A Whole New World...

...a dazzling place I never knew... But now from way up here, its crystal clear

Shoreline Village

Black and white pictures

Huntington Beach

Empty House

Downtown Fullerton

Newport Beach

Balboa Beach

Laguna Beach

San Diego

Summer Concerts

LA

Melrose

Santa Monica

Sunset Beach

Venice Beach

Manhattan Beach

Redondo Beach

Pasadena

Echo Mountain

Kayaking

San Francisco

Vegas

Mexico

Dallas
San Francisco
Waikiki
Chicago
NYC
Miami
D.C.
Toronto
Puerto Vallarta
Rio de Janeiro
Havana
Iquitos
Kingston
Paris
London
Barcelona
Amsterdam
Brussels
Rome
Athens
Casablanca
Istanbul
Cairo
Kuala Lumpur
Singapore
Bangkok
Delhi
Beirut
Manila
Tokyo
Beijing
Bora-Bora
Sydney

Google It

"Bilderberg Conspiracy"

Anywho... I am so tired. There's nothing to do right now because I have no catering orders, and there's nothing to do at home. I don't feel like drawing, so here I am.

Well, I thought I should just put this out there:
If it wasn't for you, I would've succumb to the devil inside of me. I already feel myself slowly giving in. You've always kept me grounded. Now what...?

Bargh.

He Gave Me His Shoulders, His Words Were Very Nice.

I don't have my glasses or anything on so bear with me :)

I started drawing again. There's something so discreet yet so straightforward about the concept of visual art and what it does for the soul. A person can be extraordinarily articulate, but words are locked up in the cages of language, culture, misinterpretation, restrictions and consequences; words can only travel certain distances. The way I see it, as opposed to pictures "painting a thousand words," pictures paint a single, unified vision.

It's nearly impossible for me to verbally express the emotions and situations that have knocked on my door recently. There's a feeling, some sort of creature, living inside of me that's been pounding on the walls of my chest, dying to jump out and yell and scream and express all that it is. That creature made its way onto the pages of my sketch book. :P

Dear Brian part 2,

My, what a beautiful friendship we have!

Your bestest friend forever,
Suzanne

Dear Brian,

I wanted to let you know, even though I know you never read my blog,
that I really love you a lot. I know the term has become really
cliche these days, but I assure you, I really know and feel it now.
After all the mistakes, fights, trials, and tribulations in eight and
a half years, there's still nothing more I can say other than you're
absolutely the one for me. When I hear and learn about how other
relationships crumble and fall, I think to myself that you and I are
so blessed to have such an open, caring, understanding, adventurous,
loving, fun, patient relationship. Most people spend their whole lives
not having what we have, and now I know what those stupid love songs
mean. :) I can't believe how different you are from not just other
guys, but from people in general. You're the most genuine person I've
ever met. And I can never get enough of you. I love you. Take me to
Tiffany & Co. now, dick!

SuzanneMichelle Ramos
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Venting right now

I'm just really fucking pissed right now. Like I just am. Just ignore
the fact that there might be spelling and grammar mistakes right now
because I honestly don't give a fuck. Ergh. Everyone is so got damn
annoyuibg right now and I really can't do anything about it or else
I'm the one that will come off as a bitxh. So the only thing i can do
right now is just fucking blog and vent on my blog and Twitter
andyspace and facebook because since i can't tell the people that
iritate me directly that they're fucking annoying, I have to tell the
whole world insteaad. Fyxk theis shit I'm so fucking annoyed.

SuzanneMichelle Ramos
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Innocultations: The True Weapons of Mass Destruction

http://www.infowars.com/innoculations-the-true-weapons-of-mass-destruction/

SuzanneMichelle Ramos
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My Current Obsession...

...is Cue Pictures. I know. I'm late

I Just Subscribed To Surface Magazine

And I can't fucking wait 6-9 weeks for my first issue.

I really feel like having a random outing. Summer is a good time for
that, I guess. It's funny though because you think of all the little
things you wanna do, and all the big things you dream of doing... all
the little and big things that you have deep inside of you that,
despite whatever it is that you do, those things stay inside you,
hardly ever becoming a reality. I'm not talkig about oh, going to
school to get a job to make a comfortable living, or going to buy a
doggy because you've always wanted one... I'm talking about the
yearning to just drop everything and not give a fuck about the world
around you in the past or the future. Just going balls out and just do
whatever the fuch you wanna do. No worries about tomorrow. No worries
about anyone else's feelings or situations. No worries about how
you're gonna have food in your tummy 4 hours from now. Just sucking
shit up, shutting the duck up, and just do it. I don't know where
that came from... I'm just venting I guess.
In other news, life's a bitch and then you die:)

Lately

I've been quite the obsessive person lately regarding my weight, going
to measures I haven't taken before and actually considered some that I
wouldn't have considered in the past. I thought I was doing pretty ok
until I saw my brother today. He told me I got fat. Not cool. The
thing that sucks though is that I know I can trust him to have and
give an honest opinion. Boo. I really want to be stick thin like
Allegra Versace or her mom or something. I really don't care how,
anymore.

Homos...

...exuality. I don't personally agree with the gay marriage thing,
but hear me out. I believe in coexistence and equality. I'm not
supporting the issue, but I'm definitely not going to take matters
into my own hands and take that away from anyone. I totally think we
should just leave it to a higher authority, supernatural or whatnot,
to sort it out... You know, just be Switzerland about it. And while I
believe and try my utmost best to adhere to the law of the Lord, it
has been written:

"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay
no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your
brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye' when all the time you
have a plank in your own eye?" Matthew 7:3-4

SuzanneMichelle Ramos
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Something I Found Out Today!!!

KFC Grilled Chicken is made with BEEF!!!! CLICK HERE!

Oh, and then, I thought it was some stupid marketing ploy for El Pollo Loco, then I went to KFC.com and guess what... the ingredients list for the KFC grilled chicken says that it is, in fact, made with BEEEEEEEEEEFFFFFFF! CLICky HERE!! ?YUCKKKkk