tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50136900871420269782008-11-18T02:28:31.833-05:00... fairy tales aren't trueAnne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-21724125722087714112008-11-16T22:25:00.002-05:002008-11-16T22:31:32.823-05:002008-11-16T22:31:32.823-05:00Bad LuckI've been having a series of bad luck lately. First I have a horrible week and just as the weekend came along, another bad week came along with it. Now I'm sick and I can only see another horrible week coming my way. My life is so amazing. It really is.<br /><br />God hates me.<br />I have bad luck.<br />I <span style="font-style: italic;">am</span> bad luck.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-69243836865390076262008-11-09T06:08:00.003-05:002008-11-09T06:10:22.969-05:002008-11-09T06:10:22.969-05:00Dear Doggy,I still can't stop thinking about you. I hope you're okay and find your way home soon. :(<br /><br />Love,<br />Anne BananneAnne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-30417454908782833432008-11-04T23:41:00.005-05:002008-11-05T18:58:25.473-05:002008-11-05T18:58:25.473-05:00Reality CheckSometimes you don't realize how much you care and love a person until something horrible happens to them.<br /><br />lesson learned: don't take papa for granted.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-69111388787586758822008-11-01T01:40:00.001-04:002008-11-01T01:45:45.842-04:002008-11-01T01:45:45.842-04:00Everything Is Going To Be Okay... except not really.<br /><br />Everything is NOT going to be okay<br />but I keep telling myself that it is,<br />and that it will be,<br />in hopes that a miracle will happen<br />and that everything will be okay.<br /><br />sighAnne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-53470167268368143092008-10-25T04:49:00.003-04:002008-10-25T05:10:59.386-04:002008-10-25T05:10:59.386-04:00Letting GoMaybe it's just me but why does it seem like all the guys around me hold onto the past?Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-24875609152091961082008-10-21T20:49:00.002-04:002008-10-21T21:32:31.836-04:002008-10-21T21:32:31.836-04:00Truth Be ToldSome things are just better left unsaid.<br />Don't judge if you're a hypocrite.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-64441815027095815872008-10-18T10:52:00.003-04:002008-10-18T11:03:59.319-04:002008-10-18T11:03:59.319-04:00Beverly Hills Chihuahuas<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://canmag.com/images/front/movies20083/chihuahuaposter1-small.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://canmag.com/images/front/movies20083/chihuahuaposter1-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL,<br /><br />finally saw it and it is THEEEEE cutest and funniest m0vie EVER.<br /><br />please go watch it if you enjoy cute things that make you smile.<br /><br />teehee<br /><br />chloe&amp;papi<3<br />oh, delgado too<3<br /><br />cutiessssssssss<br /><br />okay, bye.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-75208480233200109832008-10-15T02:55:00.003-04:002008-10-15T03:03:13.696-04:002008-10-15T03:03:13.696-04:00Female Intuition<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They say:  A female's intuition is true most of the time.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Fact:  My intuition was definitely correct this time, though I wish it wasn't.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I hate being lied to and I hate it even more when I actually trust the person that lied to me.  I feel so annoyed and agitated right now... it changed my perspective of things and I'm starting to question my decision.  It might not be a big deal to some people, but it is to me.  I hope it was worth it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It's too soon to be dealing with crap like this... but I guess it's just another reason for me to trust people less.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Happier thoughts:  I love when supposedly lost/missing packages show up, though it was only 1/3 that disappeared. :-(</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Gb.</span></div>Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-74294732053753366342008-10-12T05:29:00.002-04:002008-10-12T05:37:01.580-04:002008-10-12T05:37:01.580-04:00Speed LimitsThings are moving too fast, but how does one slow it down a notch?Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-68633046008819192382008-10-05T13:20:00.001-04:002008-10-05T13:21:59.414-04:002008-10-05T13:21:59.414-04:00World PeaceNo one is perfect. When shit goes down, talk it out.<br /><br />Peace.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-75529401317658641352008-10-04T13:49:00.002-04:002008-10-04T13:55:55.591-04:002008-10-04T13:55:55.591-04:00Labels No MoreAs of yesterday, I have officially sold off my entire LV collection. I have to admit, I kind of miss it a little... especially the watercolor speedy but I guess it doesn't matter much to me anymore. I feel like all I ever do with my money is make impulse purchases, which is definitely what my bags were. I only have two hands and a set of shoulders. How many bags can I possibly use at once? Though, the main reason I sold them off was here I am, 19 years old, carrying all this designer shit when there are people out in the streets that are starving, homeless and can't afford to put food in their stomachs. Every single time I see a homeless person on the streets, I feel extremely guilty about myself.<br /><br />LABELS NO MORE!<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">... he's not perfect but his personality sure is an A+.</span></span>Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-83465450846113646302008-10-02T11:37:00.002-04:002008-10-02T11:42:01.592-04:002008-10-02T11:42:01.592-04:00Feel Like PooYeah, you read right.<br /><br />I feel like poo.<br /><br />Why am I such a lazy piece of shit? Man, this semester seriously sucks ass. There's like a lack of everything to keep me motivated in school. I keep sleeping late and oversleeping for class. (missed lit again) Either that, or I'm just too lazy to get out of bed and ignore the alarm clock. If I keep this shit up, I'll be re-taking these damn classes next semester.<br /><br />ARGH.<br /><br />I have to take the CPE exam soon but my ass has been too lazy (suprise, suprise) to go pick up the reading material or to even print it out from CUNY Portal. Sighhhhhh. Make it stop. Make it stop. I really need to start focusing on my school work. We're pretty much almost half way into the semester and I feel like I've been doing nothing but poor work.<br /><br />Lack of effort, lack of motivation, lack of energy, lack of EVERYTHING. :(<br /><br />True fact though: I always do poorly during the Fall semester and pass with flying colors in the Spring semester. It's weird, but true. Perhaps it's a sign to take off during Fall semester? lolzz, jk. My momma would kill meeee.<br /><br />Okay, peace.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-82044366120032952812008-09-30T23:29:00.001-04:002008-09-30T23:47:40.413-04:002008-09-30T23:47:40.413-04:00Happy ThoughtsIt's kind of frightening how predictions some times end up becoming reality.<br /><br />I'm not quite ready but I am somewhat of a risk taker. I guess I'll take my chances and hope for the best. Happy thoughts ftw.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-56092175280187972892008-09-24T01:38:00.003-04:002008-09-24T03:03:25.277-04:002008-09-24T03:03:25.277-04:00Random Thoughts- I don't want to think about it but I can't help it. It's the only thing that comes to mind whenever I'm not occupied. Sometimes I feel like questioning, but other times, I'd rather not know the answer.<br />- I need to put myself back on that 11P.M. curfew/ bedtime thing that I had in the summer. I've been sleeping at 4a.m. for the past god knows how many weeks and it <span style="font-style: italic;">has</span> to stop. It's not even like I stay up doing something important, like working on a paper or something. I stay up doing absolutely <span style="font-weight: bold;">nothing</span>. It's draining me out. I look like a damn zombie.<br />- I love people that likes cracking jokes on people but when the tables are turned, they take every thing and every single word to the ass. Yo, chill the fuck out. It's just a joke. Take a chill pill, or two.<br />- Yubba has been away for work for the past few days so Albert &amp; I have been on our own. I have to admit, it's pretty cool. It gives me a sense of responsibility and now I know, I'll be good to go if I ever live on my own... which is soon, I hope.<br />- My bangs need to GROW OUT ALREADY!<br />- The swelling on my foot has finally gone away, so I'm getting my tat finished on Thursday. It's probably going to swell up pretty bad again, AKA DEATH, but whatevz, take that shit like a mannnnnnnn.<br />- ... sometimes I wonder if you feel the same way.<br /><br />Gb.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-25551028361012453522008-09-20T18:12:00.000-04:002008-09-20T18:13:12.708-04:002008-09-20T18:13:12.708-04:00TruthYou're never going to make it to the top.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-12363117217432230482008-09-13T14:56:00.003-04:002008-09-13T14:59:19.852-04:002008-09-13T14:59:19.852-04:00MistakesWe all make them, you just just have to learn to forgive and forget.<br />You're also supposed to learn from your mistakes,<br />and try not to let them happen again.<br /><br />Everyone needs a fresh start sometimes.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-14056182394539081912008-09-12T20:38:00.002-04:002008-09-12T20:42:33.749-04:002008-09-12T20:42:33.749-04:00SwollenFuck.<br /><br />My damn foot is swollen,<br />shit hurts and is definitely NOT fun.<br /><br />Good thing I didn't have to go to work today.<br />I'm googling stuff on swelling after a foot tattoo and I am seeing some bizarre shit.<br />OD scary.<br /><br />*Keeping my fingers crossed that the swelling will be gone and my foot will be A-OKAY by Monday!*Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-64138806768039683062008-09-11T00:00:00.004-04:002008-09-11T00:15:32.115-04:002008-09-11T00:15:32.115-04:00Thoughts- I hate myself for missing class.<br />- I hate being late for class.<br />- I hate going to class.<br />- I hate only being allowed to work 4 hours a week.<br />- I need to sleep early again.<br />- I need my bangs to grow out.<br />- I can't wait to finish my ink.<br />- I need a new phone.<br />- I need a new start.<br />- I need a job.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-38770892256814649592008-09-08T23:34:00.004-04:002008-09-08T23:46:36.582-04:002008-09-08T23:46:36.582-04:00LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONEOH MY FUCKING GOD.<br /><br />I AM SO FUCKING STRESSED OUT, AND IT'S ONLY BEEN A WEEK OF SCHOOL.<br />I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR BITCHING AND NAGGING,<br />I DON'T NEED YOU TO REPEAT THE SAME FUCKING SHIT FIFTY TIMES,<br />I DON'T NEED YOU TO FUCKING BITCH WHILE I'M WATCHING T.V.,<br /><br />I DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF WHAT,<br />KEEP YOUR FUCKING OPINIONS TO YOURSELF,<br />YOU'RE A FAT PIECE OF SHIT THAT CAN'T GET HOT GIRLS SO STOP THINKING YOU CAN,<br />STOP THINKING YOU'RE HOT SHIT BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT.<br /><br />STOP BEING COCKY FOR NO REASON,<br />BECAUSE YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE COCKY ABOUT,<br />YOU THINK YOU GOT JOKES,<br />BUT JUST BECAUSE I KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT,<br />IT DOES NOT MEAN I DON'T HAVE A COMEBACK,<br />IF I WANTED TO MAKE YOU FEEL STUPID, I COULD.<br />I JUST DON'T WANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL STUPID AND HAVE YOU LOOK STUPID IN FRONT OF YOUR FRIENDS,<br />SO STOP TALKING SHIT.<br /><br />YEAH, IT'S THAT FUCKING TIME OF THE MONTH.<br />LEAVE ME ALONE.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-74063221240408173562008-09-05T21:29:00.008-04:002008-09-05T22:39:29.081-04:002008-09-05T22:39:29.081-04:00Friday, September 5, 2008"HEH-LAOOOOO?!"<br /><br />Change: good or bad? --<br />I go through this weird phase, usually once every couple of months, where I feel like I need a big change. Well, today, I felt like I needed a physical change (besides my new ink) so I come up with this BRILLIANT idea to get a haircut. I've been getting tired of my hair lately since it's so plain so I decide to cut my bangs straight across.<br /><br />Yeah, what the fuck was I thinking, right? So I start texting some people: my mother, people with fashion sense (kind of? lol), hair stylists, and of course, people I trust that I can get an honest opinion from.<br /><br />5 yeses, including myself and 2 nos.<br /><br />I went for it...<br />and now it feels sooooo weird. like, i'm definitely not used to it and idk, i think it looks funny.<br />fobbing it up, hardcore.<br /><br />Other "highlights" of my day:<br />- getting harrassed by an old man<br />- getting the living shit scared out of me by some drunk, homeless fucker aka almost got raped<br />- almost got groped by some mexican on the train (ty laura for saving my ass)<br />- only missing one more hello kitty of the 12<br />- shit i bought<br />- lunch, although laura didn't want to let me have fun<br />- huge mosquito bite from dirty train station<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Before:</span> looking mad bummy at 2 in the morning, with my daisybaby<3<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2xJ9v8zXNk/SMHtS2Zu5bI/AAAAAAAAAJE/raOnLSg8dpg/s1600-h/x.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2xJ9v8zXNk/SMHtS2Zu5bI/AAAAAAAAAJE/raOnLSg8dpg/s320/x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242732349332841906" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">After:</span> mug shot status with nigger lips.<br />please don't make fun<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2xJ9v8zXNk/SMHh7rGddVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/r9x74KKf190/s1600-h/x+351.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2xJ9v8zXNk/SMHh7rGddVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/r9x74KKf190/s320/x+351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242719856534320466" border="0" /></a></div>Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-56161461935291322112008-09-04T23:21:00.002-04:002008-09-04T23:28:10.021-04:002008-09-04T23:28:10.021-04:00It's TrueThe top of your foot is most certainly the most painful spot to get inked.<br /><br />DEAD. FUCKING. ASS.<br /><br />but it's my fave, and my last, so I'm gonna man up, even though I'm not a man.<br /><br />Oh, and I love when people put me down. It's my favorite feeling in the world.<br />SIKE. Fuck you, for putting me down.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-86398071775762630852008-09-02T22:50:00.002-04:002008-09-02T22:52:08.649-04:002008-09-02T22:52:08.649-04:00BlahI hate school.<br />I hate school.<br />I hate school<br /><br />I need money.<br />I need to work.<br /><br />I hate school.<br />I am excited for Thursday evening.<br />I can't wait for Friday.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-25816242151713218622008-08-30T21:17:00.002-04:002008-08-30T21:21:37.735-04:002008-08-30T21:21:37.735-04:00.It's so crazy when you think you know someone really well but in actuality, you really don't. I don't know what to say or how to react. I really hoped it wasn't true. You hear a story and you believe it, or think something of it until you see it happen in front of your eyes.<br /><br />I'm shocked.<br />A little mad, and definitely upset.<br />I don't know at what, but that's just how I feel.<br />Upset at you, or at myself, or the world,<br />with a pinch of disappointment.<br /><br />I hope I don't become the same person in twenty years.<br />I really don't.<br /><br />Sigh.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-55050647928157403152008-08-28T23:12:00.003-04:002008-08-28T23:28:51.050-04:002008-08-28T23:28:51.050-04:00Back To SchoolWell, the semester has started and let's just say this semester is going to <span style="font-weight: bold;">suck.</span><br /><br />My history class is <span style="font-style: italic;">okay</span>, hopefully I won't doze off and will actually stay focused.<br />My law class is boring as hell. I don't know if it's because it's an evening class, or cause the class is mad quiet and the professor speaks in a low voice or whatever it is, but damn, all I wanted to do was sleep. I took a math evening class before and it was a lot of fun. Why so different?? Hopefully it'll get better!<br />Lit sucks, and surprisingly, Chinese is my most interesting class. I actually like it and enjoy it. Hopefully I'll do well, though it's kind of weird to speak in front of a class filled with strangers.<br /><br />Fact: I love how in high school, 95% of the teachers pronounced my name as "Annie" and I always had to correct them (and they still called me Annie) but in college, all the professors know that the E is SILENT. Why, yes, I do like college very much. mmmhmmmmm.<br /><br />GB.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013690087142026978.post-89812475293037624082008-08-24T08:25:00.003-04:002008-08-24T08:29:46.594-04:002008-08-24T08:29:46.594-04:00Why So Selfish? (II)Okay, so I disabled the comment option for my last post but this one is going to be enabled.<br /><br />Please tell me why some people are just SO GODDAMN SELFISH?!!!<br /><br />Please go back to living in a hole and leave us out of your problems, and oh god, you have NO IDEA how badly I want to hit you right now.Anne Banannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12856954726430502864noreply@blogger.com2