Voldemort's Bad Romance

Steps: 

1) Have Lady Gaga's Bad Romance ready to play. you can easily go here if you don't have the mp3. (But you should download it immediately!) 

2)   Turn ON the song and follow along with these lyrics. This is SO creative. I'm dying of laughter.


Voldemort's Bad Romance.

Bask in my bad assery
Bask in my bad assery

Kill, kill, kill them all,
Curse them with my wand
Voldy, ooh la la
You want my bad ass

Kill, kill, kill them all,
Curse them with my wand
Voldy, ooh la la
You want my bad ass

Avada Kedavra, I killed your bitches
Crucio, I love to torture while he twitches
I want you dead, dead, dead, dead
I want you dead.

Death Eaters will kill all of your family
They know the Dark Mark will one day reign supreme
I want you dead, dead, dead, dead
I want you dead

I know you want me,
And I know that you need me,
You want my bad, bad assery

I killed your love, you want your revenge
You and me could duel till you can’t
Dumbledore’s dead, thought Snape was his friend
I always win this shit in the end

Bask in my bad assery
Bask in my bad assery

Kill, kill, kill them all,
Curse them with my wand
Voldy, ooh la la
You want my bad ass

You cringe in horror, I laugh as you die
I’m not going to Azkaban, don’t bother to try
I want you dead, dead, dead, dead
I want you dead

You think I’m psycho, your wand’s just a stick
Just open your door, I’ll show you magic tricks
I want you dead, dead, dead, dead
I want you dead

I know you want me,
And I know that you need me,
(‘Cause I’m a pureblood, baby)
You want my bad, bad assery

Bask in my bad assery
Bask in my bad assery

Kill, kill, kill them all,
Curse them with my wand
Voldy, ooh la la
You want my bad ass

Stomp, stomp on your baby
Green light, bright flash, bye bye, lady
Stomp, stomp on your baby
Green light, bright flash, bye bye, lady

I killed your love, you want your revenge
I torture people, even all my friends
Je vais détruire Beauxbatons, au revoir, Fleur
Beauxbatons, die!


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Team CoCo

My last blog post was embarrassing because it had so many mistakes and missing words..what?! I guess I should admit that, I miss or skip words ALL the time. Even when I speak. I will literally just forget to mention the most important part of a sentence. I don't want to edit it because I want to remember how horrible I was in the beginning. Maybe in a year I'll be SO popular (like omg!) I will reference that post and be like "Hey Ya'll remember when I sucked big time at writing blogs? FUNNY! RIGHT!"I will just try to reread my posts before I post them.

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Tonight is Conan O'Brien's last Tonight Show. I will probably cry a little bit because I wish I could be celebrating a long legacy of his time hosting the show but it has only been 7 months! Not even a year! I'm really disappointed in NBC as well as Jay Leno.  I just find this really unfair to Conan, because I love Conan.

Here is a review of his final show. Very thrilling.

I am Team Coco!

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My week so far has been pretty awesome.

It's been raining here in the Los Angeles area and I sorta love it.  I mean rain isn't my favorite thing in the world, but it’s awesome when we are prepared for it. When I remember my rain shoes, jacket, gloves and umbrella, I really don't have much to complain about. It's just a little water.

I would however really like to understand the way we collect ground water. Someone high up on the food chain always complains about southern California being in a drought and how we should save water etc. but what I want to know is that when it rains, how do we collect it so that we can use it for public use?


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Lastly, I haven't watched American Idol since Kelly Clarkson won but I caught the clip of the guy who audionted with the song "Pants on the ground." This song has seriously been replaying in head over and over.

Pants on the ground, pants on the ground, Lookin' like a fool with yo pants on the ground.

It's not very good quality, but you'll get the picture.

Grateful and Glamorous

A lot of thing happen all at once sometimes. That sometimes is now and I feel so behind. Its like I'm trying to catch up to something but I'm already way past it.
Then I stop to breathe for a moment, and I feel overwhelmed with a do list, but then totally calm and collected. I'm not sure what emotion to call this but I'm feeling it.

All this week I've tried to feel grateful. I said, I need to feel grateful so I sat down, closed my eyes real tight, and said GRATEFUL I WANT TO FEEL YOU!

To no surprise, I felt nothing and the rest of the week I felt like a horrible loser for a person.

Until now...I feel grateful right now. Magical is another word that can describe me to.

I mean for me and globally a lot has happened this week.

I started a new college this week. It is near by my old college but my old college stopped carrying classes I want/need to take so I can transfer to a University. This new school is pretty stressful. I feel 18 again, totally new to the campus and not familiar with any of my surroundings. I had to ask where the administration building was and I felt SO embarrassed! I was trying to pin point what made me feel the most uncomfortable and it is the unfamiliarity with the strangers around me. I know it sounds weird but let me explain.

So at my old college I didn't have any friends. Nobody waited for me after class, or drove with me to school. I walked the halls, and sat in the library a lone. BUT, and that's a big BUT, I did recognize my strangers. I didn't know their name, or their major, or who they were at all. But I sought comfort in the fact that I saw them everyday and that was enough. At this new place I don't recognize any strangers. What's worse is that I do recognize people I knew from high school and have no intention to ever try to reconnect with them anymore. I do have two friends who go and I take one class with one. This is a small comfort, and I am grateful for that.

I thought I should just say a little bit about my feelings on...

...The country of Haiti. The 4th poorest country in the entire globe
is trying to survive this horrible earthquake and I'm not even like moved to tears. That isn't normal right? Should I feel horrible? Am I allowed to not feel horrible? I mean I quite literally feel grateful that if I have go through an earthquake all I have to worry about is getting out of harms way. I don't have to worry about what I'm going to eat or sleep or how I'm going to survive this. I feel grateful now but I certainly didn't when I found out about the Haitian earthquake and that's why I feel guilty. I'm trying to understand what I should feel when devastating things happen in other places. Most of the time I don't.

I feel a lot of this disconnect has to do with the understand on the economic side. For example, America is a WONDERFUL country. I love being born and raise and alive in this great country.

With that to be said, We are great and all we do continue to out "Great" ourselves. For example we give all this money to the relief effort but who does? I mean if we had to compare all the money given to all the tragedies that happened in the past 10 years who would be America's close second? How far off of their donations would they be from us? A better question maybe, is America number one? Or is it just portrayed this way?

Also most of my friends lost their jobs this week. It totally blows because they are good people and don't deserve to not get paid every two weeks. On the other hand I feel like they didn't permanently lose their jobs, its only for a little while. The store had to close, SO they could reopen. I just feel afraid because it is not a definite decision that all of the employees will be brought back. Do I feel bad because I did make the cut?

As you can tell I have a lot of conflicting feelings. I just want to know how I am supposed to feel. I want to be a good person and I know it is wrong to compare who helped better, who cares more and all that, but that's what people do these days. We compare whose better, whose prettier, who has the better heart.

I don't think I could win any of these awards. I try to love people the best I can but I feel like I fail mostly. I'm overbearing, judgemental, and conceited. I'm trying to change but its an every day struggle and sometimes I feel grateful because I can struggle this way.


Just one more piece of slightly depressing news...

I saw the movie The Lovely Bones tonight. It was really good. I cried like a baby because I was just overcome with the feeling of loss. I've experienced loss in my life but no one in my immediate family. I have my mother (thank you), my father (thank you), and my siblings (thank you x2). But what truly affected me was the idea of losing any of these people, especially my father. I'm not spoiling anything here when I say that the movie is about a little girl who is murdered and the aftermath of this tragedy. The dad, played by Mark Walberg, really touched me because he gave me hope that, the way he acted would be how my father would avenge my death, if he needed to. There was this line, "My murderer didn't know how much a father could love his daughter." I'm crying as I type this because I don't think I've felt as loved by my father as I have last year and so far this year. I would be devastated if I ever lost him or anyone else that I love so dearly. So Thank You people in my life whom I love, because you make grateful for being alive and having you in it.

ANYWAYS! *wipes tears*

The Golden Globes were tonight, and I love award shows because they are so glamorous!! I love glamour and movie stars. Cinema is so magical and I just drool over all the pretty ladies, and their dresses. I also LOVE the men. I'm quite the grave robber because I find men like Daniel Day Lewis, Colin Firth, and Tom Hanks to be just some of the most handsome men on earth. I SHOULD drool over men more my age range like John Krasinski, Taylor Launter, and Robert Downey Jr. (I lie, HE'S HANDSOME!)  but I totally don't. I don't care.

So this week, I am going to try to be a good student, be grateful, and be studious. I am also going to TRY to keep my room clean and not be a hoarder.

I hope your week was good too! Meow about it in comments.

I heart Parties

So I love wearing tights. If you want to be fancy we call them hosiery. I actually don’t know if there is a difference between the two but I’m going to pretend there isn’t and use the term interchangeably.  My friend Nicole loves wearing them too and she has ten times the amount I have. I was admiring her collection on Monday and she showed me some two toned tights. They weren’t CHANEL brand but they were exactly the same as these.

I love these tights because you can wear them with both colors on the front and they still look just as cool. I would love the CHANEL versions but they definitely rip a chunk into my budget, so only in my dreams.

Other tights that I like are ones like these because they are still classy but VERY sexy.

Wanna know what would look great underneath tights?

These panties!

As Nicole and I were perusing Victoria Secret she became suddenly ambitious to find these panties because they were all on sale. We dug through bins and bins for these underwear and we were unsuccessful! But later on that week she found them and we each have them. They are tacky but lovely and I would wear them under any pair of tights especially these.

So in the end, wear tights because they can be very  very sexy.

Tights you shouldn’t wear unless they are for a costume are these,

or these

I don’t find these classy, or sexy, or anything positive.

A final picture I laughed at, and you should to.

all photos are not owned by me but by these websites.fashionista.com.uktights.com. mytights.com.victoriasecret.com

Pacioma or Pacoima?

I have to write this very quickly because there is lots to do before 9pm.

I had a very pleasant day today. WHY? Well keep reading and I'll tell you!

My mother and her friend Cara (well she is my friend too) decided they wanted to go to the viewing of the Rose Parade floats at Pasadena City College today.

We get there and park etc. and as we walk up to the line for the shuttle our minds change.

There were SO many people! Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!

The guard at the entrances said it would take about 2 hours to just get onto the shuttle.

We quickly decided that we'd rather be water boarded then wait in the blistering sun

and away we went.

It got even crazier on our way out because within the 20 minutes of us parking and walking to the shuttle pick up, the parking garage was 5 times busier than before. Excellent driving skills on Cara's part got out swiftly out of the spot but we somehow got distracted and drove around in one big circle back to our original spot. Eventually we escaped the crowds and drove around lerking about expensive houses admiring their general splender. They were marvolous. If I ever am able to afford a multi million dollar house, it might be located in Pasadena.

Since we had a suddenly open day we went to Porto's Bakery in Glendale and it was wonderful and cheap! I had a major OM!NOM! moment.

It was packed! Lines were out the door, and I think I sold my first born for a table with enough chairs.

Something new I learned today was that San Fernando Blvd. goes ALL the way to Santa Clarita where my mother lives. I didn't know that but we drove that home since the 5 was icky. On the way I tweeted my location and when I looked to see where I was, I ended up driving through Pacoima!

Whats so funny about Pacoima Kim?

Well yesterday I was taking a return from a lady who lived in Pacoima. As I was typing her information into the computer I pondered where Pacoima was. She said it was near San Fernando. I still didn't have any idea where but low and behold today I drove through Pacoima.

Another little tid bit about Pacoima is that Ritchie Valens is from Pacoima!

Also I had been pronouncing the name wrong for hours!

I had been saying like pacy-oh-ma NOT pa-coy-ma. 

 Good thing my mom caught it because that could have become embarrassing.

For the rest of my day I need to find my car keys because they have been missing for a week now. I'm also doing inventory for our sister store in the same mall which I'm not excited for. Its money I know, but it's just weird working for another manager and with new people.

I don't know. I'm sure I'll let you in how it goes.

 

I collect dental x-rays, May I have yours?

So apparently I am not the only starting a blog today hmmm? Maybe blogging on the first of the year is like joining a gym, or starting a new diet except it is for exceptionally lazy people.  Quite the brilliant idear if you ask me. All we have to do is go to some popular blogging site, sign up, click some coordinating colors, write something down, and BOOM BOOM POW! you have a blog. You are now a blogger.

I'm pretty much ok with that except that I've been signed up on blogger for like 2 years now! Truth time, this is not my first attempt at blogging. Its actually my 5th. I've failed five times but never have I attempted to start blogging on the first day of the year. 

So this is new for me. 

  I want lots of people to read this. I don't know how I'm going to gain followers but I'm going to try...starting now; Hey YOU! Yeah, you reading this sentence. Follow ME! Everybody's doing it!

Did it work? 

Am I famous yet?

No?

Its ok, these things take time.

OH TIME! Thanks for reminding me. I've set a personal goal for myself to blog at least once a week because to be fair, I am also trying exceedingly hard to create a following outside the infinitely large walls of the internet. I'm a bit busy with educating myself, trading work for money, eating wonderful food (which I hope to share some of those recipes with you), and sleeping. 

It’s like one of my biggest hobbies. 

What? I'm a blogger, I'm lazy.

So yesteryear was 2009, and I concluded that year with a party at my friend Laura's house.

I got all dolled up but of course still ended up looking like a mom, which is frequent occurrence, went 4 miles (didn't actually count) down the road to a party with the most open expectations. I was happy I ended up with this blank mind because earlier I had imagined several bizarre turnouts that would make me cringe. One included someone puking on my shoes as I entered the room and introduced myself. That didn't happen, and I think that was very far from happening too. I had a great time.

We ended up playing a game called What? Which was like 10 flavors of Awesome. 

Some of the best answers included:

Bestiality/ furry items

Playing with her disco stick

I collect dental x-rays, May I have yours?

Crap. No literally, RIGHT THERE!

Peeing yourself in front of Simon Cowell

What You Talkin' 'Bout Those Ten Commandments!

At 11:50 we paused and turn on the TV to watch the ball drop. We made fun of the very drunk Jennifer Lopez on our screen and cringed at the diminishing capacity of Dick Clark, which leads me to a comment I'd like to make. Dick Clark is an incredibly sacred man in my book. I respect him, and I didn't at all like that he was commenting on the night’s events. The man can barely talk and I felt embarrassed for him, I really did. You don't have to have Dick Clark be there to call it Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years Eve. 

Anyways...

The night soon ended after we toasted and sipped our champagne except for a stunning rendition of Lady Gaga's Bad Romance to ring in the New Year!

This is embarrassing...sort of. Mostly it's AWESOME

As for TODAY! 

I went to work and it was busy, very busy. We are closing our store for remodel. We are becoming the 1st flagship in the company! WOOT! It is all very exciting except that we have to liquidate as much merchandise as possible. 

Liquidation is interesting because I am becoming aware of its positives’ and negatives. 

On the plus, Stuff is cheap and it goes away quickly. 

On the negative, Stuff is cheap, and we don't make money.

This means, we don’t get a lot of hours, which means understaffed and overwhelmed with people.

To wrap things up, New Years Eve was fun. 2009 had its MAJOR positives but it also forces me to put lots of things behind me and focus on the things in front of me.

For example, I'm lazy; I should try harder to not be. 

I hope you like me, you really really like me and will keep reading this thing here.

Oh yeah, if you do January Octopus might say hello!

Image by Laura