Me: OMG, they (the thongs) glow-in-the-dark!
Emmy: wth would you need… oh wait, I was in college once, too. I remember how hard it was to find your panties in the dark when trying not to wake ne1
Me: Um, I just thought they were cool…

Can I even begin tell you what love is
Or what it is not


Do my palms get sweaty around you?
It’s lust
Do I enjoy your companionship and understanding?
It’s friendship
Do I think about you ALL the time?
If it’s not a lie, then it’s obsession
Do I do crazy things to show you my affection?
It’s a fling
Does playing hard-to-get make me want you more?
It’s the chase that arouses me
Do I want to be around you all the time?
It’s loneliness

Does the sound of your distress and pain cut me deep?
It’s love
Does being apart from you make me ache in every way?
It’s love
Does an icomprehensible mix of searing pain and happiness penetrate my soul?
It’s love


For centuries, artists, musicians and writers have tried to capture the essence of love. Whether it is pain, endless joy or a combination, love is unexplainable. You don’t get to choose who you love, you just do. Perhaps ignorance is bliss for to have loved than never loved at all may only be the beginning to an endless search for true love.


I hope you’re out there dreaming of me in the same way I dream of you
For the best part of breaking up is finding someone new who loves you, too
I hope you know the pain I endure and the happiness that awaits
Because there is only so much more of this loneliness that I can take

LET THE ITTY BITTY TITTY COMMITTEE COMMENCE!!!
Location: Victoria’s Secret in Roosevelt Field Mall
Time: whenever the hell you clock in
Who: B-cups and smaller ;o)


Denise: I’m a Barely-There B
Ritu: I’m a D, what do you call that?
Me: Disastrously Large
Denise: No, that’s a DD!!! How about Duh- I’m a D…
Me and Ritu: LOL


Rachel: The only thing that’s good about being pregnant is that I’ll get bigger boobs
Denise: Well I’m president of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee (Brooklyn Chapter) and I deem you as one of us til you start breast feeding
Rachel: I’m already past your standards (whips to Denise with her boobs pointing), I’m a C baby!


Rachelle: Daisy, I lost my boobies =o(
Me (holding gel breast inserts): Oh, you mean these?
Rachelle: No, mine were bigger (bends over and her shirt flies open)
Kim (Manager): Rachelle, if you’re gonna flash people, at least get paid for it!


12 year old bitching about her small breasts…
Me: Sometimes I want to go up to them and tell them when they grow tits and ass to come back then
Judith: That’s so mean! Then there are those skinny ass A&F ho’s who complain how they have to wear a small – I want to tell them they’re fat and ugly so they’ll just have to deal
Me <—- laughing way too hard