Lesson Learned

Check out the new page of photos. Added some more videos. And in case you are blind, stop feeling the computer for the braille marks, and know that the blog has a brand new design! More writing coming soon!

It just makes Saturday depressing

If you have not heard of Rebecca Black's "Friday" song, you are clearly not educated enough in celebrity gossip. If you haven't seen it, go look at it under my "Video Links" page, you weirdo. Then look at the spoof below. I have a few choice words for Rebeca Black. And they are not nice. First of all, she talks about which seat she should take. She chooses the middle back seat. (the hump) NO ONE chooses that seat willingly. And her friends are thirteen. They should not be driving yet. But clearly, they are old enough to drink. Not. Oh well. Enough about that stupid video. Listening to it just makes everyone depressed that it is not Friday all the time. I can't even carry on right now.
In case you have not noticed, I changed a lot on the blog. I put some video links on there, and changed the design. If you have any comments on how you think I can make the blog better, please say. Doesn't mean I will listen, but it's worth a try.
Now it's my time to rant about something that annoys me. Like always. Hyvee makes you ASK for cookies  now. They no longer have a free box of cookies where you can go pick one up. What is America teaching us that we have to ask for cookies? We don't all have social skills. Plus, Hyvee literally has a glass of wine in the cheese section. Please tell me how that makes sense. But no, I should automatically see random glasses of wine everywhere around the store. Missouri is a strange state. It is March 26. And it is snowing. Clearly, the groundhog from Groundhog day really made Mother Nature mad, because it's not spring. It's a winter. I'm sueing Santa. This is ridiculous. Winter in March. Blah. Hey, how about an April's Fool's joke, and give us a sunny day? No one would expect that. I might write later today.  The snow messes with my humor juice. Haha.

Grow up.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I am not fond of kids. Or let's just say, if I had a choice, I would extinguish them from life. Nothing too harsh. I just don't want them. I have self diagnosed why I feel this way.  It's because no matter how old I am, I will forever have the mind of a 5 year old. I can not mature more than that. Here is a video of what really goes on in my head throughout the day for all of you who are wondering: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtX8nswnUKU It is quite epic. My friend showed it to me while I was killing myself over the stove to make the ever hard to make pancakes. I burnt 12 of them, but 2 came out successful. It was a pretty amazing day.
I would like to ask you out there who are reading, who I suspect have no lives because you are reading this. Please comment with questions that you would like me to answer. They can be about anything. I would really enjoy answering them! And no, that was not sarcastic. Just do it.
Oh, and be expecting a new look of the blog. It's old, and looks like something someone from Nsync would have designed. Ahh, the good old days. I miss them. BRING THEM BACK!

Follow me on twitter.

Hey! Hey you! Follow me on Twitter at AllieBoese14. I'm sure you will be sad to realize that you can't watch my life fall apart via Facebook or Twitter. I can't say I am one of those people where something goes wrong and their first reaction is to put it on Facebook. I know I know. Something is clearly wrong with me.
One of the most awkward things for me is when I go to the grocery store (my favorite place) and when I see someone I know. I say hi to them, but then I see them in the next aisle. And the next aisle. I'm sure everyone has experienced this. And then you go to the fruit section to fool that person into thinking you eat healthy. But as soon as they are out of your site, you go head straight for the mountain dew and zebra cakes. Then you see that person again when you are checking out. You are looking at People magazine. And they are reading the Cooking Light magazine. This is when you feel the ultimate classyness.
Once again, go follow me on Twitter.
And comment if you think I should get a Youtube channel. It's a big debate for me.
I would have a stuffed dolphin as my DJ. Just a thought for you.

When you have to make your own blanket.

I am fond of blankets. I am not fond of Snuggies. They seem ridiculous. Yet I can't help but believe anyone who can dance in that thing or play the piano in it deserves my attention. Anyways, I made a blanket. It is quite a fantastic blanket. It has KU print on one side, and on the other, wait for it.... RUBBER DUCKS. That's right. The adorable ducks that are sung about by Ernie off of Sesame Streets. It's a blanket you just can't go wrong with. I like to think I have a fast paced lifestyle. Which means I like to tell my mom I am having a wild party in my bedroom, which really means that I am stuffing my face with cheetos and lemonade. To whom it may concern, that is a great combo of food and beverage. I live a pretty nice, extravagant lifestyle... and yes, I am currently making a tower of my drank lemonade cans.
I have always wanted to learn a bunch of languages for one reason and one reason alone: to be able to eavesdrop. There are always people from another country somewhere in public, and when they start talking fast in another language, I know they are probably talking about my shoes or something. I can't handle that emotional rollar coaster. So I suggest you teach you kids a bunch of languages so you can easily eavesdrop on any conversation you want. Is this called using your kid? Yes.

Fake Questionaire.

Have you ever noticed that modeling has never really been cool for guys to do? I mean girls get all hyped up over how cool it is if they are a model. Having a male model saying that what he does is cool, is like my mom saying that scrapbooking is cool.
Now, I need to vent my feelings about my homegirl. You guys, I really think Lindsay is in trouble now. All because I let her borrow my cheap $2,500 necklace. I was the one who lent it to her. She didn't steal it! Well either way, the only thing I care about is how great she will look in orange. Yeah, the jumpsuit may be a little baggy, but nothing a couple seams can't fix. And orange goes great with her tanned complexion.
The Oscars are coming up soon. Everyone is talking about how popular the King's Speech is and how it's going to win every award. I still think that Dance Flick is going to win an Oscar. The supporting actresses are outstanding, and they really grasped the role. Plus, I liked that the lady stuck her baby in the locker. It made me giggle.