Update

Thank God my sister posts when I'm too tired to.  She's quite a reliable specimen (no, you can't borrow her.).

Anyways, I just wanted to let you know we have a Twitter!  *Cheer, shout, jump for joy*

Yeah, when I texted Josette that she replied with:  "I first read you made a twitter and I was like, 'are you nuts?! Why?!' But now I see."

Yup.  So much for non conformism. 

So follow us here.  Or, just click on the bird on the sidebar.

Emily Osment is all grown up. Just like Miley....

Has anyone heard about Miley lately? More like daily. I can't keep track of her scandals anymore, there are to just too many. But no one ever really paid any attention to her Hannah Montana costar, Emily Osmet.

Emily here thinks she can sing. Just like Miley. I thought, okay whatever, she's a Disney star, they have to stretch every dime out of themselves. We've seen this act before. Nothing new.

My expectation for her song lyrics were something along the lines of this:

Its my life I'll do what I want with it! Let me have fun in the summer sun.

Or,

I see you staring at me and I know that we are meant to be.

You and I forever and always. Oh, oh, ahhhhh, oh.

I'm serious, does anyone remember Ally and AJ?

No one, no one don't wanna be no one but me!

and then their song, "In A Second."

Don't know where you are.

Wish I could be near you.

I would sail oceans to get a

glimpse of how you feel

You get the idea.

So I was a little surprised to hear her song. Because I figured she would at least have a few months of being squeaky clean. I even gave her the benefit of doubt when I saw the picture above where I'm 90% sure she's supposed to wear a shirt with the bra?

I was WRONG.

Hey whats your name I think I like you/ Come a little closer now/ Wait what you say is that your girlfriend I think I'll be turning that around/ Don't you wanna don't you wanna know what it would feel like?

Let's be friends so we can make out/ Your so hot let me show you around/ I see what I wanna play/ everyone knows I'm getting my way/ it doesn't matter what you say/ I'm knocking you down, down, down/ I'm knocking you down, down, down/ I'm knocking you down, down, down.

Now, it wasn't explicit or anything but would you want your 8 year old sister going around the house singing that?

You can listen to the rest here. Please be advised she can't sing. She's completely edited and you will waste 3 minutes and 5 seconds of your life that you will not be able to get back.

One more Disney star down!

-Sophia

P.S. If you would like to spend 3 minutes and 5 seconds of your life or more on in a better way, here are a few worth while things to do:

1- Listen to Expectations by Jensen Keets here. If you want to be blown away for 3 minutes and 41 seconds.

2- Go outside and do a few sit ups.

3- Go to Free Rice and feed a hungry family.

Well, it's not like I went blonde!!

Some people are identified by a certain ability, or a character trait, or their appearance.

I fall into the later category.

People know and recognize me by my hair. Yeah, they remember my personality, or my jokes sometimes, or the stupid things I do. But if not for my insane intense locks, I'm pretty sure they would not remember me the same way.

Not so anymore, not so.

I went and straightened it all.

Yes I did, world, yes I did.

Of course, I have done it before, with an iron and a blow drier. But this time, I actually, really, honest to goodness, almost forever permanently did it. Brazilian Keratin and 6 1/2 hours in the salon (it's a good thing I love my stylist) reduced me from a lion to a Maltese. I am not kidding.

This is what I used to look like

These are the intelligent, powerful, independent women I used to identify with

Not anymore, dear readers.

Now I am one of them.

What's wrong with her lips???

Notice how they all look the same?

Oh God. Now I can shop and gossip and flirt and all the other stuff I hate and condemn with other girls my age.

There is only one word to describe me now.

SELLOUT.

Yes, because here's the best part.

I like how my hair turned out. I like not having to use half a bottle of conditioner, and spend thirty minutes combing out my hair every morning (you better know I'm exaggerating), I like being able to wake up in the morning and seeing my face, not the massive main on my head. I like being able to go outside in this wretched weather, and not have to worry that I will end up resembling Einstein if I do. I like cutting how much product I use in my hair by 99%.

Heck, I think I love my new hair. Not as much as my curls, but I like change. A lot, by the way, as long as it doesn't affect the course of my life. And I doubt this will. If it does, at least it will make a good post, right?! Right?!?

Oh, whatever. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts (three months, I was told). I stress too much. For once, I'm going to chill, and be okay with being normal like everybody else. I will relax.

Let's see how long that lasts.

-Maria T.