Chrome is a loser

I just wrote the most kick ass post and then Chrome like a little bitch went and shut down on me and after 10 minutes of straight cussing and calming down I am sitting down again to try and do this.  Just because I love you.
You should be rejoicing right now.  Really.  Take a 5 second break and do that.
Done?
Awesome
So I haven't written in a while with the holidays and all the school work and my family swarming around me like something that swarms.  Today was like one of the worst days of this year, like so sucky that I'm considering faking sick tomorrow.  Like pulling out all the stops, throwing up, setting alarms in the middle of the night so I can tell my mom that I'm sick, etc.  But hey, if I don't go then that would make me a pussy.  And that is certainly not something that I am.  What made my day better you ask?
The snow.  It's snowing.  Yes, that cold fluffy white stuff falling from the sky.  I am the biggest sucker for Christmas, it's literally the best time of the year.  I love wearing Fair Isle Christmas sweaters, Uggs, and drinking hot cocoa right after school to ward off the chill.  I love Christmas movies and music.  I love decorating the house and the tree, shopping for my family and friends and I love being surrounded by my family and just enjoying the beautiful winterland that my hometown becomes this time year.  So that is my challenge to you, do something in the winter spirit and email me about it.  You know where to find my information, or you could just click here.
Hop to it kittens!
Zola
P.S. Because of your lack of following I have deleted the blog twitter.  You should be super proud.
Not.

Fuck it. Fuck it all.

You are clearly in need of one of those long posts.  Those ones I used to write that drew you in and left you saying 'Jesus, that girl is fucking cool'.  But lately I'm sure my posts have left you saying 'Whelp, at least she cusses a lot'.  The thing is that tonight was supposed to be awesome, but I'm sick with a fever of 101 and my parents obviously wouldn't let me go out.  So everyone's out hooking up and getting drunk and making memories that when come Monday, I won't be included in.  So right now I'm crying at random times, watching reruns of One Tree Hill and trying not to check my Facebook or personal Twitter account. It so hard, but you know I feel like if I saw someone saying something like 'FUCK YEAH AWESOME PARTY' I would just cry a little harder and hold my head a little lower.  So here I am trying to figure out a way to get out my house tomorrow so that I can maybe do something with my friends.  I'm thinking manicure and retail therapy?  Yeah, I hope you understand how I'm feeling cause it really does suck to be the one on the outside looking in.  But I'm sure that I don't have to tell you that because everyone has been in that situation before.  Sitting in a group of friends where everyone is talking and laughing about something you simply don't understand so you stare at your phone screen and pretend you have something better going on.  Well all I'm here to say is that I really hope it gets better guys, because this shit has been going on too long and I don't know how much fight I have left in me.
Night dolls,
Zola

Downtrodden little Zola

Sad wittle Zola.  Here I am, sick in bed writing two papers that are due at midnight tonight.  Having random crying fits and at the same time trying to prepare for the presentation I am supposed to give tomorrow along with the two tests I have to take.  Lets just say I am ready to give up, but I could use your help.  Leave me a motivational comment send me an email or tweet at me.  You know I need it, but hopefully I'll get to blow off some steam tomorrow night...
More tomorrow.
Love my bitches,
Zola Raine

P.S in in my self serving pity I scooped this video for you.  I know you've all probably seen it but its just so fucking funny I can't help myself.  Love me some Jenna Marbles!!!

Aw shit its happening......

Here it is the steamy love post you have been waiting your entire lives for.  As I sit here typing away with my newly manicured nails and a smile on my face.  I can't wait to tell you my dirty little secret ;)
Well not tooooo dirty.....
Okay so theres this guy, and I can't stop thinking about him.  Yeah we hooked up this summer and sparks flew but we're getting back in contact and all I want to do is  summon him to my bedroom.  Shut all the curtains light my Diptyque candles and do it.
Yeah, doin' it.
That said I'm gonna share an even bigger secret with you. I am a virgin.
Yes one of those.
Hey I'm sixteen, and up to now I just haven't felt right losing my virginity to just anyone.  But now that the opportunity is literally laying itself on my black and green paisley duvet cover I may not be able to say no.  Part of me wants to wait for the Mr. Perfect who writes me love letters, buys me chocolate and doesn't think I'm a loser for just wanting to cuddle and watch the Notebook and other sappy love movies of the sort.  But the other more rational part of me knows that Mr. Perfects don't exist and what I have right now may be as close as I am going to get.  And trust me I am not willing to wait like 500 years till my vagina is practically mummifying from lack of use.
So what say you?
Do to do it or not to do it?
Help!!!
Zola

Kids these days......

I am constantly surprised at the spoiled little brats of the 21st century, in case you of course are one of those  and then in that case my response is....YOU ARE WAY TO FUCKING YOUNG TO BE READING THIS.
As you can see I adore children, no but really I do.  But the spoiled little middle schoolers with their iPad 2's, shiny new iPhones, and sevens pairs of Uggs just piss me off.  I honestly can't help it.  Am I the only one though?  Have you been noticing how increasingly spoiled kids are now?  When I was 7 I was content to play with a Barbie doll or color but not parents are buying iPod touches, cell phones and other expensive shit for their snot nosed pre-adolescents.  I know I sound like a total bitch right now, ripping on like 5 year olds but I hope you see where I am coming from.
I really just want my kids to be exactly how my parents raised me, I have to earn every gift I get and they were tough when they needed to be.   But I think thats what makes kids better and more serious about their work and such.  And now I just sound braggy, I should probably just end this oddly serious post right now.
Night bloggies,
Zola

Modcloth. I want all of it.

In my random stumblings on the internet late one night I discovered Modcloth.com  and I literally died.  They have the most adorable clothes, vintage-y and classy and cute all packed into one.  Sadly enough my clothes budget cannot accomodate their pricy little pieces so I only hope that yours can.  This is my goal for you, buy an adorable little staple piece from this site.  Something that you promise to wear constantly with affection, email me a picture of your new MODCLOTH wear!!! Or just comment on this post if you adore it as much as me!! I'm sorry boys you'll just have to find some random porn site to amuse you, unless you as well adore dresses and earrings and blouses galore.  And if you do...I FUCKING LOVE YOU....hayyyy.
This is the dress I would want, I would rock a red lip, some brown and white leather saddle shoes, white ankle socks and cat eyeliner.  Someone wanna buy it for me?
There's no shame in asking.
Well maybe a little.
Night lovelings,
Zola

i need to stop promising posts

I AM SO SORRY
last night i went out with some friends and then came home and fell asleep while eating Haagen Daz and watching Gossip girl under the warm covers of my bed and woke up with a melted container of white chocolate raspberry truffle on my night stand.  And now for some reason I am sick, I can barely swallow and my little fingers don't feel as nimble typing away on my keyboard.  All I want is a giant smoothie from Smoothie King and a big container of Panera's chicken noodle soup.  Besides its too fucking sunny outside today and so thats a good excuse to stay indoors.  :(((((((((
Good  day readers,
Email me and let me know what you wished for yesterday, you know I forgot...OOPS!
Love,
Zola

WELL A BIG FUCKING THANK YOU TO YOU

Thanks for following me bitches.
NOT!
But since its snowing and I'm eating lo mein from my favorite restaurant and listening to Christmas music I will have pity on your misguided little souls.
I'm about to take a warm bath with my new Lemslip Lush soap and curl up with a cup of mint tea to watch greys anatomy.
You should do the same ;)
Back with a much more interesting post later tomorrow!!!!
Love you bitches,
It's good to be back!