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Ok, it’s official. I have not written an article in…forever? That’s how it feels as least. It’s ok, you can admit it, you haven’t missed me one bit. I’m ok with that. Honestly, no big deal. No one is worrying over here.
Anyhoo. To get this column back on track I have a bit of house-cleaning to do and then I can start this year off right. I should add, “Writing weekly columns for Hillzoo.com,” onto my resolutions list (not that I really have a list or anything…even though I have heard that you are 80% more likely to accomplish a goal if you write it down). So here we go! Let’s go back, back, back to October of 2006 (imagine the screen becoming fuzzy and that magical “back to the future” sound that Wayne always did in Wayne’s World).
The best costume I saw for Halloween was at a house party in Arlington. This girl was dressed as a Deviled Egg and for some reason I just loved it. I had read a “do-it-yourself” Deviled Egg costume online earlier in the week before Halloween and then this girl was sporting it. She looked cute and yet it was creative. Plus, who doesn’t love a Deviled Egg every once in awhile?
The high school five year reunion was a success, if I do say so myself. Out of a class of 161, we had 90 guests (including fiancées, spouses and friends). Not bad at all. The highlight of the night might have been two of the more reserved girls from high school getting so drunk that they fell on top of each other—in the middle of the party. It was definitely one of those moments where the music should have screeched to a stop and everyone turned to stare. While it was really great to see everyone, I will say that the cliques of high school still exist and will probably never dissipate. Oh well.
And then suddenly it was Christmas. While I was busy avoiding The Plague (aka a 24 hour stomach bug) from my family members and calming my sister down after she opened her digital camera box to find no camera, I really did enjoy being back in the Dirty Jersey for a few days. There is something about being home that will always feel great, no doubt about that. I drove back to Virginia with a car full of holiday goodies and a trip to West Virginia ahead of me.
That’s right. For New Years, I spent a few days out in West Virginia with some friends. This Jersey girl has gone country. The weekend was just what I needed and slightly less college-frat party that I thought it was going to be. With a group of about 14 people, we spent three days, drinking, going on walks/hikes (fine, I was part of the “Cocktail Walk” around the lake versus the mountainous hike that went on for hours), cooked, played games, took some crowded soaks in the big tub, and just hung out. This so-called city girl survived without TV and very little cell phone reception and twice the number of guys versus girls for three days. By far the best moment for me was counting down to midnight out on the deck. It was pouring rain, another house close-by was setting off fireworks and our friend was playing his guitar. Granted my fur coat was soaked (fake…and don’t ask) but the sing along with my friends and G was just what I needed to start 2007 off right.
And so it is a new year. I think everyone puts too much emphasis on the New Year. I mean, you aren’t really wiping your slate clean because at a certain point in life, it’s just not really possible to do that. This year is off to a bang. Work has been busy, yet I’m finally feeling alive at work, which is something that I lost at my old job. I start school next week. Yes, I feel like I’ve been talking about this forever. Graduate school starts next week. Wow.
Ok, that’s all I’ve got. That’s my round up. I now vow to write articles more often. See, I wrote it down; it’s more likely to actually happen now.
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