Paris Hilton Blog and Journals

I just got Repo: A Genetic Opera on dvd and wow! its mind blowing! if you dont own this already then get you're asses off the seat and go get it! For once i dare say, Paris Hilton was actully good in this film! as scary as she is with or without make-up!

SO much has been changing lately,

it seems as if every Fall, its out with the old and in with the new,

well now with my new bf things seem to be getting wierd, but it may just be because im paranoid, grrr, ya not gonna go into that...

but im fine ill deal with it, things will hopefully get better.

now im enrolled in college, im actually taking it online, im going to get my Bachelors Degree and Major in Fashion Merchandising.

yay... finally getting my life together.

Most people crave food, some crave boys.... I crave clothes!!!! true fact.

blah blah... i am so boring haha.

anyways i wanted to write a journal expressing my opinion and thoughts on this one subject that ive been thinking about for weeks now.

Fashion lately is so plain and boring, its the same thing everywhere, i used to think its just the small town where i live at {that things were only plain and boring here} but now i realize its everywhere.

Sometimes getting things plain and boring can be a good thing because it just gives you more of a reason to make it yourself, and accesorize it your way. but on the other hand MOST people will still end up looking boring and just like everyone else.

Everyone is unique in their own special way, but do we all have to conform ourselves all to look the same??? seriously. grrrr.

Its ridiculous how now so many celebrities are coming out with new lines, clothing/perfume lines.

i think most people do it because of this whole beccoming a fashion designer fad or to have the label of being a "fashion designer", it kinda upsets me because whoever it is will have gorgeous outfits in life but their designs are so plain.

For example Miley Cyrus, i personally love all of her Hannah Montana clothes,

so i would expect her lines to be kinda inspired around that style-ish. But they arent, they are just normal type stuff that would blend in with the rest of the racks at the store.

no offense to her or anything.

at least with Selena Gomez's line it has her style incorporated with it.

I will admit i love Brittney Spears and Paris Hiltons perfumes, so that is talent right there, hahahaha, but stillll.

I could understand with how shitty our economy has been lately that everyone wants to make "come-backs" and "lines" out for everything to make money,

but its like if there isnt any talent with those lines, its not worth it, even tho most people will just buy it for the name on it.

But it just makes all the underdogs with tons of talent have to work so much harder grrrr.

I know im probably nowhere even close with my designing,

but i am talented compared to a lot of the "fashion designers" out there,

i mostly do it for fun, cuz im veryyyy passionate about it, even tho i will be getting a photographer soon so i can "model" some of the clothes/handbags/accessories that i have made. and maybe come out with a new line on ebay or something haha.... just to make some money to help pay for school... i dont know... probably not, but who knows anymore.

anyways, thats it for now, i might add more later and some pics too,

xoxox

Mercade Ariel

{i dont know why i have been going by my middle name lately, weird cuz ive always hated it}

yay.
dainas feelin happy.
turns out, im not just gettin a new carpet
im getttin new wallpaper.
much needed if i may say.
it has biro'd lyrics on it and many tears.(courtesy of ivan. the brother by the way.)
ive asked them just to get plain white wallpaper,
and lots of different coloured paint
letting the renton loose in a white room with paint?
is that SAFE?

ima put a different print on each wall.
scene diamonds on one, bats on one, knuckle dusters and stars on one, and massive cupcakes on the biggest.
yeah im that freakin cool.
and all this work WILL be worth it. as they will be the perfect backgrounds for all the wonderfully shit pictures i have planned.
i REALLY need to find something better to do, but until that fateful day, my life will revolve around photography and pointless vanity.
i have to say though, ill miss colouring in the tiny flowers on the bottom half of my walls.
and getting massive splinters and glass (wtf? from WHERE?!) in my feet.
my feet are like a shield of steel. batfink ftw.
well, its usually my hips. i cant push people across ROOMS with my hips.
hell yeah.

i mentioned pictures i had planned.
here are some picture albums i had planned.
(on bebo i organise them into albums, like rubix romance, paper gangster-lady gaga inspired- purple tears-lady gaga inspired, etc etc)
so, more.
Baby GaGa (put on severe hold til my hair grows as long as hers so i can dye it blonde again.)
Knicker Bocker Rocker.
Bloody Valentine (basically half naked and caked in fake blood)
Cupcake Revenge. (the generally better follow up to cupcake murder.)
KandyKunt - sorry lads, no severe nudity of THAT nature, just a shit load of candy.

thats all i can remember for now.
god i have such a SAD life.
i guess i just love taking my pictures.
when your grounded, you gotta have something to keep you going.
how long have i been grounded now?...3..4..years?
im with friends here and there.
not too bad when you get used to it.

id love to be an alternative model.
but models have a use by date.
and with these teeth, im going nowhere.
but still, the mind has no limit, i can grow old with knowlege.
so maybe id do alt modelling in any spare time UNTIL i get my career.
im dying to get inside the criminal mind.
i used to want to be a forensic psychologist. (english; cuts open dead people to see how they died for a living)
but actually having people to talk to (fucked up or not)
would be good for me.
and plus, chances are, half of them would have fuck all on me.

if being a murderer was legal, and a job, id take it.
if prostitution was legal....ha, i wouldnt. AIDS WAITING TO HAPPEN!
porn star though, fuck for money and go real far? (as my friend halley says)
id do that as a REAL last resort.
but i dont have the breasticles for it.
especially sinse one of em has a real UGLY scar.

speaking of scars.
ive got 2 on my face. one big one above my lip (falling down stairs)
one on my forehead. (falling down stairs)
one boring one on one of my knuckles (cant remember)
4 tiny, barely noticable ones on my left breasticle. (will not mention the name.)
deep one of right breast (wont mention his name)
countless light ones on left arm (dont ask...)
one deep scar on left arm. (wont mention his name.)
2 semi deep scars on my left hip (long story.)
3 massive scars on my left leg (a cat jumping over my leg..long story)
1 kinda, dent on my left ankle. (fighting)
1 deep scar on my right knee (from sitting on a HAIRCLIP on zoes bed.)

i think that MIGHT be it. for now....

so, as promised. My daily Rant...

Daina's Daily Rant.

Paris Hilton

*said in mocking tone*

''T-T-Y-L''

no paris, you won't be talking to me later cause im gonna cave your thick skull in if i hear your voice again.

shes the spawn of the hiltons. some hotel owners or something.

she does some lame TV show about being a spoiled pleb working a decent living. epic.

now, shes making tv shows like 'paris hiltons brittish best friend'

right, so let me get this straight....

your making, a competition...for your friendship?

id enter and get into the finals just to beat her to within an inch of her life, then say, *in the same mocking tone* T-T-Y-L*

then shoot her in the FACE! yeah...see ya in hell bitch.

i mean, what kind of an idiot spends all that money on shows which no one really watches? i better all the competetors are ACTORS! 'i wanna make sure i can trust them.' what they gonna do GET A LIFE?! oh no, we cant have that. i dont understand why people idolise her, shes some spoilt bitch, and thats how she got her fame.

trying to start a music career. 'stars are blind?'

so are you if your wearing THAT get up.

id rag dolly her about anyday.

however, she appears in this play 'REPO; The Genetic Opera'

as a dominatrix like..something.

i like her in that. cause of the obvious fact i like her dress sense and black wig.

still, she needs shot.

as usual, a shit rant.

i blew my nose earlier and it felt like my ears blew up.

to worsen the situation my brother is playing with my future phone (which has this app on it that makes artificial farting noises, my mother finds it hysterical) and hes doing it RIGHT IN MY FUCKIN EAR! then laughing and spitting all over me.

i swear that boy will be the death of me.

i like that saying.

ima use that.

im eating cheese. with some macaroni. love cheese, its great.

its really windy outside, and rainning like hell. i like the sound.

i really wanna do brittains got talent, just for the hellovit. id love it, be SOOO nervous and terrified, but still id love it.

i reckon, as long as i can get past the audition, id be kept in by brittain for a good few weeks,

that may be cocky but...hmm. i dont know what id do.

id dance obviously. have to do a lady gaga number. or id play piano and attempt to sing.

if i was to do any song on piano there, itd be brown eyes, lady gaga, or missed me by the dresden dolls, both of them of course, dedicated to...well, he'll know who he is.

brown eyes; everything, could be everything, but everything is over. everything could be everything, if only i was older.

missed me...so much meaning as it plays in the background of that dream..

well, i dont think i can say much more.

my stomach has done nothing but rumble sinse last night. it talks more than me.

any who, ill go for now, until i can find something else to say.

23^rd July 09

 Miss. Hilton was still up at 2 in the morning making and planning the lessons she was going to do during with the students through the school day. Soon she was deep in the land of nod on her sofa.

 The students started to arrive and put their lunch boxes and coats on the peg with their name on. Most of them saying "hello" to Miss. Hilton. It wasn't long till her first lesson started which was about counting from one to ten. First of all she sat them down in front of her reading Yertle the Turtle by Dr. Seuss. All the children listened quietly with their legs crossed. Miss Hilton skimmed the children with her eyes and noticed James /Jimmy trying to look up her skirt. Matthew, the boy sat next to him nudged him in the side. Jimmy looked up and grinned innocently at her. She sent him to stand in the corner while she finished reading the book and set them their task and let Jimmy join in with the group.

 Soon the whole class was colouring in pictures of turtles that varied in size with the numbers from 1-10 on them. As Miss. Hilton walked around the room she saw a whole array of colours. Some turtles were multi-coloured, some normal and some coloured in very brightly. After about twenty minutes she told the class to stop. They did as she asked.

 "So who wants to put their number one on the number-line?" As soon as she asked all of the class' hands shot up in the air. One by one she picked out students to put on their number. One number from each group was picked.

 It soon was lunch for everyone. Sat round in a circle was Matthew, Zacky, Jimmy, Brain, Johnny, Rari (Zacky's best friend). They were all eating quietly. Across the room was Andy and Chris sat together eat their peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Matthew noticed them looking at him and his friends to he called them over and it wasn't long till they felt they were part of the group. Bored Matthew started to blow down the straw in his juice box. It started to fill up with air and the sound of bubbles popping inside amused him. Soon the juice went all over his face and down his top. Rari burst out laughing followed by the laughter of everyone else in the group.

 "Shut up it isn't funny." Matthew said wiping his face the best he could. No-one took any notice of him and continued to laugh as he started to sulk.

Ok I know I'm like really behind on this but I am catching up on them. There's only like a few to write then I'm all caught up. Im not going to write them for each day otherwise I will run out of ideas quickly.

Anyways I hope you enjoy this =)

okay, i have been watching paris hilton's shows since like...highschool? i think so, tell me how i am still addicted to her shows.  lol.  i just watched the finale to her new bff and i have to say...i love her even more. lol.  she acts like a princess but at the same time, she needs a bff so it kind of shows her sensitive side.  i dont know thats just me.

even though she is a tad bit older than me, i sort of feel like i have grown up with paris hilton.  i remember watching the simple life when she and nicole were besties, and thinking how much fun it must be to be paris hilton's friend.  she comes up with the wildest ideas.  now that she has kind of calmed down on being wrecklace and wild, so have i, and i still love her. lol.  i just think she is so cute.  her dream is to be a princess, and she's making it come true.

so can i say how thrilled i am that she picked stephen?!  i think he is def going to be perfect in her world, and his head is on straight enough that hollywood won't corrupt him.

that's my take on paris hilton.

love and rock n roll,

Dani

Being home has been refreshing. Just laying in my bed inhaling the scent of bath and body works lavender sleep spray mixed with Betsey Johnson perfume, is like ice on the cake of the makings of a relaxing day. I've watched about 2 1/2 hours of Paris Hilton on tv. Most of the people I know don't like her, but she is a person like everyone else. We all differ in many ways, and how people down talk her is down-right pety. Jealousy is a terrible thing. Deep down I look up to her in certain ways and she inspires me.

Last Friday I went to see The Ugly Truth with my best friend Kristina and Scott. Over half of the movie the 3 of us laughed out loud. It was brilliant and very enjoyable. Was worth all the time and effort it took for us to go see it.

Lately, I don't know what's been wrong with me. I love my family and friends. But things just seem to be repetitive and I feel like there is nothing in my power to stop it. I'm sure we all wish there was just some button we could press or magicly an answer to all our problems appears in our head. Or when we are to make a choice and there could be a big flashing arrow that in your head points you into the right direction. The sad thing is, we never know what choice is exactly the "right" choice. We just follow our heart or make the choice we feel is necessary to make. Gotta love life. :P

22^nd July 09

 Nervously parents stood dotted around the new classroom on which there children were going to spend the rest of the year. Each and every one of them thinking the same thing 'I hope my son/ daughter will fit in'. Of course the children weren't fazed by this. Most already making their selves known apart from one; Chris, standing holding onto his mother's skirt.

 Strutting into the room the teacher entered the room. All eyes landed on her, most of the mothers unhappy with what they saw. Making her way to the front of the room the blonde female wrote her name on the chalkboard which read "Miss. Hilton". Turning on her heel she faced everyone and skimmed the room with her eyes. "Hi everyone I'm Miss. Hilton and I will be taking you all for the year." She said addressing the children. The mothers looked at each other with the same expression on their face. Miss. Hilton saw and tried not to let it bother her and carried on with her introduction. "Today I would like to get to know you all and you guys to get to know me. And parents you are welcome to stay for the day until your child has settled in." She said with a friendly smile.

 Slowly the anxious parents started to calm down and leave their child seen as they saw they were beginning to make friends and settle in. As soon as Chris' mother left his eyes filled up with tears and then burst into tears, crying for his mother. Miss. Hilton made her way over to him and knelt down so she was level with him.

 "I want my mommy." Chris cried out.

 "I know you do but it won't be long until you see her again." She said trying to comfort him. Chris hugged her and continued to cry; simply she wrapped her arms round him and started to comfort him. It wasn't long till he calmed down. From the corner of her eye she saw a black hair boy named Andy standing on his own looking at Chris.

 "Why don't you go talk to that boy over there?" She said pointing at Andy. Chris shrugged. Miss. Hilton rose to her feet and held out her hand which Chris held and she led him over to Andy and left them to talk.

 "Hi umm...I'm Andy." He said nervously.

 "Hiya, I'm Chris." He said looking at his feet.

 It didn't take long till Andy and Chris became friends and were playing together. All over the classroom the children where sat in groups and making friends. Miss. Hilton looked around the room and smiled because the day had gone even better than what she anticipated.

 The parents started to arrive and pick up their child some going over to Miss. Hilton to see how their child was. All left with a smile on their and face and their child telling them how their first day at Kindergarten had gone.

Ok so I had this totally amazing idea for a story

But

I haven't got a name for it

Yet lol.

Characters: (Ignore the fact the pictures are like way older than what they are going to be in the story)

Name - Matthew Charles Sanders

Age - 3

Personality - Loud, trouble maker, mischevous

Role - Best friends with the children.

Name - James Owen Sullivan

Age - 4

Personality - Very loud, mischevous, hyperactive.

Role - Best friends with the children.  

Name - Zackary James Baker

Age - 3

Personality - Quiet around strangers, loud around his friends and family, extremly imaginative.

Role - Best friends with the children.  

Name - Brian Elwin Haner Jr

Age - 3

Personality - Random, loud, hyperactive but not as hyper as James.

Role - Best friends with the children.  

Name - Jonathan Lewis Seward

Age - 2 1/2

Personality - Cheeky, confident, loud, hyper.

Role - Best friends with the children.  

Name - Andy Sixx

Age - 2 1/2

Personality - Has ADD which explains everything. Shy at first.

Role - Makes friends with everyone.

Name - Chris Hollywood [idk his real las name]

Age - 2 1/2

Personality - Mommy's boy, nice, cheery, hyper, loud at times, hyper at times.

Role - Best friends with Andy and makes friends with everyone.

Rari Holleufer

Age - 3

Personality - Sometimes shy, funny, caring, loving.

Role - Zackary's best friend.

Name - Paris Hilton

Age - 23

Personality - Caring, nice, chatty, flirty with men.

Role - Kindergarden teacher

Plot:

Basically what's going to happen is that each day I will write a part to this and post it. It will be done as diary entries which will be done in 3rd person. It will be about what they guys do day to day.

I know it doesn't seem exciting but I have high hopes for this lol.

If your wondering what has happened to my other story I have been writing basically it has stopped because I cant think of the right things to put in. But I will tell you what was going to happen. Jade kept protecting Matthew but after a while Matthew gets cancer in the stomach, Matthew wants to get turned but Jade won't turn him. In the end the cancer spreads and he eventually dies. Yep that's basically it.

i find it funny that there are still sooo many people who dont know what a weave is, or are unaware of hair extensions. People send me comments all the time, that say "what is this weave that i hear you talking bout", or I'll be patting my weave at work since its itching, and people will be looking at me like i have 5 heads asking if im well. another thing is people always assume that if your hair isnt real then it has to be a wig. i try to explain the concept that a wig you can take off when you feel like it, while most extensions are sewn/glued into your head until you take them out... but people still seem to have no clue wtf im talking about lol. I personally hate wigs, since they make my head feel really hot. A weave looks like it would be really hot underneath but its actually not.

but still there are people who are so clueless about extensions even when there are tons of celebrities out there who wear them. tyra banks and beyonce are two obvious ones, but paris hilton and jessica simpson are two that most people dont expect. Ive watched shows where it shows them getting there hair done for events, and they put the extensions in. Paris actally came out with her own brand of hair extensions called dream catchers

 

they claim them to be the best hair exntensions on earth, but somehow i doubt that. The even say " now you can have hair JUST like paris" but ummmm unless shes selling her real hair, which she would need alot of.. i doubt its gonna be just like it.

but anywayz, next time you here me talking bout my weave, dont think its such a strange thing. Most people with long sexy hair are probably hiding the secret of fake hair. You just never know, the person standing next to you just might have bought their hair in a store like me 0_o

Poor Paris! Last season’s new BFF Brittany just didn’t cut it, huh? We’re sure Paris has plenty of real life acquaintances to choose from, but that wouldn’t be much fun now would it?  Thus the second installment of Paris Hilton’s My New BFF premiered last week on June 2. On the first episode, the prospective BFFs headed to Vegas to pass a few challenges including tiger-petting and a pole dancing competition. Some contestants, however, didn’t cut it; Rachel made the tiger mad and was sent home. While the sole boy competitor Stephen, a deep V-neck wearing gay Mormon, couldn’t work up the courage to work the pole, Paris hung onto him, with reservations of course.

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