Tuesday, May 18, 2010
It's finally here :(
Monday, December 28, 2009
Case of the Holiday Blues

Wednesday, April 16, 2008
"You Smell Like a Baby Prostitute"
Not only is this gem of a line one of my faves from Mean Girls, but sadly this is what comes to mind as I survey the myspace world nowadays. Once in a while I'll log in to my brother's myspace (it's ok, he doesn't care) to see what his friends are up to or because I'm dying of boredom, only to regret clicking on seemingly harmless album titles such as "parties" and the like. I am seriously grossed out. I don't want to see 16/17-year olds wearing shirts attempting to show off their not-yet-in-existence cleavage or booty shorts they won't be able to fill out until the freshman 15. And additional signs of adolescence such as braces and baby fat around the face only intensify this "baby prostitute" vibe that seeps from my screen. Then again, what am I to expect in this generation that worhips BBV & Miley Cyrus.

Case in point: no one is safe from this epidemic. Not even Hannah Montana.
Myspace wars bring the LOLs as well. The comments between the participating parties are always fun to read, but when they decide to step up their game and take it to bulletins, the entertainment value just skyrockets.
Aside from the "baby prostitute" theme, here are some other myspace pictures to avoid.
Awkward situtation caught on camera. Or, "one of these things is not like the others".

Emo/unflattering angle/WTF all in one.

Tattoos gone horribly wrong.
