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so today is a quiet sunday. it looks like its going to rain and my friend wanted to go jogging but...i kind of have a lot of shit to do (and this blogging doesn't help) and she always flakes out on me whenever i ask her but maybe it'll happen.
but anyways, i was reading a article about my dearest adam scott and it opened like this:
Dressed like a model, with the looks of a movie star, his movements set to a soundtrack of squealing female fans and ringing cash registers, Scott glides around a golf course with such grace he conjures comparisons with Fred Astaire, not Fred Funk.
oh wow. my exact perceptions of him in print.
and then there was:
A few weeks ago Scott took a surfing vacation on the Maldives with his girlfriend, Marie Kojzar, and he insisted....
i dont know who this girl is but i sure am jealous. and he goes on surfing vacations with her. and then there was some more in-depth information about this chick:
but he says he is a long way from domesticity, even though he has been dating Kojzar, who's from Sweden, on and off, for seven years. "I couldn't imagine having a family and traveling the Tour," Scott says. For now, at least, Scott's time line is simpatico with Kojzar's, as she is tethered to their base in London while studying to become an architect. (Scott also keeps a chalet in Crans-sur-Sierre, Switzerland, for tax reasons and the occasional ski getaway.) "My girlfriend is a really ambitious person," says Scott. "She hasn't been going to school all these years to not put that knowledge to use."
wow, now she seems to be smart and he seems to think she is quite an ambitious person. but then theres still more on him and his female fans:
Kojzar's low profile on the golf circuit is all the more noteworthy because Scott's galleries tend to be predominantly female. "I love to play near him," Stuart Appleby, a fellow Aussie, says. "You ever see seagulls in the ocean? If you're a fisherman, that's where you go because you know there are fish. With Adam, you know where the young, single women are." Scott insists his girlfriend has nothing to worry about. "She's seen that most of them are well under age(baaahahaa just like me)," he says. But Shelly Ryan, his public relations manager, says, "His female fan base is crazy. Plenty of times, I've been opening his mail and some girl has sent him underwear to sign. When I follow him at tournaments, the comments in the gallery make me blush." Scott has helped polish his image through a portfolio of endorsement deals with high-end companies, notably by sporting a spiffy Burberry wardrobe that has landed him on Esquire's best-dressed list. Scott makes in the neighborhood of $8 million annually off the course...
now i feel like every other female fan of his...oh well, as you can see, its understandable! and thanks to this wonderful article, i know more about him and so do you(if anyone is reading this...)!!
ah god now i feel even more hooked to him. oh jeeezzz
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
there he is, sporting a spiffy Burberry sweater...
really, oh god, hes hooking me
current song:
Popsickle- Starlight Mints
i just finished watching virginia beat maryland , thank god. hahaa.
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
another of adam scott? oh yes, of course. he looks gorge while watching his ball. im pretty sure that for once, he is NOT wearing burberry. only slightly disappointing...
current song:
In Ohio On Some Steps- Limbeck
i swear im not creepy BUT i did search for like, half an hour, for adam scott pictures. yes, this is what i do because [for me] hockey is over. hes just so memorizing hes drawing me towards him and his ravishing burberry argyle golf sweaters like a fly to roadkill. he is the essence of grandeur. so today, i will surprise anyone reading this(highly unlikely), with more than one photo of the majestic Adam Scott
PICTURE(s) OF THE DAY:
yes, adam scott, you rock.
thank you and goodnight
current song:
84- Nude
omg i took the AP....
and i walked 5 million miles just to go to a weirdly decorated italian restaurant to be served by a waiter with friar hair.....and get fat off of reeses. hopefully philly wont die out. dallas didnt!
as for adam scott, hes still alive and sexy. ahhh burberry golf clothes
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
do you see the logo? i do
current song:
Drive There Now- The Almost
ahhhhh i am so tired. dead tired. and i have my AP exam tomorrow...and ill get like 1/2 point for it because they will say "you know nothing about world history but you did put in effort...or at least you showed up. 1/2 point. sorry, but thats not even close to getting college credit" and my history teacher would see the score, become very disappointing, and then realizing that i fucked up her class too and think 'well, that doesnt really surprise me'. ah god damn. i think i want to stab myself with a fork like the poor blind soldier did in ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT. well, my life is probably not as sad as his...but pretty damn close.
well to explain why im in this pissy mood: for one, my AP exam is tomorrow (if you didnt realize that from reading already) and you're probably thinking "shouldnt she be studying if shes that fucked?". well, my teacher did tell the class that we should not study for more than an hour today because we'd just stress ourselves out and that people who crammed before the exam did no better than those that relaxed the night before. then she actually said that we shouldnt study at all. and then she took that back and said "well if you haven't been studying for more than 2 weeks, then maybe you should" and i wasnt watching, but she probably swept her eyes across the room before she said this and she probably stopped at me and probably thought "oh no...i better take that back". not that studying now is going to help. ive been trying. im so helpless. i really i am. im such a horrible, helpless, pathetic, pitiful, dreadful student, the worst that has ever walked the earth. im seriously thinking that with how my school is going, i might as well not even think about college. i mean, no college will take me like this. not even NOVA. they'll think i have no potential and say "your not even good enough for community college". i'll just try to get through graduation, and hopefully not become pregnant and tied down to this hopeless town and become even more pathetic, like my deaf, almost blind cat.
sorry if anyone is seriously reading this at all. im sorry that you have to hear about my pathetic life. im really sorry. im almost sorry for myself. how bad is that. i made myself this way....
dont worry, im not depressed. im too horrible to be depressed. i dont feel bad enough about my future to make something of myself at the moment. but really, dont call the suicide hotline, im not even close to the edge of the roof.
on to a better note. my golf love adam scott is still golfing, being wonderful with his rolex watch/golf ads, funky hat hair, and burberry polos and argyle sweaters and such that i just adore. at least hes still surfing in australia and blogging on a website devoted to (and perhaps created by) him, posting wonderful pictures and videos, making sure only high class people in possession of an email address can look at his website....and he calls the private stuff 'the clubhouse'. and he has his own logo. hes just great in many ways
here he is!
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
modeling perhaps. oh god, why is everything he does so great?
thank you and goodnight
current song:
A Message- Coldplay
omg they're playing at verizon center soon! i need to see. they arent the greatest but im in the mood for some coldplay at a huge venue!
i have nothing to say. borrringg. except....!AP exam on thursday!
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
hahaha this is sergei fedorov's younger brother. yea, G-Unittt
current song:
Doesn't Remind Me- Audioslave
its late, im tired.
i might watch the hills if i don't fall asleep before it comes on! oh, and i think im going to the uva/maryland (lacrosse) game in annapolis on saturday. fun fun
PICTURE OF THE DAY:
this is my other golf love. sergio garcia. his spanish self looks really good in all black. :]
current song:
M79- Vampire Weekend
there he is, sporting a spiffy Burberry sweater...
