Yes that’s right, we have just discovered Doris Pico (see above picture for upclose viewing). This is the newest species to have joined the Pokemon World. She has a number of attacks, Chocolate attack, Hidden Mean Attack, and the Cute to Death Attack. Many people are decieved by Doris Pico’s cute apperance at first, but DON’T BE! Doris is a dangerous pokemon on the prowl and will take a bite of you at given moment. Ok really, this post isn’t going to be devoted just to doris pico but it was a joke that I couldn’t pass up. **editor’s note: though I am trying to get a round suitcase and paint it white and red for her to fit in.**

Hey if you are in NY, check out this movie that just came out, The Motel. It looks really cool and I want to see it. Also, this singing group At Last, yes I know I’m behind the times -> but that’s why you love me right? Check it out, they are pretty good and they have some music that you can listen to on the site. All A/PIA. Of course. Do you know me at all

All right. Onto the real post. Anyways, the other night I was looking in the mirror, as one is apt to do when one knowns one is alone with the mirror: Up Close & Personal. So I was looking and searching for the usual spots when I found something! No it wasn’t a blemish, pimple, acne, blackheads, whiteheads, rash or any other thing. It was a MOLE. Another one. Honestly, I don’t konw where these things come from and how do they grow but I’ve had enough. If you haven’t notice, I HAVE MANY MOLES. I feel like I should just wear a sign at this point. The only ones that I was born with were the ones on my cheeks. But the other ones, have slowly grown in. The one under my eye brow that kind of looks like a beauty mark, no I don’t take it off every night before I go to bed. It grew in sometime during Jr. High. URGH. And you know what my grandpa said to me when he saw me in Nov in China? “You know, you can get your moles removed, you’re grandma did some of hers.” Why thank you very much, yes let me agree with you, my moles are ugly. Ahhh dear.

I don’t totally hate my moles, but I’m afraid that one day I’ll wake up and my face will be covered in moles. And I do enjoy them, the one on my hand matches my other grandfather’s who has already past away. Ok this is going somewhere, really.

But I was thinking last night, Moles are such an interesting thing or bodily marks. I guess it’s interesting how easy people are willing to alter themselves because they aren’t happy with them. Like eye lid surgery or removing muscels in your calf so it will be slimmer. Or plastic surgery. I remember my swim coach in HS was always tanning and he was like this dark golden brown. And we all were like that’s so unhealthy, you’ll look sogross when you grow old. And he’s like Plastic Surgery baby. And I’m like when did it become some sort of easy solution you know? I’m unhappy and so I just find an easy fix. I think that it’s in my nature to want to solve it myself, without others involved with it. I also am one not to take the easy path…stupid but true. So I guess that means I live with my moles

Anyways, not much has been going on in my life. I’ve becoming a work and lsat studying hermit. Not bad for my life at this point. Recently my best friend that I’ve known since 1st grade called me to see how I’ve been doing. About HS time we kind of drifted apart but we still kind of kept in touch, once a year phone calls and such. But I have a feeling it’s going to pick up. She’s getting married in November. This is the women I grew up with, this is the girl I had sleepover with, played sports with, painted hats with, walked to elementary school with her. She was my first singing partner outside of my family as we belt out the little Mermaid. We had crushes on the same boys and in so many things, she was my foil. I’m getting freaked out.

Alright, moving quickly on to the next topic, it’s freaking me out. ANyways. So as many of you know, I’m taking a Lsat class. It’s costing more than I would like but it is really a helpful course. But I realized something yesterday, after 5 lessons that the class is mainly consisted of A/PIA and white. There is one african american, but she’s an immigrant, sooo yeah. This class just seems to be another example of the perpetuation of priviledge. Really only people with money could take this class and it’s one of the best classes around, so it improves people with money’s scores and then they go to law school and then they have kids and spend lots of money to make them sucessful too. Life sucks. Man, it kind of pisses me off. I wonder if the class has a way to give scholarships or discounted fees. I wish they would, but they are just a program in for the profit….sigh.

On that sad note, I end. Do you guys believe that fairy’s exist?