Cher Horowitz picspam
So okay, you're probably thinking, "Is this, like, a Noxema commercial, or what?!" But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.
I know it sounds mental, but sometimes I have more fun vegging out than when I go partying. Maybe because my party clothes are so binding.
Well, some teachers are trying to low-ball me, Daddy. And I know how you say, "Never accept a first offer", so I figure these grades are just a jumping off point to start negotiations.
Thank you, Josh. I so need lessons from you on how to be cool. Tell me that part about Kenny G again?
How fabulous. Getting Marky Mark to take time from his busy pants-dropping schedule to plant trees? Josh, why don't you just hire a gardener?
Do you prefer fashion victim or ensembly challenged?
And, anything you can do to draw attention to your mouth is good. Also, sometimes you have to show a little skin. This reminds guys of being naked, and then they think of sex.
Cher's saving herself for Luke Perry.
Oh, my God. I am totally buggin'. I feel like such a bonehead.
I felt impotent and out of control which I really hate.
I don't get it. Did my hair get flat? Did I stumble into some bad lighting? What's wrong with me?
It all boiled down to one inevitable conclusion: I was just totally clueless.
It's like that book I read in ninth grade that said, "'tis a far, far better thing doing stuff for other people."
Later, while we were learning about the Pismo Beach diaster, I decided I needed a complete make-over, except this time I'd make-over my soul.
I am majorly, totally, butt-crazy in love with Josh.