I just finished my FAFSA for 2009-2010. Although of course I will still have to wait a bit to finish sending it out to ALL of my schools but that's a whole nother snore-worthy story that I'm sure would only decrease our blog view down to negative counts if possible. UNLESS there's people who actually wanna know more about the college process but we have counselors for that now don't we?
Speaking of which, I am installing a NEWER and more updated version of PhotoShop. yayaaa. (^-^).
So enough of the stalling,last week (finals week, oh sweet Jesus save our GPAs)Doris and I were IMing each other as usual and we found some pretty funny stuff online while browsing American Apparel store. They've been known to pick some pretty strung out looking models (NOT trying to be offensive since its cool they sell stuff without all the sweat-shop-magigg)and some of them are so "wtf-thoughts" inducing we can't help but share them with our audience here today...that is...whenever there a viewer is idly sitting in front of their computer oogling this page on their screen.
so Lo! behold.
warning: contains contents that may not be appropriate for children under the age of 10. screw 13, even 11 years old knows how to make babies.
Sad...nuff said
Doris (2:38:36 PM):her nipples are still painfully visible
yes, we love to make fun of things, but we're nice enough not to expose their identities if we could help it.
While we were living out our midterm(finals) week Jan 26-30, 2009, Doris started to feel so anxious she was actually stressed enough to type this
Doris (8:13:43 PM):i just need someone to hold me and be like "It's okay Doris, I haven't studied for APUSH at all."
Of course, that person isn't me. And I don't hope of it to be either, we're not on that *does dramatic circling motioning to indication level* level of intimacy. We both acknowledge each others personal space. Though she told me before that I'm probably (one of?? the) only friend(s) who she doesn't exchange hugs with regularly upon meeting or leaving.
Also, to anyone who actually READS our blog, we'll be having more new blog entries up about making some delicious soup, an DIY organizer to keep your stuff neat and organized, and other neat stuff!
-is what Doris said. Yes, We were planning out other interesting blog entries that we could make.
Food does so happen to be one of them.
Doris and I were talking about making some scrumptious foods and we decided we're going to make a procedural video on it. As a matter of fact, that's actually what's going to happen today.
Our Oh, soDelish~ menu (for our to-be-made-foods).
Cream of Mushroom Soup
Chicken Adobo
French Onion Soup
We're making Cream of Mushroom today and hopefully some of that chicken~
We're saving the french onion soup perhaps for next week.
We should really make a darned compilations of recipes and procedures to all of the good homemade food we've made so far.
We've also had some ideas about making our own staged reality show. called "Dooby to Dashing"
if the idea is feasible and we really do make it, we'll be sure to tell you folks out there and we'll be hitting up with a snazzy new trailer. We're hoping for the Show to be complete with episodes.
As for, "what the hell is Dooby?" Its a term Doris made up for a type of people. We refer to them as Doobs. We later found out that Dooby sounds just like and is spelled almost like the word Doobie, which is slang for a joint. Doris has made and defined the term for us right here, in parts, revised by me.
DOOB
Noun-Doob, Noun/Adjective-Doobiness, Adjective-Dooby
-Noun-Doob
1. A person characterized by awkward social skills, lack of confidence, and above all, a lack in style and charm.
"if someone offered to hold me right now [with the exception of the doobs] i'd take the muthafuggin offer"
2. A person with a cring-worthy physical presentation of one self due to misjudgement in taste and decisions. Usually accompanied by awkward social skills, lack in confidence and above all, a lack in style and charm.
"we were already in a bad mood cus of those doobs to begin with"
3. A person who is Dooby.
"pshhh dooby asian foo"
-Noun-Doobiness
4. A person's uncharming,awkward and sometimes cringe-worthy physical presentation caused by a misjudgement in taste and decision.
"OWWW! my eyes! so. much. doobiness. D:"
-adjective-Doobiness/ Dooby
5. of pertaining to traits in awkward social skills, lack in confidence and of style or charm.
"though it gets dooby when he sings since it's just kinda strange to watch"
6. of pertaining to a lack in style and charm in terms behavioral or physiological attribution.
"the fist to the sky is still a bit dooby"
-adjective-Dooby
7. of pertaining to a lack of charm or awkwardness
"you know how he makes like 156487 different dooby sounds"
Usage: The dooby guy's doobiness makes him a doob.
Doobiness occurs most frequently asian males and caucasian males. There may be occasional appearances of doobiness other ethnic groups. It is more difficult to cure in afflicted males than females. Doobiness affects both the physical and social aspects of a person. He/she may look and/or act dooby.
While talking about waxes and gynecology visits, we got onto the subject as to...what would happen, if we had a MALE brazillian-bikini waxer. Deanna's thoughts: Only ONE man...I hope should see that area...
I'm okay with consummating my love before marriage IF I feel that it is "the time" *dramatic jazz hands* and we both get tested to ensure each other's safety but not to an excessive degree or with too many people. I'm sort of just hoping for ONE if that's possible. The horrors of STDs...and of course with today's world, who the hell REALLY acts like sex is THAT sacred anymore. I just don't see it. ):
Doris: "is it me or ____ always seems to have a boyfriend nowadays"
Deanna: "yeah, she seems like one of those girl that just can't seem to do wthout one"
Doris: "yeahhh"
Deanna: "yeahh ...hormones"
Doris: apparently ours only seems to increase our appetite." (for food)
and Charlize Theron is just effing sexy. Though Doris and I agree that we still love and admire Angelina Jolie. Die Pitt Die.
