no mothertrucking clue.

"HOLY CRAP WE'RE DIFFERENT NOW! - My lovely 'sister' I've known forever. Also known as FunSize.

On a different note, I took the PSAT's today.

On a note just above the other, I got my school picture proof back today! And it LOOKS NICE!

On a note an octave lower than that, I have a writing/blogging Identity Problem.
-I cannot seem how my blog is going to be, like:
Diary form, lists, rants, daily life, fashion, pictures, feelings and shit, my deepest darkest secrets, etc.

On a C note, (I know, its getting old) I don't know why, but even though I was testing for three hours and didn't sleep well and had to do math and it wasn't the greatest day, I am happy. Why? No mothertrucking clue.

On a long, high pitched ending note, am I the only one that puts my iTunes on shuffle and halfway through the song realize "What. The Fuck. Am I. Listening. To?!"
That just happened. Several times. Seriously. Polka just came on...?

So, time to attempt to get civics and an essay done.
Peace.

ermagerd clothes.

So this past year, I've become, well, addicted to clothes and fashion.

I freaking love it. I love scarves and necklaces and cardigans and leggings. I wish I could wear leggings every day, but noooo, Alaska hates me and gets cold.
Blech.

I am also addicted to cool shirts. I found the coolest t-shirt shop (threadless.com) that you can order stuff online from, and I spend a fortune getting chirstmas presents and shirts for myself from there.
I also love opportunities to shop at malls or go to stores with (sometimes) cheap clothes/accessories like Forever 21, AE, Ross Dress for Less, Claire's, Wet Seal, etc.
I also freaking LOVE shopping online. The super long wait and anticipation of getting new clothes is toxic.

When I was in "the big city," I got to go to Hot Topic for the second time in my life, and found blue hair dye. The idea has gotten attached in my brain, and the desire is SO so great. How cool would it be to get blue highlights?
Ugh. 

I have just gotten addicted to a few fashion blaags. Urgh. I LOVE YOU CLOTHES.

This is by far my favorite outfit [right now] though.

So brace yourselves, outfit pictures will be coming. (:

HOLY CRAPO WHEN DID I BECOME A GIRLY-GIRL?
It's weird how this happened though for reals, because I have three brothers, and I am around guys.. like... all the time. And they refer to me as their "bro."
Say what?


Toodles.

my new friend

Welcome to the family, little buddy.

Okay. "Hi, my name is Rosa and I am a shopaholic."
Yes. I admit it. I freakin' love clothes and jewelry and scarves and earrings. For reals.
So while I was in the big city for my race, I got to go to the mall. Lets just say I got lost in Forever 21 amid the outragous-ly weird half-shirts and ugly jeans. Don't get me wrong, Forever 21 has some great stuff, but seriously, who wears half the stuff they sell?!
I got to go to Hot Topic for the first time in a wayyy long time, and found that little gem. Ermagerd it so freakin' adorable.

Good gosh I'm such a teenager. Goodness.

I've promised myself that I will not become an annoying ditzy girl though, they drive me INSANE! Like "*giggle* OMG look at me I'm so cute and ooopsie! I'm so clumsy! Look at me with my fake see through glasses, I'm such a nerd! Oopsie my boobie is hanging out! But teehee I won't cover up, I'm like a cute sex kitten." Not seriously, but for reals.
Have you no shame ladies?
Gooooooooooooooooooooodness.
But holy crap! There are other teenagers who blaag. I don't feel as incredibly lame for having one, even though I already am incredibly lame. But that's okay! I don't mind. Kind of...

Peace out homefry

P.S. ugh my freakin' huge arse nose...