Cassandraluna's Blog

I hate summer, I really do. I hate the heat, I hate the bugs, I just hate it.

While at the mall for my MAC interview I bought a bunch of charms for my sidekick. Jesus, I feel like even more of a hilarious cliche now. The lady I had my interview with told me I had to get my nails done - so I did. Now I'm trying to learn how to type around long acrylic nails.
It was so weird...she was complimenting me while tearing me apart. I didn't know whether to cringe or say thank you.

Can I name names here for a minute?
Kiki Kannibal. Her new "smoking isn't cute" pictures here on buzznet? Let me just say; HA-FUCKING-HA.
1) That shoot is a blatant rip off of America's Next Top Model's "effects of smoking" shoot from cycle 9. That in and of itself warrants laughter because it's so....obvious. If you're going to steal an idea, at least change it up and make it your own.

2) As a smoker I feel the need to say this: We know that smoking is bad for our health. We fucking know okay? Nothing pisses me off more than preachy people. People who shove things in your face and tell you how "wrong" what you're doing with your life is. Wanna know what pisses me off more? Preachy teenage girls who feel the need to "make a statement" and in doing so assume that everyone gives a shit about the aforementioned statement. You know the ones; the teenage girls who say that "You like NEED to be a vegetarian because like do you KNOW how KFC treats their chickens?!" or (and more relevantly) the ones who go on a crusade against smoking and in doing so piss off every person over 18 who knows that you need to learn to pick and choose your battles. Campaigning against smoking, especially at an age where you're bound to have your head up your ass, is a battle you should probably avoid.

Bottom line? Let people do what they want with their lives without making them feel guilty about it. Because you know what? THEY will have to deal with any consequences which arise, not you. So why do you give a shit?

Wow, I guess I need to remember to update this thing huh?
Which in all honesty I'll probably doing more often since livejournal spiraled downwards into a pit of suck and drama.
A certain girl can't handle herself and now doesn't want to face what she's got coming. Yeah, you're really big and bad aren't you?  All of that unpleasantness aside, everything has been pretty damn good.
Blue extensions came and went (pictures eventually)
Broke up with boyfiend
Dyed hair purple
Got new boyfriend
Dyed hair red
Survived my first semester in real college (barely, ACK)
And now my hair is natural red with blonde/white highlights. Weird for me.
Haven't gotten to shoot much, but I had SO MUCH WORK this semester I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Bah. I need to go pack for my trip this weekend and silently fume about my boyfriend STILL not being here.
What straight male takes 2 hours to pick out a bathing suit? Honestly. It took me 10 minutes to pick out TWO.
What is wrong with this picture?

Whose idea was it to make christmas so stressful?
Either way, I like shopping for other people. I am a firm believer that any female will love anything made by Lush cosmetics. Mm mm.

I am fully okay with people being happy and secure in their success, regardless of the way they acheived it. However, I am not okay with those people stepping on those that they feel are below them because of their so-called success. You were where they are once, and you would do well to remember that.
'Success' (and I'm using this term loosely) is no excuse for rudeness.

The lovely Mosh is going to be doing some extensions for me once I dye my hair blue. Hot damn.

I melted my acrylic nails off. Sitting with your hands in a bowl of acetone for 40 minutes is awkward. And uncomfortable if you're like me and tend to bite your cuticles. Ouch.

I'm sick of Sprint. I want a Verizon Voyager. Or Chocolate...

I'm lonely, someone keep me company

I re-cut my own bangs.
I got accepted into the college I wanted to. Does this mean I'm giving up modeling and going to be 'normal'? Hell no. St. Mary's is getting hell in 7inch heels and latex.
Did I mention I'm dying my hair bright blue for move-in day?

I should be studying. Nope.
I have pieces to shoot for Nighteshade Jewelery...stressssssss.

I'm returning to Philly in January, right after I turn 20. Party with the big boys, what what!

I'm all types of new to this 'buzznet' business. So be patient with me.
I slept until 3pm. I'm a rock star.