I changed my RSS source but if you subscribed through that button on my sidebar then I guess your ok. But if it’s erase-her.net/rss.xml then I don’t think that exist anymore.

I haven’t really blogged in a long while because lately it feels more like work. I wanted a change of pace so I’ve tried the video blogging thing but I doubt I’m going to stick with it since blogging is more my thing. Bogging is so much more rewarding with the community and all, the problem is that I have less and less passion for it.

I’m not a very good talker ^-^;. You notice their is some cuts because I say ‘and’ and ‘um’ a lot and I sort of have a ‘filipino’ accent. If you’ve been around since my threadless post you already know about the first 20 seconds of my video with my ‘rape t-shirt’. Then I talk about that weird look reporters get on the news and how to get clear beautiful skin.

This is a semi-random post. It’s not as much information as your usual random post but it’s random enough for me.

I heard a couple days ago that a girl who is the same age as me and hung out with in elementary school was pregnant and now has a little kid. I couldn’t imagine that happening to me anytime soon. Me having a kid then it’s like saying “I want to stop having fun”
Emphasis on I because I know there are a lot of young mothers out there and I’m sure that you do a great job. But we’re two different species. Even though I believe I’m more mature than most my age I don’t think I have the mentality to take care of another human being for the rest of my life. I don’t think I would make a good mother now. When I’m in my 20s I plan to move around a lot, the whole “trying to find myself” thing and I think kids need stability.

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Speaking of moving around a lot on of the places I want to visit is Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia. It’s the world’s largest slat flat. It looks like your walking on the sky when the ground is wet. I want blindfold somebody on the way there so they could be surprised.

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My brother really misses his ex-girlfriend. Sometimes he’s in denial and says he doesn’t need her but I know he misses her. He’s been calling me her name more often. Your brother calling you by his ex-girlfriends name is really creepy.

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I sure hope there isn’t going to be a draft like the one during Vietnam war. I’m already two steps away from becoming crazy. Well if I get PTSD I can use it as my excuse for when I go on my murderous rampage and hopefully I’ll get not guilty for reason of insanity.

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This isn’t everybody, this isn’t even a majority of my blog friends. But some people/person get pissed because I don’t bother to comment on their blog. I’m sorry that your nap and the number of hours that you sit counting your toes doesn’t interest me. As a blogger you have to think like a visitor
and what would they think of your post.

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Has someone ever really liked you and you wish they don’t. Like they think your so great just because they see you so high and mighty and your really not that special. Then you realized how annoying you must’ve been to your past crushes. Gosh.

In my post toddler years I always hated  a couple of those older Disney Princesses. I avoided watching them when they were on because I knew that is was just going to be a big cringe-fest and leaving me a troubled feeling at the pit of my stomach.

I don’t know that much of what happens to them after they get with the prince and those stupid straight to DVD sequels don’t count for me.

Ariel (the little mermaid) She left a Kingdom under the sea where she can explore, go on adventures looking for treasure and do whatever she wants to be cooped up in a castle where she would just sit, look pretty and talk to about one or two people. That has to be the worst deal in the world! It would’ve been better if the movie was like Splash and the guy had the ability to breath underwater and he can visit Ariel without her sacrificing so much. What if the marriage doesn’t work out? Where the hell will she go? She doesn’t know that many humans except for the Prince. Ursula is already dead so it would be difficult for her to get back.

I see her probably selling herself on the street to support herself but only people with fish fetishes will be her customers. Jumping into a marriage without thinking of the consequences is a bad idea. Lucky Disney gave a happily ever after ending.

Cinderella yeah yeah she was abused and treated like a slave by her family but Cinderella was no saint. She’s the biggest animated gold digger I know. From rags to glamerized riches is what almost every rap song is about aside from sex.

Prince: Ummmmm what’s this charge in my credit card?
Cindy: I always use your card when I go to the casino.
Prince:$500000!
Cindy: Yeah I also bought some new dishes and dresses.
Prince: I bought you a new dress last week.
Cindy: That was last weeks style I want to keep up with Snow White.
Prince: I think it’s time you get a job.
Cindy: No.
Prince:…….
Cindy:…..
Prince: *bitch slap*

What should have happen was to order her talking rats to eat step-mother and step-sister alive in their sleep and turn their home into a tailor/dress making business since the rats are so crafty. It could’ve been very successful but nooooooooo she just did it easy and married rich.

Subtle sexist stereotypes made to look cute with songs and talking animals really piss me off.

I’m going to use the word lola in this post meaning grandmother.

I was watching The Goonies a movie from 1985 which stars a young Sean Austin (Samwise Gamgee of Lord of The Rings) with my brother

It was a bunch of kids looking for treasure and running away from bad guys while trap in a underground cave. There was a female character who was horny and wanted to make-out with this guy every five minutes. There was even one scene when she accidentally kissed Mickey (Sam).

Brother: I bet that girl has five kids now.
Me: *observing her hornyness* Maybe six.
brother: No then that would make her a pervert.

Almost agreed till I remembered my lola had ten kids!

me: Lola is a pervert!
brother: yeah! obviously!

*laughed hysterically*

me:*pretending to use the telephone with my hand* Hello Lola?
brother: *pretending to be lola* yes?
me: ____ said that your a pervert.
brother: No he would never say that! Maybe you said it!
me: -_-;

Everytime the phone rings I tend to avoid it. We have caller id but even when it’s someone familiar I rather have someone else answer it.

This is an incident that happen to me in the Philippines.

*ring** ring*
me:hello?
guy: Na si ____? (is ____ there)
me: Wrong number (said it in English*big mistake!*)

The next thing I knew this guy was flirting with me! First he asked questions like what country I was from and what age I was. I told him I’m only 14 (at the time) and he didn’t believe me. He told me he’s 45! And that he was muscular and that I must be some sexy goddess or something. He was asking me what my cell phone number was and I hanged up on him.

I told my friend about it the next day and we both agreed that this guy wanted to fuck a 14-year-old.

I can’t help it if I have an older sexy seductive voice. That’s why I tend not to answer the phone.