On the same subject, I've spent some time today looking for a good pair of rainboots for school. Rubber boots usually seem impractical, but on the brick hills of Athens, everyone seems to think they're a necessity. After searching online a little bit, I'm happy with this decision. Rainboots are cute. So far, I like these ones, in either that purple or the kelly green on the left, and these ones, and these in yellow, like Coraline's.
I'll also need these-- not because I know or care anything about shoes, but because I already have these and a similar white pair, but they're worn out, and it's as if they were made specifically for my feet and color preferences. Oh, and I'm dying to find the boots Emma Watson wears in the Hogsmeade scene of the Half-Blood Prince movie. I searched google for their name, and it turns out a few other girls have been looking as well. Said search also led me to this, which is quite possibly the funniest non-sexual Hermione fanfic I've ever read.
Anyway, I'm going to go film a fiveawesomegirls video. I have a ton of unused footage from the past couple of weeks that I'll have to dig through, and I need to address all the people who took the video I made with Lauren and Nina the wrong way.
Sigh. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I actually like Eclipse, and parts of the first two books are rather good. It wasn't until Breaking Dawn that I lost most of my respect for the series, and it wasn't until all the exaggerated, mostly undeserved hype that I tired of the fan response. Guys, I like the Twilight movie enough to own it. My relationship with Twilight is similar to my relationship with Degrassi. They're entertaining in the mind-numbing way, part of me will always feel connected to them, and I would probably be willing to own a small piece of fan paraphernalia for both... but if everywhere I turned, girls were dressed head to toe in pictures of Craig Manning, or threatening my friends with the information that JT York is so much hotter than their boyfriends, who should just go die... I would grow to hate Degrassi. I may not wait up at midnight for the New Moon movie, but I'm going to go see it. And I'll probably make jokes about it. Just as I make jokes at my own expense, and about the tendencies of people my age. Most of my channel is made up of jokes! I can't comprehend why the Twilight ones are the only jokes people take to heart.
Wow. I don't think this blog has ever been so gagtastically girly. We need unbiased balance! Quick! Watch something masculine!
Sexy: Chick-fil-A milkshakes. I had my first this afternoon, Cookies & Cream. Despite the fact that it was only a "small" and I feel like it'll be the cause on my death certificate, it was pretty great. It was as if they packed the thickest, hardest ice cream into an airless cup, then covered it with a good two inches of whipped cream. I've never had to suck so hard.
Unsexy: Whatever just went through your gutter-bound brain after reading my previous sentence. Come on, you perv.
Chipotle burritos this year: 27
S'mores this summer: 6
Bye, guys! Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow. <3