once you reach vitality and catch your breath. Take a second, catch your breath. Jesus Christ, why can't you catch your breath?
It's cold now. I'm wearing my jacket, my sweater, but it's cold now. I'm in the fetal position, but I'm cold, now. I don't mind it. I want to be cold. I hate warmth. I just wish they would stop shouting at me. I don't know where the right or wrong is, why can't they hear me? Why do they ignore my pleas?
My heartbeat slowed and grew louder with every beat. The thumps seemed to be pounding out of my chest. I gripped myself tightly, trying to muffle the pounding but my arms were too weak. I closed my eyes hoping that the inside of my eyelids would help the tiny voices to have less distraction.

Silence.

It has never been this loud.

HALLOWEEN 2013.

Three rounds of Halloween means three Halloween costumes. Hit the jump to see what I was this year!

LOVE IS LOVE.

My parents had that commercial, home-run, movie, romance novel, never fading kind of love. That real real kind of love. They had so much of it, they were able to share it with three kids and a huge collective of nieces and nephews. They are love. And love is love. Today is their wedding anniversary. To honor them, my sister and brother in-law also got married this day. SO MUCH LOVE ON NOVEMBER SECOND! It's also COMIC CON WEEKEND, and HALLOWEEN WEEKEND PART TWO! Hoorah!

WU.

"Botcho is the kind of person who just gets turnt up for no reason, like it's just normal for her. You can't even tell when she's drunk, cuz she's just always turnt."
- Perla Quintana