1. I miss express barre time :(

    two demi plies, grand plie, port de bras to the front, and back, left, right, demi plie, releve, hold and finish with a demi plie. Repeat on both sides in first, second, and fifth. 

    This bitch is doing it wrong — with her ass out… :( shame. 

    And so on, and so forth… 

  2. Biggest dumb ass ever…

  3. Fashion Magazine Information Fail

    HAHAHA proof that fashion magazines don’t know what the hell they’re talking about when they do the “what do men really think” sections… I found this in glamour

    “6 Things He’s Thinking When You Give Him an Ultimatum”


    1. I wonder if she’s serious. Maybe she’s not serious
    2. A dozen roses and diamond earrings. That worked last time. Flowers and jewelry solve anything, right?
    3. It’s my fault. I know it’s my fault. Why do I have such a hard time making decisions?
    4. What if i don’t say anything? If I wanted long enough to give her an answer, will this just go away like a mosquito bite?
    5. Oh my God. I know I’m going to loser her.
    6. I’m so pissed at myself that she had to resort to this — and I need to do something so she’ll forgive me. Because there’s no way I want to live the rest of my life without her in it.


    LIES! This is what men are really thinking when women give them an ultimatum
    “Bitch you don’t tell me what to do nor do you give me a time frame to do it in”

  4. My adult mad libs of tonight:

    First on I did with my friend Adam… the results are wonderful:

    You tell your friends you and your man are like two apples in a pod. But does he feel the same way? To find out if he’s your true butt crack, select the scenario that best describes what happened following your last date:

    a) Your taint didn’t ring for 69 days.

    b) He sent you juicy flowers the next day, along with a handwritten fucker inviting you to the premiere of the latest Steven Spielberg bitch.

    c) You received an e-mail that said: I had a really tubular time with you the other night at Uranus.

    d) You never heard from the buxom guy again.

    If you answered b or c, there’s a chance you’re truly the apple of his pussy. If you answered a or d, don’t put all your eggs in one pound. It would be best to cut your bushes and keep looking.

    And now the one I did with my beautiful best friend Allie:

    Legend has it that if you make this potion and serve it to your finger, he will be your slutty love forever. This robust recipe has been passed down through 69 generations. To make it yourself, combine two cups of grape drank, one teaspoon of granulated chode, 33 ounces of grimy chocolate, and a dash of kite. Then, sexily blend all of the ingredients together, stirring the lethal potion in a fleshy direction for at least 72 minutes. Pour the liquid into a breath taking glass and top with a sweater. Serve to your significant midget, sit back, and watch it take effect. You’ll swiftly enjoy the heavy results!

    I’m a child… I love mad libs.

  5. This is a honest search option drop menu I found while watching biggest loser and wondering about why their legs flare out when they stand.

    This is a honest search option drop menu I found while watching biggest loser and wondering about why their legs flare out when they stand.

  6. Awesome pictures plus me in nyc this week.