MadelineAwesome

Dear guyz,

like two years ago i posted about how much i love buying something and then finding it online later for loads more expensive. this happened to me again

i bought this dress for 40$ two years ago and wore it to a prom last year:

its going for 178.00 currently from nordstrom. luff lyfe guyz.

pizza and i have an awkward relationship. I didn’t like pizza until like 7th grade which really put me in an odd situation at most birthday parties, class parties, group project gatherings and really it ruined my life every day. But eventually i got into it. But only if it was plain cheese pizza. and if it had too much sauce, i’d peel off the cheese, wipe off some sauce and stick the cheese back on. And as a chicagoan, i committed blasphemy everytime the cheesey, saucey carb entered my mouth–i ate thin crust exclusively. Around junior year i decided to give spinach deep dish a try and OMG I FELL IN LUFF. srsly. luff it. but i still pretty much stuck with my classic cheese thin crust. ENTER COLLEGE. I don’t know how it happened, but someone persuaded me that i had to eat the sausage and mushroom at motherbears, the most happening pizza place in all of Bloomington. Whatever, i’m new, trying to make friends, i obliged. AND OMG I WAS ALSO IN LOVE WITH IT.  so my favorite thing in the world now is Mother Bears with sausage and mushroom. I don’t know if chicago people know about this, but outside of chicago, sausage is different. its not like the chunky shit we’re used to–its like ground beef. and its GLORIOUS. omg i love it.

but anyways. the other night, as you may have read in this post, adam and i ordered a pizza, not motherbears(4th in the nation yall)  because they were closed. but yeah. that pizza with love. but we ordered it and ate most of it. but there were two slices left. and the next day, i was hungry. so i did somethind i’d never done before—I ATE COLD PIZZA WTF?

here is the documentation of me eating cold pizza for the first time.

Last night Adam and I ordered a pizza online. We picked our toppings–mushroom and chicken, our side–breadsticks (cheese sticks cost more and are gross.) and then the online order form had a blank box for “special instructions”.

Our special instructions were something along the lines of the following:

“please make our pizza with love. and by love i mean as much love as is humanly possible. Also please include a pinch of good luck and stardust. Does this order include a unicorn?”

When we recieved our pizza, the box looked like this:

so yah. successful.

Dear Internet (AKA WORLD WIDE WEBZ),

I’m just bl0gging to let you know that I have a heterosexual woman crush on Sasha. This is the main reason:

SashaSauce
i was about 2 invite u over to watch those movies then i rememeberd mom broke the DVD player because she probably tried to cook a waffle in it or something

MadelineAwesome
AHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAA

SashaSauce
but i also don’t want you bleeding on my shit, ya know?

MadelineAwesome
hahahhahahahhahaa

SashaSauce
uhgud i’m so funny

*like that could happen. gravity FTW.

quick statements:

i found this picture while searching for random letter combinations. this came from searching ‘blong’

cough syrup is great for coughs/sleep(but probably not as it is 3:14AM EST and i am still awake. ugh.)

i have been using my ipod more lately.

ate too many cookies today

mad urges to embroider lately. i really wish i hadnt left my supplies at home.

birthday is on Monday. 19 yall.

i am dehydrated.

i am dirty. n33d 2 shower.

laundry is expensive.

I am reading the diary of anne frank for the first time since 3rd grade. I brought it along on our trip to Italy. I remember being sprawled out on the textured bedspread in the room we rented in Florence, red fuzzballs occasionally floating up and landing on the pages.

coincidentally the next book on my nightstand/fridge is the Night trilogy by Eli Wiesel. Following that some book Sasha’s mother told her she had to read before she was intellectually permitted to read Nietzsche. Perhaps a less depressing book is in order.
maybe?

i am taking typography next semester. should i spring for the 75 bucks and get this ampersand shaped cutting board for my teacher for an guaranteed a?

in other news:
i used a new tag today. “Books” strange it hadn’t come up before considering i enjoy reading and up until a few weeks ago my mothers job was to edit book reviews, write book reviews and read books(what i’m getting at is that i had a lot of free books).

When I was little I was pretty into raking leaves. I mean, raking them was actually the shitty part, but jumping in them afterwards was really great. Not that leaves ever really acted as that great of a padding. You pretty much were just hoping for the leaves to fly everywhere. That was the only pay off for jumping up and landing on the ground and getting crunchy shit in every single orifice. Actually the entire idea seems pretty stupid now. All of the “free-spirited” people at college think they are alternative and don’t care about social norms for “growing up” and jump in the piles of leaves that have been painstakingly created by the landscaping staff. Anyways, the point is that eventually I got sick of raking leaves but I still had to do it. But what is cool is that I sort of developed an allergy to dry ass leaves. I started getting hives all over when I was raking the leaves so i didnt have to do it ever again and the bottom line is that if you hate a chore, you can pretty much convince your body to get allergic to it and it will oblige you.

But I DO like the fall colors. To be honest, one of my reasons for choosing Indiana University was the trees. I visited last year just as the trees were starting to turn colors and I was pretty much sold on the place. Well, that is a lie because I pretty much hated the idea of the entire state of Indiana until like 5 months ago, but it was a selling point for sure. This is the part of the post where I’d like to post a picture of the pretty leaves on campus, but its dark outside. so Here is a picture of what you would see if you were my laptop and tilted slightly to your left/my right:

streetlamp that keeps me up. ugh. h8 you.

also: that is not the moon at the top of the window, its an obama poster. obama=so into circles. srsly. so progressive.

here is a picture I did not take of fall leaves at IU:

in other news: OBAMA WON YALL. if you read the first post on this blog over 2 years ago, you would know that i predicted this long long ago. I win.

::edit::
here is a picture from my shitty phone camera. check out the foliage yall.

my friend ben was listening to ‘i will follow you into the dark’ by death cab for cutie and it reminded me of this story. so i told it to him via shoutbox on last.fm. after submitting it, i realized it makes kind of a good mini blog story. here it is:

i had a big fight with my sensei at japanese camp about who would get to play ‘i will follow you into the dark’ for the talent show. but it wound up that there were too many people signing up to play so senseis couldnt participate and i wound up playing sufjan stevens anyways.

korea is the bomb diggity. great food, friendly people, cute men, even cuter babies. It is just a nice place to be. When i asked BKFF sarah little what i should get in korea and she said that it didnt really matter what i bought because all of it was just cute and little. so true.

when i asked her later what she wanted me to get her from korea she said “just get me something that reminds you of me.” and i said “sarah little. Its korea. EVERYTHING is going to remind me of you.” which is true. most things have made me think of her. a lot of it that i wish she and my other super close friends were here to enjoy it all with me. Its wonderful to have these amazing experiences with choir and stuff but it kind of stinks that they are limited to my choir friends…not that i dont love them and stuff, i just wish i had all my homies. nahmsayin?

singing at the dmz was really cool. It was surprisingly much more of a light hearted event than i expected. First of all, everysingle guard we saw, and we saw A LOT, was a mega hottie. all of them. super super hot. and they let me practice my korean on them…and my korean is pretty much saying “saran he” which means i love you. so basically lots of korean army guys know that i love them…. we sang some songs about peace which was cool. And we tied ribbons with wishes for korea onto the fence dividing the two countries while dozens of tv stations filmed and photographers took pictures like we were big celebrities. an experience for sure. time for some dinner….yummmmmmmm…. later cats..

so not only do i have beauty, brains, and and unending supply of wit, but i also cook.

so mom and i were on our own for dinner last night and i had spent the day bumming around while she was busy bringing in those dollars. So being the fantastic daughter that i am….

we had great shrimpies and pasta. soooo good. too bad i got a little excited and jumped the gun serving dinner before i had gotten the salad together. but whatever. we can skip our greenies one day. no biggie.

in other news, i graduated high school last friday. It was great. It is kind of weird to know i’ll never be going backthere to do any learning. No official goodbye. Strange.

oh and that special thing i mentioned a few posts back and never got around to was asking my pal jesse to prom. I will post pictures of how i did it as soon as i can hassle Sasha for her memory card.