God's Gifts to Women Part 2

I had said this would be up tomorrow thinking the pictures I wanted for this post would take longer to find, but who was I kidding; every picture of God's next gift to women is just perfection! The next one has been mentioned before: ALEXANDER RICHARD PETTYFER!!!!!

And those other guys are freak losers who don't deserve to be on the same planet as him, let alone the same billboard/magazine page/ advert./ piece of paper/ etc. Gosh, freak-o's get better faces. Or maybe it's just my love- I mean, Alex Pettyfer's gorgeous looks that make the other seem horrible by comparison. Wait while I cover him with my hands and look at the other guys.... Nope, they still ain't cute. *shrugs*






Again, really? WHY THE HELL IS HE WITH THEM *Hulk moment*!?!


Now THAT's better, he's alone and gorgeous. In a few years I'm gonna get that in a life-size cut out and sleep with it, lol! There's Gorgeousness:

This is a snapshot of him and the Biatch- I mean, Emma Roberts, his clingy stalke- I mean, co star in the movie Wild Child. She got to KISS him (Come on, S, gather up our weapons we are going Emma Roberts hunting, jk... only in real life. I had a dream of that *evil smile* I woke up smiling) haha. No wonder he looks slightly sick with her hanging on to him. but even sickened and digusted he is handsome.

Caption for the following picture: GET OFF MY MAN, BIATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now look at that intense stare, I'd love to have him bitterly stare at me. As Lann would say: *gah!!! swoon...*

Blake: *groans* Again, that stare! and that hair! I would so tie him to a chair.... and do STUFF to him, lol! Hahaha. Jk. Kind of.

Hello my darling, may I lick you?

V

Now a younger picture of him:
That is one sugar-sweet smile!

Such green eyes... I could dive into those. Note the smexy stubble and weep, ladies!

Teenage spies never were this hot. I wish he was still this old... haha, he'd have to be afraid, very afraid... In fact *evil, lustful smile*...

Look at the freaky mofo behind him... *shudders*

Now, any other guy in a low collar like that and those glasses would look like a pimp to me, or something along those lines. But Mr. Evil - ahem, Mr. Pettyfer, he just makes it work! If I saw this on the street it don't matter who's there I'd pounce on him:

Again, can I please get this guy's adress? ::

Will his eyes ever stop making me want to melt? He looks so handsome in black!

Oh and to anyone who thinks he isn't the sexiest man in the world:

So there's the next part of God's Gifts to Women!

-Blake

God's Gifts To Women Part 1

So for my guys who I know are reading this, no, it ain't you. Not Porgie, or S.M. or Lake, or Gal, or Horse, or Tray, or ESPECIALLY NOT ALEXY! Lol, so you get the message now, all of you are lovely (EXCEPT ALEXY) but no, you aren't Gods gift to women.

God's gift to women issss.... *drum roll* CHOCOLATE.

IT's everything a girl wants in a man; warm, sweet, makes us feel good, is always there for us, tastes yummy, smells yummy, looks yummy, comes in different types, is slim and it's just darn AWESOME! So this post is a tribute to chocolate!

This is yummy:

But this, this is YUMMY, DELICIOUS, SCRUMPTIOUS:


I would put more pictures, but today the picture uploader is being a biatch so I will just give you a link to google images with chocolate typed in. Or even better how about you go and eat some chocolate-y yumminess!

http://www.google.com/images?q=chocolate&rls=com.microsoft:en-us:IE-SearchBox&oe=UTF-8&rlz=1I7GPEA_en&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=univ&ei=gwV0TNfmC4_KjAev-qHmCA&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=4&ved=0CFQQsAQwAw

ENJOY THE CHOCOLATE!!!!

The next part should be up sometime tomorrow!

-Blake

Randomness is Me / COMPLAIN FEST!

Randomness is me today. SO here we go:

AGH! One of the buttons on my favorite pair of cargo-pants popped off. And my cranberry juice started tasting wierd. And no my stomach is hurting! And no matter how high I turn the volume on my I Pod the peoples of this house won't leave me alone! Oh and my stomach started hurting worse! Darn. I want to eat something light, but this is a brown house, we don't have light food! The lightest thing is bread and I HATE bread. Anyway now I'm done my little complain fest!

(Inside joke to the S.M. I'm listening to 'No Me Importa' ;) hehe)

-Blake

Yeah! by: Usher

The only rap song I can stand... Give it a listen if you haven't already heard it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=giajIIVeTy4

-Blake

PS. Usher has nice moves, Yeah, yeah yeah! : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iE63YfiOUUo

PSS. Link above is the same song but live..

Random Fact About Me No. 4

As I sit here stuffing my face with a double chocolate mousse sundae thing from Marks and Spencer (yummmm) I feel a sudden urge for... CRANBERRY JUICE!

SO, lol, now that I have my cranberry juice, I will start my random fact: I really love cranberry juice.

I get these wierd stomach and digestion problems so ginger ale was usually the solution then *dun dun dudun!* my doctor told my mom about cranberry juice. I HATED it at first but now I realize it is an accquired taste. So yeah, the time I spent drinking (and hating) it made me eventually like it, now to the point where I love it. My muffin-friend, Deky, always tells me he thinks its cuz it tastes as bitter and harsh as my heart. I'm not that bad, but I tend to be stony to people who I have just met.

Anyway no, I don't know, I just like the taste now. It's random.

I have nothing more to say about cranberry juice, wait no... IT LOOKS LIKE BLOOD. Lol.

-Blake

Random Fact About Me No. 3

So the next Random Fact About Me; I LOVE LOVE LOVE the old versions of Scooby Doo. The 13 Ghosts of Scooby Doo and What's New Scooby Doo? are okay but nothing compares to the older ones! I don't know why I love the show so much! But I really really don't like Freddie. I don't know why about that either. I just don't, lol.

And this one is kinda short but I can't really go into Scooby Doo so I suppose I will end off here today!

-Blake

Oh, and guess what Mono?

YOU GOT UNSISTERED! HA! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A SELFISH COW (i would use a stronger word but she isn't worth it!)!!!!

-Blake

PS. S came up with the term (unsistered). Lol.

SO DANG MADDDD!

Okay, so, this whole summer has been really really hard for me and I've had my friends to help me... All except one. Mono, Lann and S are like my sisters and no matter what, Me S and Mono are supposed to stick togetherf (Lann doesn't know S or Mono).

But Mono has been ignoring us and being all monotone and she's being a selfish cow. I used to think she had our backs but she won't talk and makes up excuses and keeps accusing us of hating on her! I'm so mad, because it isn't fair that we are always there for her but she doesn't seem to care about us anymore.

I tried talking calmly, as always my dark temper made me get a bit more... angry by the end and S then decided we should stop before I'd say something I was gonna regret.

I'm just so mad because I know I'd
always be there for Mono but where as S has talked to me and would help me through anything, hell or high water, I feel like Mono wouldn't.

She thinks a surgery on one ingrown nail and a few guests at your house is bad? Try: Having to hide your real selffrom your controlling family, secretly maintain a relationship with your friends. break up with one friend, get totally depressed, then be kinda-friends again, and then getting back together then having him break me again! Oh and in the meanwhile you have to deal with the whole family, feeling out of place, puberty and all that? FOR GOD'S SAKE, I needed HELP! And only S was truly there with me through everything. Even Lann, despite us having not seen each other for about five months managed to try and help as much as she could, but Mono, with abundant free time didn't even try.

And not only the fact that she was ignoring and avoiding and not talking to me, she was doing that to our other friend, S.

Then when we tried to talk, she ignored our questions or avoided them, got all offensive and lied about things she said to both of us! And that isn't something SISTERS do!

Anyway, I'm just mad bout that and again, this is where I offload. For the people who I know know are reading this (*sigh* why, why why? *sigh*) ignore my stupid rant.

-Blake

Letting the Rain Cover My Tears

So, dinner passed by normally, me and my mom didn't talk much (thank God) and stuff. But then after dinner on the way back to the car, it was raining and I walked through it to get to the car. But what I wanted to do was just cry and lets my tears mix with the rain. I don't want to live my life like this.

I want to choose how I do my hair, I want to be able to choose my own style, what I eat! This is supposed to be MY life. SO I already practically run my house back where I live 'cause my mother is way too busy with work, I clean I take care of my brother, I do my work for school, I write extra as well, working on my own projects and some posted stuff. As if it weren't enough now I have to go get religious lessons from my neighbor everyday for an hour. Then they want to control how I dress. I'm not gonna go around in mini-skirts and way too low cut t-shirts but apparently my mom doesn't get it. Wouldn't she rather I be honest with her as opposed to have to be myself and hide it from her?

My mother for some reason doesn't like any of my friends and is way too suspicious/protective to let me even hang out with the one who lives in the same city as me! I need a social life (well more of one) she already looks over my shoulder on my emails and MSN so I can't do that when she's around. So at least lemme hang out with a friend on weekends but nooooo!

And as me and my friend Mickey walked to the car (he didn't notice I had started crying cuz of the rain too) I got into my uncle's car and wi[ped my self off and I realized that this is gonna wear down on me eventually. Is there gonna be a point where my family forces me to think like them? I don't want that. I never will. Would it kill them to let me be myself?

And even now as tears fill my eyes again, I know I can't cry 'cause they'll be suspicious and be mad at me. FOR CRYING! My mom always says: "Cry as much as you want, I don't care, but go sit in a corner and do it silently."

And today, I was explaining something to my family and in front of them I have to put on a cheery perfect fine mask and be my random self - around my friends it comes naturally, I can actually be myself- so I got excited explaining and started using big hand gestures to explain. You know what my mom does?

Mom: Blake, what is all this? *makes hand gestures in a mocking way, copying me* Are you stupid? Don't do that and talk normally.

No one has any idea how hard it was to not burst out crying right there! I finished my explanation 'normally' and then went to the bathroom fixed my eyes again so it didn't look like I had been crying . Then I went back to the living room and pretended everything was 'normal'. And what hurts is, they don't have any idea what my normal is. I came to the sad realization that if I wasn't blood related to them, my family would probably look down on me the same way they looks down on my friends for the way they dress. It threw me into depression for a while and it didn't help much, but I know if I stay here any longer without someone who I can trust and talk to IN PERSON, face to face, I will go insane, or depressed, or just waste away, maybe even break under my family's pressure. I just hope that doesn't happen.

-Blake

"Too Much" by: All Time Low

Another day ends... This song suddenly got a whole new meaning for me as I listened to it in the car today. I just felt like this song truly described my current situation. You'll see I have bolded and capitalized one part of the lyrics which I find my current state of mind right now and it sucks.


Lyrics:

I admit, I miss seeing your face babe, (seeing your face babe)
And being alone is starting to take its toll, (toll)
I'm cold and it's getting old, (getting old)
I admit, (I admit) I should have made some changes. (changes)
We were so smothered in love,
We didn't have a chance to come up for air (no fair)

What a waste, where did the time go?
Where did our minds go?
I don't know.What's this place?
Where did our home go?
We won't know, I don't know.

Too much of anything is too much,
Too much love can be too much,
We had too much time, too much us,
So we fought like tomorrow was promised
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Much, much too much

I admit, I'm still watching the days go by, (watching the days go by)
And sleeping alone is starting to break me down. (down)
It's cold, but I should have known. (should have known)
I admit, (I admit) I made a few mistakes, babe, (babe [x3])
We were so caught up in love,
We didn't have a chance to come up for air...

What a waste, where did the time go?
Where did our minds go? I don't know.
What's this place? Where did my heart go?
We'll never know, I'll never know...

Too much of anything is too much,
Too much love can be too much,
We had too much time, too much us,
So we fought like tomorrow was promised
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Much, much too much

I NEED TO FIND A REASON TO FEEL,
LIKE EVERYTHING WAS MEANT TO LET GO,
TAKE IT SLOW, 'CAUSE I CAN'T BE ON MY OWN.

Too much of anything is too much, (it's just too much)
Too much love can be too much, (it's just too...)
We had too much time, too much us,
So we fought like tomorrow was promised
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Much, much too much

-Blake :(