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waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
i want to cry.

i finally saw some good pictures of melanie hincapie, and she just rewrites the definition of physical beauty. GOSH! why does she have to be so darn pretty? makes me so mad. or sad. or happy. or makes me totally forget my crush on george and agree that they make the perfect couple. perfect, absolutely perfect.

waaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/frank_steele/469480006/
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youtube comments.

observations.

so i'm an avid youtuber, just as the majority of americans, and i've noticed a few things on the comments below certain youtube videos:

on tokio hotel, taylor swift, britney spears, and 3OH!3 vids, there are heated arguements about "THEY ARE FRICKIN AWESOME!"
"YOU SUCK!"
"SHUT UP YOU FILTHY WHORE, YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!"
"YOU HAVE NO TASTE IN MUSIC!"

etc.

underneath anberlin vids, especially "(*fin)" and "miserabile visu (ex malo bonum)" there are huge, and i mean HUGE, fights about religion, christianity, etc. it's absolutely psycho.

so there. my rant of the day. xD

grievances.

so. today, you're not going to get much except complaining and whining. that's what i do here. that what everyone does on here.

anyway.

thesis: lance armstrong's abilities are overrated and such a thing as armstrong being a heartthrob has now pushed my joke button. that was mean. but come on! how come he gets all the credit? if anyone is even informed about the cycling world nowadays, it's about how lance armstrong won the tour of california or is now going out with lucille ball's corpse or is reading harry potter and now everyone else should too.

gah. why is that so? there are other cyclists out there who are way better than he is and have achieved many more accomplishments that he has, and they don't get nearly enough credit or attention as armstrong. like alberto cantador! he won the giro d'italia, the tour de france, and that spanish race. psh. armstrong never even competed in the giro!

and george hincapie. he was the only cyclist who served under armstrong's thumb for all of his tour de france wins. i find it very unfair how he gets no credit, just maybe a sentence or two in the article, "ARMSTRONG DOES IT AGAIN!"

if he comes on here and sees what i've put, he's going to screw me over. but geez, you're really not all that, kk?

ZOMGGEORGEHINCAPIEDROOL.

the title says zomg george hincapie drool if you're incompetent of translating it. xD

but anyway, i just wanted to find a way to tell the public without telling people personally, you know?, about my newfound cycling obsession. thanks to the book we were assigned in french by madame, titled the race, i now find extreme interest in professional road racing.

the book, about a young domestique named ben barnes during the tenth stage of the tour de france, tells about his travels in the cycling world and how his life is affecting it and how cycling is affecting his life. it is extremely good, and i couldn't put it down. i highly recommend it.

but, because of that, i have found this high interest about learning about street racing and its disciplines and the famous road racers and international road races and all sorts of equipment and lingo and...oh my gosh, there's so much to it!

it's amazing how large this sport is, but what is unfortunate is that there is not even a hint of youth speed racing in my hometown! how awful. :(

and i have acquired a gihugent crush on george hincapie, even though he is like thirty. xD

unfortunately, to draw hearts in my eyes would be to cliche.

so i've reconsidered where my teenage job will be located at.

best buy.

heaven, baby. heaven! it has movies and music and electronics galore, and to think, if you worked there, you would most likely get a discount on all merchandise. all the movies and music you wanted, o. my. gosh.

plus.
okay, yeah, i did notice how many cute guys are at best buy. have you noticed there are way more decent guys there than at the mall? pff! isn't that something. so not only will i get discounts on my favorite stuff, but be able to look at cute guys all day. *sigh*

I actually feel beautiful.

haley, amanda, and i went to a nice mall today that was more oriented towards adult, sophisticated fashions (but not something like lenox or fifths avenue). haley is this like magician with makeup (seriously, i'm not even kidding), so she took us to the mac and perfume counter at macy's to get glammed up.

we first went around the perfume counter and sampled all of them. of course, i have to get a couple sprits of daisy, and amanda really liked the harajuku lovers stuff. haley likes some prada perfume, but they didn't have it out for sampling (probably because it's uber expensive, haha :D).

then we went to the mac counter, where haley set to work on me. she used this glistening eye shadow and eyeliner, and then this lip makeup (i'm actually not sure what it was, gloss or lipstick...), but it was a little intense, so i wiped that off. i kept the eye makeup, and just gawked at haley's handiwork. then she did amanda, and then herself.

haley said i actually looked pretty, and so did amanda.
i liked how she brushed my cheek bones with this glittery stuff. it looks really nice.

so then, we went to the food court to catch up with my mom, then to dsw shoes, where we tried on heels and boots for fun. i found these really, really pretty ones that i loved and just walked around. and then boots, and i couldn't take them off they were so comfy.

we went back to the mac counter because we decided to buy some, and haley said she was proud of me for spending something on myself this holiday season. xD

i got brown eyeliner, which looks similar to the red one haley used initially for my look. she used eyeshadow, but i figured i wouldn't be able to afford the shadow and the brush, so i didn't get it.

but, i actually feel beautiful. like, for once in my life, i feel confident about my facial features. does makeup do that to you or is it just me? so sad how i feel so brave, but have nowhere to go with this look. but i love it.

i feel strong.

creeeeeeeperrr.....

okay, so there's this guy named tay.
he's a white gangster.
yeah, you know those kids? yeah, i try to avoid them.

so anyway, he's actually pretty funny, but i keep my distance. during the classroom eliminations for the spelling bee, he and i were in the last two, and we battled quite heatedly, and i won. he's a good sport, and congratulated me for winning.

since he is runner-up, he goes to the school spelling bee too. the spelling bee was today, but yesterdy, while i walk past him in lunch, he says, "spelling bee's tomorrow." :grin

what could i do? be mean? i wished him good luck with a smile.

then today, during the spelling bee, he asks me where all the eighth graders were (since he and i were the only ones so far), and i just kind of sat next to him, but not really? i didn't want to be mean, since he hadn't done anything to me.

so then, the competition. woo-hoo, last like four. he got out, so he was on the ground level, below the stage, and he asked me if i was nervous. i said i was shaking, trying to be friendly (almost too friendly).

i win. so during the pictures, he walks up to me, says congratulations in my ear, and wraps his arm around me.

i must say, i did like it. i like hugs.
but don't touch me, you creeper! i hardly know you. :|||