less than three

i remeber almost a year ago, when i first got my dog zorro, he was such a tiny itty bitty thing that he made my other dog frisco look like a friggin great dane.

so since he was mine and i got him so young, he was pretty much my baby and almost treated as such.

you know how puppies like to take a lot of naps? when zorro first started sleeping on my bed with me, i used to put my hand over his little chest and just marvel at such a strong heart beat that he had. it still blows my mind whenever i remember it. like how can something so tiny feel like he had a heart of a lion? [[but then again, we are talking about dogs here ;) ]]

sometimes i wonder if this is how mothers and fathers feel when they first feel/hear their baby’s heartbeat. [[ok so i might sound like a dog lady but whatevs]] i wouldn’t really know cuz 1)i don’t have a kid 2)i’ve never really listened/felt any of my little neice’s/nephew’s heartbeats when they were babies. :/ but i digress…

anyways,zorro’s a lot bigger now and pretty much resembles a tiny giraffe or mini great dane [[acts like one too]] but whenever he does snuggle up to me during one of his naps i still feel for his tiny little heart. :]

i think the first episode of the new cycle of top model, they did a photo shoot where they had what the contestants were teased about when they were kids painted on them but they also had a positive painted on them too.

like one of the girls had “queer” painted all over her body and it was pretty emotional for her as i can only imagine, but they also painted the word “free” on her throat and her picture was pretty phenomenal.

but anyways, as i was watching it, i was wondering what it would be like if i was there as a contestant [[as i always do cuz i’m a nerd like that]] and wondering what word they would put on me.

i know the two things i was primarily made fun of when i was a kid was being fat and laughing a lot. [[but i think there already was a girl who had fat or something painted on her so i don’t think i could’ve went for that.]] but the whole, laughing a lot thing, looking back, i thought it was kinda weird that i was made fun of for that.

like in 4th grade, kids used to laugh at me instead of with me because i just laughed at anything. and for those of you who know me, i just can’t help myself. and i do still laugh at practically everything. they used to call me hyena instead of my name and just thought i was an overall weirdo. i kind of hated it too because no one likes to be teased and i didn’t want to be seen as a weirdo at that age.

i remember i told my cousin about this and she told me to tell my bully, “well at least i’m happy”. and i did tell my bully that. only, i didn’t say it with as much confidence as i should have and i wasn’t as good with comebacks as i am now.

it’s weird, now that i’m older, i love that i have such a great sense of humor and that i still laugh at practically everything. i wouldn’t want to be one of those people who takes life too seriously and doesn’t see the humor in life. and honestly, as hard as i might try, i can’t go a day without at least smiling. it’s pretty much my permanent expression. :]

laughter and a sense of humor are one of the qualities that i value the most because isn’t that where most good memories come from? laughing and enjoying time with others?

so you know what 4th grade bully, you can just suck it x] hahaha

browsing through chictopia right now to kill time before my next class and sometimes i am just in awe of people’s styles. especially street style.

like what i see ppl wearing around school and just around. i got like, 3-5 ideas for outfits from being in my last class to when i got here to the library.

i remember seeing this blogger on a podcast [[i forget which]] called face hunter and he photographs people and their style. and with all the people i see, sometimes i wish i could do a blog like that just cuz there are just some styles that just make you do a double take. but i’m too shy to actually ask them for a picture or talk about it with them and also for fear of seeming like a creeper O__o haha

i dunno, how does one go about starting a street style blog? it’d be easy to do a style blog for yourself but i think that when you’re talking about someone’s style, i’d want more detail probably or maybe their thought process.

like when i get dressed, a lot of different factors go into it. the weather, my mood, what i’m inspired by at the moment, what i feel like wearing, etc.

sometimes what i come up with flops or a reoccuring outfit bc i can’t really think of anything or too shy/lazy to really put something together.

but sometimes, usually when i’m playing around with an outfit or an inspirational idea, i come up with sometihing that i think is pretty cool :] [[and usually then, maybe, i’ll snap a picture of it and post it up on my chictopia. :]

i dunno, maybe when me and my friends feel like dressing up and photo whoring that’d be pretty fun. you know, i’d actually like to style someone either with my clothes, their clothes or together. that’d be pretty fun actually :]

jeez i suck at writing .__. lol

fuckyeahladygaga:

AMAZEBALLS! She truly will be Lady GodGa!

The pop star has reportedly nearly completed on-line coursework to become a minister, so she can officiate marriage ceremonies for her gay fans!

A source says:

“She has completed virtually all of the coursework. She sees this as a way of repaying the love her fans have shown her. This isn’t a gimmick. She has a very strong belief system and has embraced God since she was a little girl.”

What a truly wonderful gesture!

We can’t wait for Reverend Lady GodGa to start marrying off her Little Monsters!

Congratulations, bb! We’re thrilled!

Thoughts??

 say whaaatt???

random but that is pretty cool :]

i am totally infuniated by blogger.com right now. it’s so complicated! it’s no wonder i barely blog on there! [[well but then again i dont really have a lot of time anyways to properly blog]]

it makes me miss xanga and how simple it used to be. it was easy to blog, insert pictures, whatever! geh, maybe i should just stick to xanga when it comes to my fashion blog.

you know what else is kinda sad? i blog on here more than on my blogger. :/ and i haven’t even been on tumblr that long!

o well. well i made a new entry in one of my bloggers [[i accidently made a second one…]]

http://r0zz-lessthanthree.blogspot.com/2010/09/b.html

….ok disregarding the huffer sounding title, thats what rubbing alcohol smells like to me.

when i was younger and frequented the hospital i actually liked the smell of rubbing alcohol. it meant cleanliness, sterilization and no way my i.v.s could get infected. it was part of my normal routine of being in the hospital.

but now that i’ve been having a shot once a week for almost two years now kind of ruined the smell and memories i had of rubbing alcohol. [[i made friends with my nurses and loved it whenever i had ppl visit me to show me how much they missed/loved me.]]

now i can’t stand the smell. it burns my nose and makes me want to throw up. i haven’t really been afraid of needles since i was a kid. my interactions with “getting poked” were fairly far apart and i’d usually just deal with it cuz that’s just what i had to go through.

now i kind of feel like i’m developed a fear of them. i dread it and feel like a total baby when i cringe away from my weekly injections.

:sigh: but now it’s part of my life and i’m not sure when or if this part of my life will go away cuz cmon, i’m only human.