Being Productive: I made a website!

I actually made a list and followed it for once! What is going on! Am I growing up? Am I starting to understand what organization really means? I didn't even read the book that I bought on it yet! Or was I just bored and sick of Netflix? I'll let you decided.

Speaking of Netflix, I started watching this really awesome show called Top Of the Lake, you should watch it if you haven't already. There are only seven episodes--and the cinematography is beautiful! Also Peggy (Elizabeth Moss) stars in it. So yeah. Nuf said. 

I guess from not on when I get scatterbrained I'll put everything in Italics. 

Also I pretty much feel like a champ today. I bet you didn't eat roasted seaweed for breakfast. 

I spent the majority of the day searching graduate programs in Scandinavian counties. I contacted a few art schools, and started looking into a few really snazzy film programs. It's worth a shot right?

I should really go to bed. I just re-typed the word shot six times.
And I guess I should start watching Nordic films. 

Then I went to T.J. Maxx and bought a really nice bathing suit for more than 75% off. Thank's TJ! You always got my back!

And then I decided that I needed to make a website. I didn't really have anything storing my portfolio, so I read about this really easy to use site called Weebly. You can customize everything--and you don't have to use any HTML...YAY. 

So here it is folks. I have some headshots. I have some pictures. Some videos. Yippee. It's still in the works, but it's not bad for day one. And there's a nice little page that directs you back to my blog!

Click my face below.

Okay...well...clicking my face didn't really work so click the "Click Me" below.
So many Clicks. 
CLICK ME
click click click

Also, can I express how excited I am for this film? First of all I love Joseph Gorden-Levitt. AND he's playing a guido. AND Scarlette Johanson's a guidette. Yes. Sold. Done.

You were a 5 star now youz a 1.

I'm back. 

I think it's interesting how our attraction to people can TOTALLY and COMPLETELY cause our minds to lie. The last guy I kind of dated ended up being a tool. I saw him a few more times after said "toolness," because let's face it..I was lonely and had needs. What blew my mind was how unattractive he was after my liking spree ended. If I had a dick, I would have struggled getting it up. I think a stripper from Cafe Risque' would have had more luck. Don't get me wrong he isn't ugly AT ALL, but I guess when a guy is not who you think he is, you find it mad easy to change his 5 star rating to half a star. Yes, I realized I just typed "mad easy," I guess it's one of those days. 

I remember the last time I saw him I layed there looking into his eyes thinking "You really disgust me, and I hate you. I see your smile. Mine is totally fake. I know you think I'm hot. Can you leave?" I smiled back. I felt like a player.

It was one of those--I-need-to-be-on-something-for-this-to-work-moments.

It was one of those Maybe-if-I-close-my-eyes-and-pretend-you-are-Don Draper-this-can-work-moments.

It was one of those Shit-I'm-not-in-Kansas-anymore-moments.

I think I need to date a boy that fits this description and article:

"His Facebook friend count will be over-the-roof, and his wall will be plastered with the broken English ‘miss-you’ of friends he met along the way. When he travels, he makes lifelong friends in an hour. And although contact with these friends is sporadic and may be far-between, his bonds are unmessable and if he wanted, he could couch surf the world… again."

Date a boy who travels.

Every guy I dated aside from my first boyfriend, has been..in better words a pussy. The second guy I dated in high school was a toxic, fucked up, bi-polar mess--and at the time I was too young and stupid to end it sooner. I can't believe I didn't stand up for myself, but I guess that's what growing up is all about.

The next boyfriend I had was a magician (for real), and he magically made another girl appear, while I was stored away in a box with knives poking at me. The common theme among my relationships has been their jealousy of my "social butterflyness," and they also, they have had no desire to travel.

How can you not  travel? Honestly, I would have no problem getting my degree and leaving. Teaching all over, working as a tutor--I don't care...I just want to see the world--it makes my soul happy. So yes, I need to date a boy that travels. I don't have time for guys that are somehow intimidated of my personality, or guys that half like me, or aren't accepting of the love I have to give. I have become much more open in the last year and I guess that's just too much to handle.

I've reached a point where I'm not really interested in a real relationship--I'd rather sit at home, cook, read, and watch The Office. I don't need a man--but hey you "pot-smoking-I'm-too-afraid-to-let-my-guard-down-fucker," I hope you miss me while I'm having the time of my life all summer :) Gainesville is a hell hole. How fitting for you :)

And to all the Denmark Boys...