Cat+Car= Distressed Jeans

I totally had a life lesson yesterday, and yes, it had something to do with the title.

So, the story goes, I thought I was having a brilliant idea by bringing my cat over to my mom's place...by car. WELL THAT WAS STUPID. Yet hilarious. For us of course, not my poor innocent kitty. I was sitting in the back seat with my sweet-cheeks cat (his name is Frankie) also with my dog in the trunk. (The trunk is in the car, with an open top so you can access it from the backseat... if that makes any sense?) At first my cat was totally fine, then he pulled out the big bogus eyes. And I'm talking HUGE! 

like this ~~~> O_O 
He looked super cute yet scared so we tried to just hang onto him (didnt have a kennel) for dear life. He sat there quietly for most of the time... then the freaking-outness began. Meow after meow was sirening through the car, and to make it even weirder, he began opening his mouth and... well I can't explain it. He just kept it open all freaky-like so we kinda looked away. Well, I now know how they make distressed jeans. Not only was Frankie meowing, he was jumpin' all over the place and thumping against the windows, wondering why they weren't opening at his command. And of course, he jumped on my lap. My super cute new jeans from bluenotes now have extra distress-ing on/in them. I think I can pull off the look though. 
SO children everywhere, why watch 'How it's Made' when you can learn from a super-tootly fun blonde like me?


Love,
Your BFF blonde.

P.O.K

WELL.
I may not be psychic, but your totally thinking about what the heck 'P.O.K' means. Simple, it stands for Popular Obnoxious Kid(s) ( I prefer not to add the 's' at the end)

And how can you not notice them? I mean, they are all up in your face screeching "MAAAAH" or some uberly rude words I cannot repeat on this post... But anyway, I was totally reminded of this very thing at an assembly we had at school. It waas the most agonizing thing ever....so ya, it was a pep rally. The 'populars' shine in what there momma gave em' and arent afraid to act as OBNOXIOUS as they can manage.

That doesnt mean they aren't nice though, infact, P.O.K (s) are very fasinating creatures.
Many qualities you will find in one is:
1. They never get acne.
2. They have the cuh-utest clothes ever!

3. They are either REALLY smart or REALLY dumb.
4. Every other word is a swear.

By my continuous observations, their behaviour remains the same no matter what grade they might be in the food chain. This year... has been the worst by far though. DEFINATLEY. It's kinda like the higher the grade they are in, the more power they feed off of... it's scary.

Oh, but what gets fun is when they are out of their element. Say, for example, we put our P.O.K friend...oh,let's call her SUZY... into a BRAND NEW SCHOOL! first reaction: OMG WHAT DO I DO? IM GONNA DIE WITHOUT MY ANNOYING FRIENDS THAT I ALWAYS TALK ABOUT BEHIND THEIR BACKS!!

Oh my, what will you ever do Suzy. I mean, ya, feel bad for her. She has to restart her whole status like some bad highschool comedy movie. But wouldn't you feel like she somewhat deserved it?

For another example, Billy has to go to some military school full of lots of stinky boys and girls that are growing facial hair. He had no status, but he may come back with a BIGGER status then before! oh ho ho!! didn't expect that did we? ... neither did I.

How do YOU say neither btw?  like: neither or nigh-ther. OR either or eigh-ther. Thats what gets me alot. My gramma is BIG into correcting grammer, so we always have super-tootly fun arguments trying to prove which one makes more sense.
OH YA.

if there is anyone out there who happens to read this blog that pronounces MARIO like MARE-EEOO, call me. without calling my phone. I mean, literally shout out there saying: HEY BLONDE! I SAY MARIO LIKE MARE-EEOO!!!
We will be BFF forever!! ^.^

<--- Cool kid


Love,
Your BEST and only blonde buddy you will ever meet~ (or read her blogs anyway)