New layout! What do you think? Leave a comment, s'il vous plait. Also did a little updating to the contents: Ask Me, 1st Celeb Crush, Your Mind, Affiliates, & Bootylicious Boys (you'll never guess who I added, heh).

This is my last full week of summer vacation :( I'm filled with sadness knowing that I'll soon be deprived of everything summer. I scheduled a hair appointment too. A cut and highlight, possibly a carmel color. BUT I'M SO SCARED. I've never had my hair colored before (does markers count?). What if it turns out fugly? What will I do then?!?!!? AHHHH. *screams in horror*

I think I fell in love today. My mom and I went to Portland, stopped at Pioneer Place and then that is when I saw it......Bebe. The best store ever. If I had money I'd buy like all my stuff from there. But instead I'm poor and have to buy all my stuff from the fashionable child labor mecca, Forever 21. Pioneer has some really cool stores. We have a Louis Vuitton. Yes, Oregon does. So I decided that when I'm in my 20's with a successful career I will buy everything from Bebe and live in a nice high-rise apartment with a kick ass dog and hot boyfriend. And wear high heels. Not the wimpy 2 inch ones but the serious heels. The ones where you could take out a man's left testicle with one swift kick. Which would put me at a staggering 6 feet.

We also visited Lewis and Clark College. The campus is very beautiful and in a good location but it's not the right school for me. I need to start thinking about colleges because application deadlines are going to sneak up quick. Like the random down pours thoughout today. It is the middle of August and I wore a down jacket almost all day. Something is wrong with this picture. DAMN EL NINO.

Note to stupid visitors: If you don't have anything useful to say and DON'T understand sarcasm, please refrain from commenting. Thank you.
ie: hey don't want to sound stupid but why do i have dreams about Michael Phelps?
I don't know. Why the fuck should I know? And whoever came to my site by searching for "John Edwards shirtless" is a sick freak. You should be ashamed of yourself! FYI: I'm PMSing.

I got my school packet on Friday--I have like, no classes haha. It's scary that I'm a senior, like Frankenstein's malnutritioned clone scary. Yesterday my senior pictures arrived. They are okay. I thought they would turn out better and admittedly I'm disappointed. There is only one that I truly like. The shadowing really sucks in some of them *hits photographer*. Plus I think some of them would be nicer if I had a better face hahaha. It's like in Ms. Doubtfire, "Face....I need a face!" Then she sticks her face in the frosting of a cake. Maybe I'll get a nose job or something.

The internet is working on my computer again so expect a new layout soon.

Since I'm getting SO many referrals from the likes of, "Michael Phelps shirtless", "Hot Pictures of Michael Phelps ", "michael phelps hot body", "Michael Phelps is cute", etc. I don't dare disappoint, so here is a hot picture of Michael Phelps shirtless:


I...I....i....omg. I can die happy now.



But sorry ladies (and men too...), he has a girlfriend. That bitch is LUCKY. If he swims like that in the water, can you imagine....okay I'm going to stop now before I go crazy. People on this site are already taking about marriage, divorce and other rumors. They remind me of Hanson fans.

There was a 4.7 earthquake off the coast of Newport last night and I felt it...ahhhh. We were watching the Olympics around 9 or so and all the sudden the house creeked a little and my chair was shaking. I haven't been in one for a long time. Sometime in the future there is supposed to be this huge destrucitve earthquake that will destroy everything in the Northwest. Good times.

I'm starting to make a Michael Phelps fanlisting. I'm not obsessed *looks around*. If anyone is willing to host it and help me set up the PHPFanbase (cause I'm stupid) then that would be very cool!

I decided that one day I'm going to dye my hair red (make note of the one day part). A nice auburn red with some fun lighter, natural-looking highlights. Also very good times.

Special plugs: Becca, for always commenting abd being my friend. And to Ryan, for wishing me a happy birthday in his blog that I just now saw.

Pictures went really well. It sprinkled a little bit though and I kept blinking (gah!).

I'm so glad the Olymics are finally here! Swimming is my favorite event. I mean, just LOOK at their bodies. Ok and I watch it partly for Michael Phelps...

/start teenybopper moment/
OMG I LOVE YOU MICHAEL PHELPS!!! YOU ARE SO FKING CUTE!!!!! I LOVE YOU! Yes Ian Thorp you are cute too but MICHAEL PHELPS HAS SUCH PRETTY EYES AND A HOT BOD.
/end teeny moment/

*cough* Anyway, I hope Michael wins a lot of gold because he deserves it. He is an incredible athlete. Watching all this swimming on TV makes me want to take lessons again and become a professional swimmer so I could marry Michael Phelps. Eerh I MEAN, so I could umm..swim? But no really, I stopped taking lessons 5 years ago because I reached the highest level. I wish I would've pursued it after that. Look at me. I'm only 17 years old and I already have regrets.

You can't resist the MP.

Yes, I realize that Uggs are very ugly and are for fashionistas who want to be trendy. But mother of pearl, they are SO comfortable. If they weren't so *cough* interesting looking and extremely trendy, then I would wear them EVERYWHERE. Even to bed. They are the most comfy shoe I've ever tried on. (Becca, this shoe store down here where I found them is so cool...I think you'd like it lol.)

Ice cream is good on hot days. Especially chocolate like I just had 20 minutes ago. I think I'm getting a slight tan. It wouldn't be considered tan on anyone else but for me it is a drastic change.

I was just thinking about school and I really don't want to go back. Like really, really. That place is dumb. The people suck and the actual building is disgusting. And the education? What education? Ha.

Senior pictures are next Friday. I have almost all of my outfits and make up situation planned out but hair is another thing. I shudder at the subject of my hair. I've been attempting to get a (slight) tan before the 13th rolls around but the weather has been horrible. Overcast. Rainy. Grey. Blech.

My aunt, two cousins and I went to the coast today. I tried shea butter for the first time. The beach was foggy yet surprisingly warm...for the Oregon Coast on a cloudy day. The fog was so dense that you could barely see the ocean from the sand. It was kind of a cool effect. Then some dumb fuck was body boarding. He was decked out in a full on body suit that had a HAT lmfao. We were joking that he probably had gloves and footies hehe. We went to the ice cream parlor afterwards (ahh the sweet aromas of ice cream) and the cutest guy was working there. When I saw him I felt this instant attraction. A Topher Grace clone except taller, darker and handsomer. We kept stealing long glances at eachother. It was like lust at first sight. Le sigh. I need some boy love.

Thanks to everyone who has commented on the last few entires! A hug and a half for you guys. :)

Attempt at audience interaction:
Name one thing you want to know about me.

I'm on our other computer (our rouder went out so my laptop doesn't have the net) an holy shit, this layout looks SO UGLY on here. The green is like baby poop green. It will be changed when everything is fixed.

Today I decided that after I graduate from college, I will live in a somewhat large, bustling city. Then as I get settled down, I will live on a farm surrounded by nothing but vast beautiful land. With peach orchards. Crops of green bean. Lots of bright flowers. It is so peaceful in the country. I always feel a calmness wash over my body when I am standing underneath the swaying trees.

Al Sharpton's speech at the Democratic Nation Convention was amazing. Very moving. He is a passionate speaker that says what is on his mind. I admire that, and I admire him. John Edwards did a good job too. Kerry was mediocre. I'm not a big fan of his at any rate. But for the sake of our country (and others) I hope that Bush does not get re-elected. I would vote for Kerry if I was at voting age just so Bush could get the hell off our country's podium.

Mr. President, in all due respect, Mr. President, read my lips: Our vote is not for sale...

I'll be 17 in four days, the 27th (send some love ba-bee). It has crossed my mind once or twice that I am not mature enough to be 17. Or at least I don't feel like it. Maybe I don't have to be mature at that age. Although I feel pressured to be. Big decisions coming up in the future that will most likely affect the next four years of my life after I graduate this June. Too many things to decide and I'm not mentally prepared to deal with it. Maybe it is because I don't want to grow up yet. No, actually I do (I'm fighting with myself haha. How incredibly sad). But I don't want to have to go through the picking and the choosing, and most of all the responsibility.

Next blog might not be until the begining of August. The 'rents are going to Vegas while I'm staying at the Gma's crib. Why am I talking like this?!?!

I have Jimmy Fallon's "Idiot Boyfriend" stuck in my head. "Hey baby you like fine cooking? Cause you know what? I got a swanson's dinner in the freezer with your name on it." Cause I know what you want, and I know what you need....

Interesting complex:
Driving while shirtless. On hot days many (young) men seem to drive around shirtless, most with tan and toned bodies (yay). So I started to think, one day should I drive around shirtless exposing my breasts. True, I may get jailed for public exposure/indecency. But I am in the confides of my own car. So how does the law work then? AND if I drive around the certain part of my town were going shirtless for men and women is legal, then that is okay, right?

I can't wait for The Bourne Supremacy! The Bourne Identity was good so I'm hoping this one will meet expectations. Did you know it was based on a book? I bought it the other day.....so I can add to my list of books. I'm such a summer reading whore.

Thanks to everyone who commented last time--Stephanie, April, Hannah, Mez (Happy early Bday to you too! :D).

Fuck this, bitch. I'm back like a whack on crack who's talkin smack. My name is going to be lil' A from now on. Kinda like lil Romeo except not. But that is beside the point. This site finally feels rejuvenated (if there are any problems, let me know). So fresh and so clean.

John Mayer and Maroon 5 was amazing. One of the best concerts I've ever been to. Review and pictures up soon. Oh yeah, MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 12 DAYS.

Question of the day:
What would you do for a Klondike Bar?

HIATUS.
This site is a big piece of shit right now. I'm tired and unhappy with it. I've never put Unpredictable on a hiatus (suddenly I feel a sad, sinking feeling), but this one is much needed. Hopefully when it returns it will be back to where I want it to be--its wounds mended and its lackluster qualities gone. Unpredictable will be a new woman, so to speak.

There is always my livejournal if you dare miss me. Be back soon.

Ahh DO DA DO. DO DA DO. I just saw my best friend from Washginton that I haven't seen in TWO years!! *does the Ryan hand gesture that you don't know* Her and her boyfriend, Devon, came down because he's doing a visit at the Art Institue of Portland. They are supposed to be moving down sometime around November. That means we can see eachother a lot more often! YAY! We went to the "Monkey Restaurant", mini-golfing (yeah I lost), then the mall really quick and came back here for a while until they had to leave. Stephanie never changes, she'll always be "limited" hahaha. Her boyfriend is really sweet too. He reminds me of Peter...a lot. Imisshim.

I can't wait until she moves down. THEN WE CAN ACT RETARDED ALL THE TIME. YAAAAAY. I've really missed her. There is no one else like her that I can relate to in so many "special" ways rofl.

John Mayer in 3 days, bitch. I don't know what I'm gonna wear. Go nekked, maybe? Yes.

EDIT // Her visit made me realize I need to put more fun into my life and be more care free. I need to do what the Spice Girls tell me and "spice up my life."

Watch out everyone, I will be getting a killer body this summer....or so that's how the plan goes. Pilates video for my Birthday plus some exercise, and I plan to be a new woman. *sings off key opera* La la la laaaaa! Toned muscles here I come. Thank god I don't have to struggle with the battle of the bulge.

I've been reading a lot lately. I finished a 300-some page book in three days. Ok so I don't have much of a life. Shut up already! Reading is relaxing plus I've been wanting to read books that are not required for school. It's a good way to escape. I could've turned to drugs instead. HA. Reading, My anti-drug. Erh yeah. Someone shoot me.

Has anyone seen the commercial for those finger tip tooth brushing mitts? "Rip, slip, brush, ahhh." Not only is the commercial annoying, but it is the stupidest product ever! Whenever I hear the "Rip, slip, brush, ahhh," it reminds me of the proces of putting on a condom and the action thereafter (minus the brushing of course....unless you are into that kind of thing. hahaha.)

The swelling around my mosquito bite is almost the diameter of a baseball :(. My hand looks funny, kind of like I gained weight in that one region of my hand. The other bites haven't swelled to this extent, but I think this one did because right after it bite me, I stratched and squeezed it. WHY!?!? Don't ask. Just never do it yourself.

Lately I've felt that I'm trapt inside of a cage with this blog. I'm not freely expressing my thoughts nor am I being myself. It is like I'm trying to be something that I'm not in comdination with holding myself back. This is not good because that is one reason why I created this site/blog.

Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
And there are times
I lose my worried mind

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

9 more days until John Mayer in Ridgefield!
26 more days until my Birthday!

I never knew choosing a photographer for senior pictures would be so difficult. There are many good places, but dayum, they rip you off!

Oh yay, my father is home and the yelling and complaining continues. Someone get me the fuck out of here. We're going in a raft trip this Saturday, now he is saying he can't go or some shit like that because of work. I am NEVER going to let work run my life, ever, let alone ruin my life. I've made so many vows what not to be like in the future, I can barely even think of the ones that are positive.


My dream car. *tear* Look how beautiful and red it is.

Another random thing: Almost one more month until my 17th Birthday (July 27). Woot woot!

I will puke if I see another "low carb" add. This craze has gone INSANE. Insane to the point where it is making others insane!! Plus, carbs are good for you. Carbs=brain food. THE STUPID PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT EATING CARBS ARE ROBBING THEIR BODIES OF ENERGY. Stupid fucks. And if you want to loose weight, exercise god damnit. It's better for you body.


The Japandal. An exotic hipster, you are. People
like you because you are soft-spoken,
brilliant, and like to go to the beach.
Seriously, you're the sandal of the hipster
world. Soak up the rays, and enjoy this while
it lasts. Sandals are seasonal, little guy, and
you've got three months to live. Four if we get
an Indian summer, but I doubt it. (And don't
start "West Coasting" me. Hipsters go
by New York time, whether they're from
Birmingham, Boston or Botswana. Why? I wrote
this quiz, losah...)

Which Puma shoe are YOU?
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haha Japandal aahahaha. For some reason that makes me giggle. I'm looking for some new blogs to visit--comment if you have any ideas.

Quick blog before I leave for my Grandma's...

The other night I realized that at night, people can probably see my changing. My blinds are closed upward to block more light, while in turn giving an easier view to the people driving by a nice look into my bed room. I've driven by my house at night and left the light in my room, and the top of of it is clearly visible. haha Free peep show. I wonder how many people have actually seen me? I should start charging...

Listening to The Srokes while browsing through the amusing Urban Dictionary, provides many countless minutes (not quite close to hours) of fun.

New layout! It's very simple--something I am feeling at the moment. School is finally out. Yay.

I got a bright pink bucket hat yesterday and I really don't know why. It is the only hat that has ever looked good on me plus it is so damn cute. Then I made a new necklace, it looks expensive but it was only $24. Umm let see. There is nothing much left to say. Oh yeah, I'm still really pissed off that Hanson is not coming to the West Coast, let alone not even considering it. I've decided that when my membership expires this month (or next, I can't remember), I am not renewing it. There is no point in spending $40 when their god damn website, the people who run and and are affiliated with it are RETADED. And don't even get me started on the street team. *grumbles* PSSHA.

Jordan: Aw thank you! I love your layout, btw.

Ryan: Oh Ryan, you have no idea. *chuckles* When my partner in crime, Stephanie (who I haven't seen in years) and I get together, you might as well say there is a new hole in the ozone.

Edit // 'Your Mind' and 'Ask Me' was updated. You people need to submit stuff more often. I've had 'Ask Me' forever and it used to be FILLED but I deleted all of them when I moved my site a few domains back and it is still very bare.

2 more days left of school...hell...yes.

Katie and I went outside to enjoy the LIMTED sun. *grumbles* Sometimes I hate Oregon. WHEN WILL IT EVER STOP RAINING, WHEN GOD, WHEN? Ok anyway, onto my original thought. So here's what went down:
Katie: *sits up from bench* My butt feels wet.
Me: *sits up* Holy crap, do does mine. HAHA You have water on your butt!
Katie: Ahahaha so do you!

I attempted to walk to the bathrom to see the extent of the "accident" but walking with a backpack covering your ass does not work well. After concurring that we both looked like we pissed our pants, we layed out in the sun to dry our butts--all while periodically checking to see if the water spots were reducing in size. Many minutes and one hella sun dried butt later, my pants were finally dry.

I just let out the longest SBD ever. *bows down*