Flow

WHAT IS GOING WITH THE FLOW?

And how on Earth do I do it?

Okay.

It's not like you've heard about the issues I have with being normal so many times that you've begun to lose count. As we all know, that's a topic I have no interest in dwelling on.

Ha.

If only that were the truth. Then, perhaps, this blog would have a lot more followers.

Oh well.

Another day in the life of Nicole means another day full of uttering weird things that probably make zero sense in the minds of others. I must admit though, I keep even myself on tip toes with all of the silly things that come out of my mouth. However, to be quite honest, I don't believe that's a good thing.

Typically I am around my friends, so the words I say can easily be brushed aside, if too weird, or out of context. Yet lately, I have been spending time with people who make me nervous. The nervous feelings, in turn, cause me to say those odd things more frequently. And people who make me nervous are those with whom I do not spend much time, because well... they make me nervous. Isn't it obvious? These nerve-inducing folks can be anyone from someone I admire to a teacher that scares the pants off of me. I will not tell you which group of people I am dealing with, in case that person is reading. I don't want life to be even more awkward that it already is.

Which I'm pretty sure I've already failed at due to the fact that I included the sentence above.

Ugh.

Anyway, moving on! How in the world do I stop saying weird things? It's not that I don't want to be myself... I really, truly love myself and my quirks, but what I am dealing with isn't just me being silly. It's practically word vomit that cannot be stopped because my brain is not controlling it. In fact, I don't know what is controlling it. Perhaps someone is trying to sabotage my life, and therefore finds a way to put words into my mouth that I do not there. Yes, that makes perfect sense! I'm sure there is some kind of technology available that would allow it to be possible.

Or maybe I'm sabotaging myself? It seems to happen on a frequent basis, and the only variable that stays the same in these relationship equations happens to be me. Maybe subconsciously, I don't want to these people to respect me. Perhaps, deep down, I am so scared of them that I want them as far away from me as possible because I don't want to deal with the fact that they are challenging me to grow.

Nahhhh.... that's definitely not it! :P

Why is life so complicated and yet not complicated at the same time? Human emotions make everything ten times worse! If I could just not feel and become a success-seeking, awesome robot, then I'd be okay. I'm tired of this emotional roller coaster ride!

RANT OVER.

Reasons Why

REASONS WHY 

HOCUS POCUS IS THE 

SCARIEST (BUT STILL THE BEST) 
HALLOWEEN MOVIE  

EVER 

1. These witches aren't the type of magic-wielders that we are used to in this generation. Instead of the soft-spoken, pre Order of the Phoenix Harry Potter that we all know and love, these witches are sour, rude, and to be honest, a big dose of PURE EVIL. I mean, anyone who wants to kill/harm children just to become young again has a bit of a problem. To me, they are even worse than Lord Voldemort. Now he wanted power, so it's no surprise that he started killing people and tried to instill fear in individuals. That is the usual path villains take in order to fulfill their dreams of ruling the world. These gals weren't longing for power and money... They wanted to be beautiful and live forever. And how must they fulfill that wish?

 2. They use song and dance to lure you in... Then they GET YA! To me, this is the cruelest form of deception that I have ever come across. The one thing that I, and many others, love with all their hearts and Winnifred, Sarah and Mary have defiled it! These crazy witches use soothing melodies to lull you into a false sense of security, only then to suck out your life source after making you drink a disgusting (I presume) potion full of toes from a dead man. Perhaps if they weren't so hip and couldn't carry a tune, then this wouldn't be a problem? However, when you've got the vocals of Bette Midler on your side, you know you've got the power to win. 

 3. Now onto the less scary things and onto what makes this Hocus Pocus the best Halloween movie ever made. I've got one word for you that doesn't need much explanation (although I'll give it to you anyway). DANI! The annoying little sister who proves to be absolutely hilarious, adorable and who has a level of sass equivalent to that of an independent black woman who doesn't need no man. She embarrasses Max on many different occasions but to be honest, instead of being thought of as a brat, she should be awarded many cookies. I think that she has every right to make him look like a fool.

Seriously, here she is, eight years old and is totally uprooted from the life that she used to know, to move to Salem. While Max is in the same situation, he doesn't handle it quite as well as Dani does. Sure, we don't know what exactly Max left back home (a lovely lady? his best friend Chuck? his championship chess team that had finally named him captain?) and we can't exactly speculate. However, I just believe that he is just a silly pessimist who needs to learn to appreciate life a little more.

Dani keeps his self-pitying from turning into a bigger problem than it already is. Plus, she's very quick on her feet. Especially when dealing with the paranormal. Love her!

 

 

(I just couldn't help myself! She's too good!)

 4. The black cat is actually a human that was turned into an animal. And he's not bad luck. In fact, he's extremely good luck and makes sure that the witches are sent back to the bottomless black pit where they belong. Zachary Binx is quite possibly the best character in this whole movie, aside from Winnifred Sanderson. I mean, his dashing good looks (whilst human) paired with an incredibly sarcastic sense of humor equals perfection. And although he was turned into the cat and couldn't save his little sister, I believe that he handled those witches quite well. I mean, in the end, the Sanderson sisters were defeated. If you don't call that a success then I hope that you will take it upon yourself and light the black candle. I would love to see how you handle three crazy, but beautiful, witches who snack on children's souls. 

5. You know how I mentioned earlier that Dani had sass? Well... a lot of the characters in this movie have just as much sass, if not more.  (It really is just a sassy movie. Perhaps this happened because it was directed by Kenny Ortega. Who knows?)

The Zombies have sass:

The Sanderson Sisters have sass: (But mostly Winnifred)

 

Thackery Binx has SO much sass: (but unfortunately I couldn't find any GIF's to support that claim. So please enjoy one with Salem from Sabrina the Teenaged Witch, who looks the same and deals with witches all the time, just like Thackery.)

6. One thing that should be frightening us even more than the sisters' need for the souls of children, is the fact that Winnifred, Mary and Sarah's hair is always absolutely perfect. I do not understand the styles which they have chosen, however, I have a lot of respect for them. Though they go through quite a journey during that Halloween night, not a single hair falls out of place. They get into screaming matches, cross a black river that turns out to be a road, get showered by the burning rain of death, try to harm Max, Thackery, Alison and Dani multiple times, end up on the city's transportation system with a very creepy guy, fly around on vacuums, and much, much more! It's a wonder how they can keep everything so in tact. Perhaps black magic isn't the only thing that Book holds. 

 7. While we are on the topic of spell books... I would just like to note that I have never EVER seen a book as creepy as Winnifred's. Seriously! Made out of human skin and contains the most evil spells in the existence of spells. Just saying that aloud gives me the chills. Not to mention that it glows when you open it, so that you could never hide from those sisters, especially if you think it's a good idea to fight black magic with black magic. IDIOTS. Anyway, am I the only one who thinks it was odd for them to display her book in the museum? I'm not sure if the people of Salem really believed in it  or not, but if they did, don't you think they would want to burn that book? Or bury it six feet under? Whoever said to not judge a book by it's cover obviously never saw this one.

There are so many reasons as to why Hocus Pocus is the BEST Halloween movie out there, however, I wouldn't have the time to mention them all. You would be reading for days, if not weeks. I hope that you enjoyed this blog post and that you stay tuned for more!

A Hundred Different Directions

I should really update this blog more than I do. However, it's been quite hectic in my life, as of late, and although I may have some free time, I'm not exactly good at managing that time. In fact, I should be studying, or reading, or doing something that would boost my GPA instead of demolishing it, right now.

But alas, I am here, trying to think of something interesting to write about. You would think that because I am busy, it would mean my life is full of cool stories to tell all of you lovely people about. Unfortunately, it is not. Most of the time, it's one big, never ending circle in which I procrastinate, fall behind and then hurry to catch up again. Most of the time I do not, and I realize that I'm not really doing things well in my life. I have so many opportunities, yet tend to fly by the seat of my pants and hoping for the best. I've fallen into bad habits and I'm not trying as hard as I should be.

I'm constantly exhausted and I'm throwing myself in a hundred different directions. How in the world am I supposed to do things well? I'm doing too many things, if you ask me. Perhaps if I were to cut down on the amount of activities I am participating in, then would I no longer be a flake who isn't doing much of anything that is special? Maybe then I could come to appreciate and learn the music I am currently studying. Perhaps then I could be the best VPM that Sigma Alpha Iota has ever seen?

Right now I feel behind in life. I'm studying something I used to love, I don't really have a passion for it anymore, and yet I have no idea what I would be doing besides music. I still love it, but now I'm more discouraged than inspired by it. I don't believe that is how it is supposed to be. I'm tired of feeling this way, but I have no idea how to shake it. This certainly feels like a quarter-life crisis and I'm not too fond of it.

Is there any way to break free from these habits? Is there any way to stop writing about the same thing over and over again, and finally give you poor folks something new to read about? Because seriously, this is the only topic that I can seem to write about...

Maybe one day you'll get a post that is actually interesting and new! For now, I must stick to what I know.

Embarrassed.

UTTERLY EMBARRASSED

 

Sometimes I make a complete fool out of myself.

....

Alright. Let's be honest here. 

That sometimes should be crossed out and replaced with 'Every day'. 

I seriously believe that the ability to act appropriately during normal human interactions is a foreign concept to me. Though people don't hate me, I am not exactly easy to deal with. I'm over the top, happy go lucky and just all around insane at times. Making people laugh is my number one goal in life, I've come to notice, so I do just about anything to cause a chuckle. I may be hilarious, (what can I say? When you got it, you got it), however, it can get to be a little too much for others. When they don't understand where I'm coming from, or if they have just met me, I am seen as weird and someone they should stay away from.

And that, my friends, really sucks.

Yet... With what may possibly be my worst habit EVER, I have lost friendships, made life awkward and caused drama that didn't even need to exist. That habit is something I'm not proud of. I just can't keep my mouth shut when I truly admire a person of the opposite sex. 

I get extremely giddy when they are around and I start to come up with the scenarios of how perfect life could be if things were to work out. Many a girl does the very same thing, so I shouldn't feel bad. But once mixed with my silly attitude and my worry-wart tendencies, you have a recipe for disaster. I become clingy, too talkative about the situation, and freak people the heck out. And if you have experienced this awkwardness, I am genuinely sorry. I never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable. It's just a bad habit that I just can't seem to break.... Haha.

But on a more serious note... I really wish I could just stop being this way. It not only causes the person I admire a bit of discomfort, but it causes me a lot of pain when it doesn't work out the way I had planned. I then start to examine myself, and nitpick at everything that I may think is wrong. At this time, I tend to forget that life goes on, that it's a lesson to be learned, and that not everyone is going to like me like that. I'll admit... It's going to take a very special person to handle me. But, when that day comes (if it is meant to be!) then, it will be glorious. 

God made me this way for a reason, I feel, and it's gonna be tough to go through this time and time again. But He has me in the palm of His hand. I just wish I would stop forgetting that. I truly need to stop focusing on such petty things and put my eyes on the prize. What would Jesus do? How can I glorify God in ALL of my actions? Those are the things I should be worried about, instead of something so childish as wondering if a guy likes me or not. It doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things!

Reasons Why:

REASONS WHY 

MY SISTERS DISLIKE ME AND ARE EXTREMELY JEALOUS OF ME

1. My sisters and I love to eat. Jackie is more like me in her habits and will eat pretty much anything. She isn't picky like Shelby. My middle sister would rather live on an elf's favorite food groups: Candy, Candy Cane, Candy Corn and Syrup. Although she is a little brat, (I mean... what??), she loves to consume every thing that is sweet. Jackie won't pass up a sweet treat either, especially when that sweet treat is pudding. While Shelby prefers vanilla, Jackie is more of a chocolate-vanilla swirl fan. I happen to have no preference and eat any pudding that I happen to see in front of me. This proves to be a bit of a problem when I'm visiting them and I happen to feel a little hungry. If I'm only craving a snack, I will go straight for the pudding. And they don't like that. They don't like that one bit.

(I couldn't help but post this. Don't judge me. I love Supernatural. And Dean. And also, pudding).

2. Everyone knows that I'm the smartest child. I've always gotten the best grades and I pride myself on doing well in school. It's the greatest form of success that I've ever been able to be a part of. Sure, you may say that grades aren't everything, but I'd have to disagree on some levels. If you don't get good grades, then free money for college is basically impossible unless you are some awesome magician who can persuade scholarship committees to feel sorry for you and give you money even if you never tried in school. My sisters do not find joy in school, nor are they magicians. Perhaps studying and test taking doesn't come as easy to them as it does to me. It's not too far-fetched to say that I stole all of the smart genes when it came down to it.

Don't get me wrong... my sisters are smart as well. But not as book smart. Not a bad thing, of course, but I know that they sometimes wish they could have my skills. They wish that they could be able to pass a subject and not have to study. I don't blame them. My skills are pretty killer, if I do say so myself.

3. When people aren't as perfect and enchanting as you, sometimes it is better to just let them go on their merry way. However, what kind of sister would I be if I let Shelby and Jackie believe that they are doing great, when they could be doing so much better! Seriously, as an older sibling, I believe that it is my job to make sure the little ones do things correctly. I obviously know everything and am the best at anything I try to do, so why shouldn't I tell them how it should be? I don't know why it makes them so mad when I correct them or do things better than them, but it just does. Maybe they're jealous? If so, I don't really blame them. I mean, look at me.

(Why thank you, kind stranger. I suppose I am!)

4. Ever since we purchased Just Dance, the number of dance competitions in my house has rose about 100%. And if my sisters didn't know I was a better dancer before, they have to know now. When I bust a move, those around me just can't handle my skills. Shelby and Jackie get flustered since my footwork is so spot on, and they start to complain. They tell me I'm cheating, or say that the game is rigged in order to explain my winning. Let me just tell you... Just Dance can sense a fantastic dancer with no more than a touch of a button. You can't fake talent, or skill, especially if it a skill of this nature. YOU CAN'T TOUCH THIS.

5. If you have known me for more than five minutes, you will know that I worry WAY too much. I constantly think about every bad thing that could happen and freak out, even if nothing ends up happening. I just can't help it. I've been this way since birth and I have no way to change it. Since my sisters are very near and dear to my heart, I usually am worrying about them, no matter the time of day or if they are in Reno or Spring Creek. I don't want anything to happen to them, because I don't know what I would do with myself if they were gone. Not only would I lose the girls whom I make fun of, but I would also lose my best friends. I just couldn't handle that.

However, although you may see this trait of mine as sweet, my sisters are thoroughly annoyed by my worry. I call them at all hours of the night, just to make sure they are alive. At that point, I'm sure they would rather be sleeping than answering my frantic phone calls. I am constantly acting like a mother to them when they are with me. I tell them what they can and can't do, and both of them roll their eyes at me. I probably won't be a very nice mom, I have come to believe thanks to their reactions to my mom voice. Whatever... I'm not here to be liked by my children. I'm here to love them and take care of them and make sure they are awesome! Same with my sisters.

7. Now, this is probably a weird reason to jump to after I talked so much about worrying about my sisters. Yet, there are times when I choose sleep over my sisters. Over hanging out with them, over talking with them, over thinking about them.... I just really, REALLY enjoy sleep. It's not that I care any less about Shelby and Jackie, but sleep is freakin' important. And glorious. And you don't want me to lack any sleep, or else I will become a mean witch in the morning. I need my beauty sleep, whether that means I'll see my sisters or not.

8. My teeth are very sharp and when I try to bite them, they don't like it. You may be asking, 'Why in the world would you bite them?' Well, to answer your question, I have to defend myself somehow! Because they are overrun with jealousy, they have been known to attack me from time to time. I don't know what they believe they will accomplish by attacking me, or hurting me, but I end up showing them who is the tough one of the family. I use my pearly whites as weapons because my sisters don't ever expect me to do so! So I catch them off guard... It really is an ingenious plan, if I do say so myself. However, if you choose to use your own teeth as a weapon, make sure you're willing to have a weird taste in your mouth for a while. People taste yucky!

Bad poetry

BAD POETRY

 

Ah.... Dead Poet's Society. What Robin Williams' character says here is true, yet in my case, my words aren't world-changing ones. My words can make you laugh and brighten up your day, but I doubt that they will change the world. They are petty and about things that don't matter. But still awesome. :P I am hoping to make this a series, however, it may get pretty annoying since I'm terrible at writing poetry. I hope you guys enjoy sub-par writing, because that is what this post is all about. Let me know how you feel about this! 

 

P.S. The last two writings are from a week ago when I was in Portland. Katie and I went to a little writing get together before a Poetry slam. It was legit :)

 

Limmericks are fun when you write them about life situations.
In my life, I get quite confused,
‘Specially when I have been used
By boys, who are dumb,
They make me so glum.
By their actions, I am not so amused

The One About Oatmeal
(I have no idea if this can even be considered as poetry. It doesn't rhyme, and the meter is all over the place. Oh well, I love oatmeal. And I like this... uh, poem thing, no matter what!)

Oatmeal

Uninteresting blobs of discolored oats

I like it

I love it

I want some more of it

But only if it’s maple brown sugar

I’m a habitual creature

As any human should be

I cannot go a day

Without eating bland oatmeal

It makes me feel in control

It makes for a healthy snack

I feel like a martyr for sacrificing flavor like that

Oatmeal

Who came up with the stuff?

Was it the Quakers?

Were they against flavor?

Why am I addicted?

Why don’t I stray?

Why, oh why don’t I break the hold

the scary guy on the box has on me?

I’d rather enjoy adventure.

Have I become a robot?

Am I old?

Do only old people enjoy oatmeal?

Horoscope

This month will be a series of heartbreak for you, Scorpio, but by now you probably shouldn’t be surprised. As a Scorpio, you tend to wear your heart on your sleeve and tell your life story to anyone and everyone who will listen. This type of behavior sabotages any real, lasting friendships you could possibly have, because most people would rather not deal with your drama. At least, they don’t want to deal with it upon their first encounter with you.

Be wary Scorpio. You can avoid this. You can make friends. Reveal your craziness in little bite sized pieces and they will be trapped for life.

Reasons Why:

REASONS WHY I WOULD LIKE TO BE 

A DISNEY PRINCESS

1. Bursting out into random song and dance is totally acceptable when you are (or will ultimately become) Disney royalty. These princesses' stories are never complete unless there are at least three musical numbers throughout the film, (although having more than that is highly encouraged). No matter when or where they burst out in song, everyone loves the princesses. No one ever gets annoyed at them. As my readers, I suspect that you probably know enough about me to realize that I could be the perfect Disney princess if it came down to how many musical numbers I could perform. Of course, since I haven't been approached by big time executives concerning my princess career, I am beginning to sense that there is a lot more that goes into good princess-ery than singing and dancing. Bugger.

2. As we can see in Ariel's case, sometimes it is hard to catch a man. Especially when some evil witch steals your voice and you can't really do much but flaunt your body or make goo-goo eyes at the guy you like, hoping that he will understand your signals. Unfortunately, guys are so oblivious that they do not even realize what you are trying to do. However, that is why most Disney princesses have little sidekicks. Like the Little Mermaid we know and love, I would really enjoy having sea animals that use song and dance to manipulate my crushes into loving me. I wouldn't have to lift a finger or speak a word to make him understand that I like him. I could just leave all the difficult work to my little friends.

However, it may not be difficult work at all, now that I come to think about it. Especially if this situation were to involve me, I know that I have been unsuccessful at all my attempts to find a relationship. The reason being? I'm silly crazy. I get a bit intense when I like a guy but I try to act all calm and collected. It never works. Because I am so worried that I will scare them away, I am not confident with any of my words so in most cases, they just come jumbling out. This, in turn, scares the guy away.

So, if I were to take away my voice and leave it to awesome animals, then finding a man would be a breeze, I suspect. I couldn't say stupid things that make the guy reevaluate their decisions. I wouldn't be able to make animal noises when there are awkward silences (because I do that and it's weird). My little furry (or crabby, if I were a mermaid :P) sidekicks would be able set the mood and serenade me and my guy, and I couldn't ruin it with my weirdness. I could just sit there and look gorgeous! Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. Ha.

3. For as long as I can remember, I have had to deal with tangled and unruly locks of dull hair. It's been a real terrible experience, especially after putting in hours of hair time but to no avail. It always looks like the same mess, no matter what is done with it. Disney princesses seem to never be plagued by these kind of problems, even if they live in the desert, under the sea or miles and miles away from civilization and hair products. These ladies don't have unsightly baby bangs that bunch around your forehead and temples, nor do they have to tame fly aways. Their hair is always unbelievably long, healthy, perfectly smooth and beautiful. As far as I know, this is not humanly possible. Even modern day princesses and celebrities have days where their hair does not like to listen.

Perhaps they use hair products and tools made specially for the Disney ladies? I suppose that brushing your hair one hundred times per evening is not enough anymore. Maybe I too should comb my hair out with a fork (A.K.A. Dinglehopper)? Will this help me to attain the healthy locks I have so long desired?

 

4. Unless you are starting off as Cinderella, your wardrobe is typically pretty darn cool. You never have to wear the same thing twice because you are a princess, dang it! The dresses that Disney princesses wear are most likely made out of the finest material, and are never over the top on the fashion side. Of course, they are over the top fancy!  Honestly, I have the most difficult time picking out outfits for myself. I feel as if I don't have a very good sense of style. Yet, if I was a Disney princess, I would have much better options brought in by experts (such as my Fairy Godmother) instead of having to trust Walmart for my fashion needs.

5. In my wide experience with Disney movies, it seems as if Princesses do a lot of sleeping. If my main duties in life were sleeping and looking pretty, life would be absolutely perfect and simple. I do not believe there is anything in this world that I love more than sleep. Well, besides food but that doesn't matter right now. If I were a princess, I would probably love sleeping more than food since it seems to me that most of these chicks are awakened by a kiss from a smokin' hot prince. Yeah, food would definitely lose the battle if I had a Prince Charming alarm clock. ;)

 

 

(Technically she is dead here... well, in a way. But who cares! It can still be considered as resting time).

 

 

6. My life hasn't been so successful in the relationship department, as you all know. While I am certainly okay with that and being on my own, it would be nice to have a win every once in a while when it comes to love. As a Disney princess, I would be unstopable. Even when things look bleak, they always get their prince in the end. It doesn't matter if a sea witch has murder on her mind, or if your father really hates the guy you love and is about to kill him. As a Disney princess, success is inevitable. Even being jarred awake from eternal sleep is possible as Disney royalty. Where there is a will, there is definitely a way. Love is a main theme in these stories, so it has to happen anyway. You just can't fight it. Well, unless you're Meirda. But she doesn't want love and that's weird. Sooooo... I'm not counting her in this.

(Yeah, yeah... she's not a real princess but she is gosh darn funny in Princess and the Frog. Plus, this is exactly what I would look like if I was dancing with a prince. Therefore, it works.) 

 

7. Who wouldn't want to be royalty? Seriously. Nowadays, princesses may ultimately have to worry about ruling a country when crowned Queen, but besides that tiny fact, it has to be a very awesome life. As a princess, your desires would only be limited by your imagination. Nothing is out of your reach, unless for some reason you don't happen to have a room full of riches that your family accumulated. That would definitely put a damper on things...

 

Golden crowns and jewelry become your favorite accessories. Furniture that belongs to royalty is most likely the absolutely best and most comfortable furniture that there is. I mean, I have no idea if that is true or not, but it just has to be. Why on Earth would a Disney princess deal with uncomfortable furniture? You could punish those who have become your enemies just because you are the leader of the country. That doesn't make it right... but it could still be fun. You would never lack food, and it would always be cooked by personal chefs. You would never have to lift a finger.

 

If your heart so desired, your life could be one big party with a little bit of responsibility thrown in when you have to take care of the country.

 

Being royalty encourages laziness. And I'm okay with that.

 

 

8. In every Disney story, there is some kind of adventure to be had. The stories of Disney princesses are no exception, to every little girl's pleasant surprise! Ariel goes on a journey where she changes from mermaid to human and loses her beautiful voice. Though not on her own accord, Belle is forced into a journey when her father goes missing and ends up finding something more than her provincial life. Rapuzel takes a leap of faith and escapes her tower in order to find the floating lights. On this adventure she finds out that she is capable of a lot more than her "mother" gives her credit for.

 

I want adventure. I want to live a life worth living. Like Belle, I feel trapped by my circumstances. I know that I am meant to do a lot more than what I'm doing.... but unlike Belle, I don't believe I will have to worry about my father getting lost in the forest. Therefore, I'm at an impasse. Perhaps I don't want adventure enough... I believe that is the case. I've gotten into lazy habits so that makes it easy to miss adventure. That has got to change!!!

 

 

 

9. When you do catch Princess Charming, not only would you have every material thing that your little heart desires, but also a lifetime guarantee that you will always be happy. As a Disney princess, your story ends with 'And they lived happily ever after,' not 'And then she died of natural causes'. I'm pretty sure that because they are associated with Disney, these princesses are more magical than normal women in royalty. In fact, I'm pretty certain that they will never die. Every time I visit Disneyland, the princesses seem to never age. Either this is achieved by magic... or lots of plastic surgery. Who knows? For my sake, I'm just going to believe that Disney princesses live forever... Which is all the more reason to become one. Who wants to get old? I don't have time to deal with wrinkles or greying hair or whatever else comes with old age...

 

All I want is my happily ever after!!!