Table For One.

As I have gotten older, I have drifted apart from my friends. A lot of it has to do with the fact that my friends are either in a different state or are in college. I have a few close acquaintances where I go to college and where I live, but I would never truly call the friends. I'm very picky when it comes to shit like that. Don't get me wrong, I'm a kind and accepting person, but I need to click with people to consider them friends.
Anyways, I have come to terms with being by myself about 85% of the time. I have no problem with that. I actually prefer to be by myself. It gives me time to think and relax. I go to work and school all day ever day, so when the weekend comes and I have no one to go see a movie with, I go by myself. Besides, there is always that issue of what a group of friends would want to see. One wants to see action, another wants to see comedy, while you are in the mood for horror.
Whenever I go to eat by myself, I always get odd looks. People looking over thinking, "Oh, poor thing. She is eating by herself, how sad." Do NOT pity me, I am enjoying myself. Listening to music or reading a book while drinking coffee in Starbucks or eating at Panera Bread. Don't judge me for being alone. I like it.

"What's wrong with you?" is a question most frequently asked by my friends or people I work with. What I mean, is why I am single and without a lover (haha). WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? Nothing is WRONG with me. I am a beautiful, outgoing and loyal woman!! I just don't have a boyfriend at the moment. I really want to stress this on all females in the world...YOU DON'T NEED A MAN TO MAKE YOU HAPPY!! That's what vibrators are for!! Just kidding, kinda. I'm happy being single. I'm only 19 years old (soon to be 20!!!) and have TONS of time in the world to let my freak flab fly.

So, if you see someone sitting by themselves at a restaurant or movie theater, don't pity them, respect them. They are brave enough to endure a few hours alone. Try it sometime, you might find out who you actually are.

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Kiss My Bikram Goodbye!

Okay, so about a week ago I decided to get off my lazy ass and put the fishy crackers away. I'm putting myself in a hole and becoming more and more depressed. I had heard alot about Bikram yoga, and decided to give it a try.

What is Bikram Yoga? you ask. Well, basically it's torture the first few times. You do a number of yoga poses in a room that has a temperature of 105 degrees and 40% humidity. All lasting 90 minutes.

When I first heard about it, I was so psyched for it. I love shit like this and I'm naturally really flexible and more into finding my "center" then running.  I got a week pass at the Bikram Yoga studio in my area for $20, which is a kick ass deal. I ended up only going once. Once was enough to make me never want to go again.

Right when I walked into the studio it was ice cold. It felt great. I had my towel in one hand and a dinkey water bottle in the other. The instructor told me to buy a yoga mate and a bigger water bottle. I followed orders. I walk into the "hot" room and mentally kick my own ass for getting into this. I hated the heat in that room already. Thirty minutes into the session, I'm dripping sweat, as are many others. I start to feel like I'm going upchuck all over my mat. I run out of the room into the ice cold room and sit on one of the benches with my head between my knees. The skinny bitch instructor comes out and forces me back into the room. I do as I'm ordered and do the poses for another 40 minutes  I start to feel sick AGAIN and leave the room, heading straight for the toilet and gagging into the toilet (nothing comes up). The instructor, who has a headset on and is still talking to the class, comes in and points me back to the room. I do as I'm told and stick it out for the rest of class.
IT WAS FUCKING TORTURE! Not for me.

I'm not telling you this to scare you, because when I got home and showered, I felt a lot better and had a lot of energy that day. I also felt clean.

A few of factors played into why my Bikram yoga experience sucked:

1. I woke up an hour before with nothing my my stomache. Usually, you should eat 2-3 hours PRIOR to the class. I hadn't eaten since about 8pm the night before...
2. I felt sick because I was VERY dehydrated. So drink TONS of water before and after. Especially if you are going to continue. You sweat out all the water you drink and you need to hydrate hydrate hydrate!
3. I was new, and the first two times (or so I hear) are really hard.

So make sure you don't end up like I did. Making a jackass out of yourself. I know alot of you are stronger then I am and can take it. I'm a pussy. :)

Advice From Me to You

ATTENTION ALL TWITTER FRIENDS! I want to make a special video today, all you need to do is ask me questions. You can tweet me the question or DM me if you want to remain anonymous to others.
You can ask me any thing, ranging from personal questions about me, or yourself. If you need advice, ask a question. I will see if I can help you in ANY way.

I love helping people, and I'm studying psychology at school. I myself, struggle daily with personal demons, but I would love to help you.

Example questions you can ask:
"What age is normal to have sex?"
"Is it weird that I don't have a boyfriend?"
"My friends make fun of me because ______, what should I do?"

You can ask me anything. I also do shoutouts if you would like me to. All you have to do is tell me after the question. Say "Give Shoutout". I will write your screename down on a card so everyone can see and follow you!!!


SO PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ASK ME QUESTIONS! I will post the video later, I'm giving you time right now to ask me questions. AGAIN, tweet me the question or DM me the question. It's up to you.

THANK YOU!!!! I love all my followers. :)

Oh SHIT!

Okay, so the past few days have been a blur, up until yesterday. Osama the motherfucker has been shot and killed. THANK GOD!
I'm not one to condone violence and I hate war, but when a man as horrible as Osama is killed, I'm okay with it. He not only killed millions, he lead others to follow suite. I hope he burns in hell next to Hitler.

Today, I was an idiot and acted like a five year old with her mother's cellphone...except I'm 19 and its my cell. Luc Carl had posted tweet that said "Forward all my calls to the Rainbow Bar. Be there for three hours" or something like that. SO, me being the idiot i am, called the Rainbow Bar. Here is how the call went:

Me:dials number
Girl:"Rainbow, how may I help you?"
Me:"I want to leave a message for Luc."
Girl"Ummmmm who?"
Me: sweating "Luc ....Luc  Carl"
Girl: "What is the message?"
At this point I have no idea what to say.
Me: "Tell him I hope he had a good time in Ohio and welcome to LA" ( i know cause i read the blogs)
Girl: "Is there a Luc here?"
I hear in the background "Me" and someone say "hangup on them!"
Me: Hangs up phone "SHIT!!!"

Okay, so after this I'm on a high. I tweet my little monster friends telling them what I had done. Luc DMs me (direct message) and I FREAK THE FUCK OUT. He tells me,

"I know. I was sitting here. I'm enjoying myself :) don't call back they're busy!"

At this point I feel like a piece of shit and don't want to be thought of as a stalker...cause I swear i thought others would call to. But what's done is done.

 

Then I was on my phone trying to DM him my apology, and I noticed I couldn't. So I assumed (you know what they say when you assume!) and made a HUGE deal out of him unfollowing me (or so i thought) and told him, "@luccarl unfollowed me, so sad!" and he tweeted me saying "@MonsterMaryRose you're so sweet :)"

 

 

So I am very very sorry Luc If I annoyed you in anyway. I swear I'm not really like this. I am a very respectful person, but for some reason my brain wasn't working today. Hope I didn't ruin your fun. :((

 

 

Shall We Dance?

This Video above is from one of my subscription on youtube. I love Marissa's dance style. She has a ton of different videos containg Lady Gaga's Choreography. SO LOOK AT THEM. She also teaches you step by step and helps you learn the dance moves that our Mother Monsters so gracefully does.
I personally have learned from Marissa (but i suck) and found it easy to follow to her. I used to do dance in high school. (well colorguard) and so I can keep up with the steps.
I want to improve on my dancing, but I get lazy. :)

College: Life in the Slow Lane

So its almost May and I will soon complete my first year of college (well, community college). I am so excited to be done. But of course that means I start summer school (one class) a month after. I have had a very interesting year. Lets do a brief summary:
Didn't know anyone, didn't talk to anyone my first semester. Got a D in ceramics (long story).  First day I drive to school, my car dies in parking lot (winning). Had a creepy stalker. Had a class at 6am on a Saturday morning.  Ditched math and still ended up with an A. Listened to Gaga all day. Drank tons of coffee.
So I have four weeks left and I really want it to hurry the fuck up. The classes I'm talking are: English50, Math 56, Reading 50 and the class that I only had to go two twice Corp. Education (credits for working). Such easy classes.
This summer I will be taking Child Psychology, so I can learn what made me so fucked up.

Also, I hate running. Thought I would listen to Luc Carl, nope. I sucked and hate it. Brings back memories of when kids threw rocks at me in gym. *sigh.
I will do the elliptical as always for one hour. :)

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Are you following me?

Okay, so if you know what Twitter is, then you know what it feels like when a famous person follows you. Its pretty much a big deal. I remember when Semi Precious Weapons followed me and I almost shit my pants. Its hard to explain how BIG that is to someone who doesn't have a twitter account. I was next followed by sexy sexy Luc Carl, then by Scissor Sisters followed shortly by Yoko Ono.
I didn't really have anyone to tell so I ran around my house yelling and screaming at my cat about it. Needless to say, I was fuckin excited.
My next goal is to have Lady Gaga follow me, its almost impossible. Only because she has 9.5 million followers. WOW! If you are reading this and have Gaga following you. IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU, really I am. I would be over zealous and crying. HA.
Maybe someday Ian Somerhalder will follow me...but he only follows people he actually knows. ICK. I hate when "stars" do that. Its like GET OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE!
Okay, I also recently gave $10 for Luc Carls Diabetes fund and I was the first to donate. HE FUCKIN TWEETED ME! so cool. Today ( in English class), I donated $10.69 (LOL) to the AIDS fund for him also. I love to give, especially to amazing charity's like this.

KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK TWITTER WORLD!!! And RT my post about my blog.