I Can't Sleep.

My mind is racing.

One thing that I truly and honestly dislike about myself is the mere fact that, when I decide I "fancy" a boy, I find myself back in middle school. I go all "stoopid" revert to my pre-teen ways. And then there's the part where I can't sleep because I'm thinking about it. Remember I told you I've never been in a relationship? So I think about, well, what happens if I get in one? What then? What do I do? How do I act? And then I remember that there's a one in a million chance of it happening anyway, so why bother? And then I dig myself into this nasty funk where I hate everyone, especially those who are "in love." Because I'm twelve again, and that's completely normal and acceptable.

Ugly ducklings.

Now I'm going to "Stumble" because I still can't sleep.

These bell pepper halves are upset that I can't sleep as well.

I just wanna be like this:

This made me LOL.

Ok, fine, I'm going to bed.

Vacation Conversation

Mom: Smell these new soaps I got. 

Me: [makes a face] That smells weird.

Mom: You're so mean to me… Smell this one.

Me: Smells like Windex.

Mom: [Looks offended] You are so full of shit.

[HAHA! I love you, Mooooom! And your Windex soap!]

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Me: Hey Sass!

Sassy: Meow...

Me: You gettin' so fat! He's gettin' so chubby! 

Sassy: Meow.

Me: My sweet boy...!!

Sassy: Meow...

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Kasey: Have you decided what we're doing tomorrow.

Me: I need to shave my legs.

Kasey: […] And after you shave your legs?

Me: Um. Probably need to eat something. 

Kasey: […] Okay… After that?

Me: [Laughing now] I'll probably need to take my morning dump…!

[HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! This, ladies and gentlemen, is why I'm still single. I'm just too awesome for anyone. Simple as that. ;) Not really, though. Lol.]

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Mom: [has trouble getting some words out... Don't remember the convo] Bleh! Sounds like I've got a Case of the Kaseys! 

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MAD LIBS HIGHLIGHTS:

"My platypus has worms!" [Kasey spelled it "Plata Puss." xD

"It will generally be trippy and swirly with a chance of scattered unicorns near the coast."

"My music teacher says I'm a natural bird poop and have a good musical @$$. Perhaps when I get better, I will become a concert whore and give a recital at Carnegie Morgue. 

This is Stupid.

I read the rest of the questions on that 30 Day Challenge thing, and decided to quit. Again. Too many dumb questions. Like the last one. Anyway, I don't really have anything interesting to write about, so I'm going to post some awesome pictures I've found whilst "Stumbling."

So flipping creepy and so freaking cool at the same time.

Love it.

I just think this is cool.

I love soldiers, and I love cats. 

This is the sweetest thing ever. 

And I love it.

I'll be sure to have a gigantic tree in my back yard when I'm famous

so that all of my friends can have their own

little flying tent thing.

Pretty bird!

Da sweetest fing eva!!!!! ^_____^

These next few are just hilarious. And witty. And passive aggressive. 

All of which I am.

When I'm not being sweet. ^_^

Dear Unicorns,

Rude.

Why didn't you include the dragons in your complaint?

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Whenever we go out, 

the people ALWAYS shout.

Inside voices.

And last, but not least, my favorite letter:

Free. Of. Charge.

I got my Ed Sheeran CD today. I'm going to go sync it to my iPhone and fall asleep to it.

G'night, lovers.

Day Fifteen: A Photo of Somone You Fancy

Psych.

Okay, let's be realistic here:

#1. Who would ever do this? You're either setting yourself up for failure, ridicule, or rejection. Unless you're married, in a relationship, or just plain stupid.

#2. Who said I "fancy" anyone right now?

#3. What, are you 12? What kind of question is this?

Okay, so, supposing I was twelve. I'd be a smart twelve-year-old. If you haven't seen my last two posts, I'll just go ahead and tell you for a third time that I am madly in fancy with Rupert Grint. DUH. Realistically speaking, it's none of your biznass.

Oh, and I just want to remind everyone that THIS HAPPENED:

Got this jewel right before the third movie. Or maybe it was after... Oh, who cares, this is LEGIT.

Done & Done.

Day Fourteen: 5 Celebrity Crushes

#1: Rupert Grint. The man is just plain sexy. That's all there is to it. If there is ANYTHING that catches my eye, it's red hair and blue eyes. This man has it all. Plus an accent, which is an added bonus. He's beautiful. Ohmygoodness. Yum.

#2. James McAvoy. I just love him. He's precious in all of his movies. That and he's hot. That's what this post is about, right? Teh hotness? Right. Favorite appearances include: X-Men: First Class and Penelope.

#3: Jared Padalecki. One gorgeous hunk of man. My current obsession is the television show, in which he stars, Supernatural. Being a fan of the paranormal and really sexy guys, he's just a perfect choice. And again, the EYES. Oh, his eyes are lovely...

#4: Hugh Jackman. I had a dream a couple of years ago that I had his baby. It was a nice dream. And then, of course, you know, I had to wake up. Eff that.

#5: Jason Isaacs. Another Harry Potter star. Not my fault they have some rockin' actors. I love watching him play the antagonists. He's one smokin' bad guy!

Did I mention Rupert Grint???

So. Freaking. Gorgeous.

Day Thirteen: 3 Confessions

1. I've never been in an actual relationship. While THAT is no surprise, lately the idea of a relationship scares the hell out of me. As of right now, there really aren't any prospects. But I AM female, so I find myself day-dreaming about guys and relationships. I wouldn't know what to do if I were ever in a relationship. I wouldn't know how to function, how to react. I've never had the experience. Quite frankly, I don't have time for a guy. And I'm not looking. But it does worry me that I've never had the chance to experience a real relationship. How scary would it be for your first ever date in your late 20's that would blossom into a relationship end up proposing to you? But I guess if you know that person is the one, then they're the one. 

Terrifying.

2. I pick my nose occasionally. It just has to be done. Can't just leave those bats in the cave. Seriously…

3. I enjoy Harry Potter role playing. Not like, playing wizards in the park. No LARPing. Just writing. And I refuse to role play with any individual that can't at least write two or more PARAGRAPHS for each post. 

It's an outlet. And I love to write. Sue me. Plus, in the end, I ALWAYS end up with Ron Weasley. Score? I think so. It's like dreaming in letters.

Day Twelve: "I've been SHOT!"

Screen shot of your desktop background.

My background is a picture I took and edited myself. The only think on my desktop are pictures of the wedding this weekend that I've been working to edit before I put them on FB.

And that's pretty much it...

What a killjoy...