Cat lover extraordinaire and sister of Bianca and Bailey. You might know me from the Cheerios, or from my cat's underground catnip mafia. Either way, I don't bite. Much. ;)
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Pineapple on pizza is my life. It’s delicious in every situation. Not quite as great as chocolate and peanut butter but definitely up there.
Friday night.
Pineapple on pizza; yay or neigh? This is important.
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Don't you already have a hedgehog?
Okay, so I was eating out with the family and there comes the waitress and yeah, she was hot, so obviously I flirted with her and at the end, not only she gave us a discount, she also put down her number to the receipt. My brother thought it was for him, but pretty much everyone else knew it was for me.
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“Took ya long enough. I’m not getting any younger over here,” she teased, but it lacked enthusiasm. She let him work on the fort while she stood by, feeling as though she’d contributed enough to deserve a break. There was no denying that her blanket fort-making skills were on point. Brittany soon found herself lost in thought as she looked on, thinking about how she could breach the conversation that she wanted so badly to have. She wanted to but she didn’t want to all at the same time. JJ was her friend and Brittany knew he’d be understanding, she just didn’t know how to start such a conversation with anyone, including him. “Nah, I’m done already,” she said, some of her snark returning in the form of a playful smirk. Then, climbing inside and curling up into a ball, she waited for him to follow suit. A pause, and then she spoke. “So, my mom came back.” It was clear she was trying to make her voice sound casual but failing miserably.
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Brittany headed up to JJ’s room without hesitation, only feeling for a split second that she should run and try to make it back to help him with the blankets instead of going along with her original plan. She spotted the blankets he had set out and grabbed them with a delighted grin. Brittany set up a perimeter of chairs and started with a quilt. By the time JJ came up to his room she was about halfway done. Flashing him a smile, albeit a little shaky, she grabbed one of the blankets and nudged him with her shoulder. “Hey, aren’t you going to help out? I can’t make a hella awesome blanket fort by myself, you know.”
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@macecarthy: GIVE ME A HEADCOUNT FOR THIS PARTY FUCKERS. morgan and i have more shit to plan if we're going to make this the most wild halloween party ever.
@brittsintheclouds: @macecarthy ay
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I vote Dorothy because then I could be your Glinda? Plus, you’d be a super cute Dorothy.
I have been on a Wizard of Oz kick lately since that’ll forever be my favorite movie. Like, I’ve watched it five times in the past five days which is once a day. Plus, I am reading The Real Wizard of Oz which is the biography of Frank L. Baum and I am absolutely fascinated. The cliche thing though would be if I was Dorothy for Halloween but I kind of also want to be a brunette version of Glinda. Any opinions on the Halloween choices would be appreciated.
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Because narwhals?
Do you know what sucks? Going to the one place that makes you feel good and find out it turned into a living hell. Why, why are there mean people in all places in this world?
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But yogurt is like, super yummy.
To the dude at Yogurtland who was very blatantly staring at me as he ate his frozen yogurt…yes, I am one of those triplets, please stop looking at me like you wish I was the yogurt. It’s scary.
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Brittany headed up to JJ’s room without hesitation, only feeling for a split second that she should run and try to make it back to help him with the blankets instead of going along with her original plan. She spotted the blankets he had set out and grabbed them with a delighted grin. Brittany set up a perimeter of chairs and started with a quilt. By the time JJ came up to his room she was about halfway done. Flashing him a smile, albeit a little shaky, she grabbed one of the blankets and nudged him with her shoulder. “Hey, aren’t you going to help out? I can’t make a hella awesome blanket fort by myself, you know.”
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Britt smiled at him and waved one of Tubs’ paws to him. Tubs shot her a disgruntled look but she ignored it. “Not quite,” she said, glancing at her car. “I brought some blankets, but I figured I’d risk claws in my arm if I tried to carry all that and this lil stinker, you know?” She grinned at JJ and took a step forward. “I’ll start on the fort if you grab the blankets from my car. Deal?”
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@RahRahRia: Thing number 398402 that Ria finds scary: People using the term "throbbing man meat" seriously. #traumatized @snixthis
@brittsintheclouds: @rahrahria thanks for the nightmares, ria
@RahRahRia: @brittsintheclouds IT WASN'T MY FAULT. BLAME @snixthis FOR EVERYTHING.
@brittsintheclouds: @rahrahria but you ARE the reason i know this is a thing which in my book means partial credit
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RahRahRia: Thing number 398402 that Ria finds scary: People using the term "throbbing man meat" seriously. #traumatized @snixthis
@brittsintheclouds: @rahrahria thanks for the nightmares, ria
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Confessional 003
It had been some time, but Brittany was still shook up about her mother’s presence. She fidgeted in front of the camera and tried to avoid talking about it as best she could. “I’ve been doing okay. I’ve been trying to be a little more independent...according to some people, I’m almost seven, right?” She’d wink at the camera, cracking a joke to relieve her own tension and distract any attention from her family situation. “It’s about time I start doing things for myself.”
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What is your favorite mythical creature and why?
I don’t want to be cliché or anything but my favorite mythical creature is definitely the unicorn. Pegasiseses are pretty cool, too, but my number one is the unicorn because like, they know who they are and aren’t apologetic about it? They don’t hide their magic from anyone ever and that’s awesome.
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My dream in life is to follow a family around Disney and photobomb them the entire time. I’d disappear after they took a photo too so that they’d think that I was a ghost. I wouldn’t mind having a partner in crime to do it with either, just saying.
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Britt smiled at him and waved one of Tubs’ paws to him. Tubs shot her a disgruntled look but she ignored it. “Not quite,” she said, glancing at her car. “I brought some blankets, but I figured I’d risk claws in my arm if I tried to carry all that and this lil stinker, you know?” She grinned at JJ and took a step forward. “I’ll start on the fort if you grab the blankets from my car. Deal?”
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Brittany gingerly set Lord Tubbington into the passenger side of her car, closing the door and walking around to the other side. She knew JJ would have plenty of blankets at his house but brought some of her own to supplement their stash. She was sure of one thing–making blanket forts was always a ton of fun. Britt was feeling numb, like she was just going through the motions of her life and she knew this would help cure it. Stepping onto the front porch of the Smythe house, she knocked and waited for JJ’s answer, only holding her cat and a bag of caramel popcorn for because carrying the blankets as well as Tubs sounded like a disaster waiting to happen.
#sorry it's kinda short!!!#i have this super annoying essay to write and it's driving me insane and making my muse completely crap out ughhh#f2f#f2f: jj#f2f: blanket fort#002
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But I want cookies.
I baked more cookies
which, again, after school will be outside the girls locker room considering, again, I baked far too many and coach would rather me fatten up non-cheerleaders, so have at it.
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Who are you?
The only good thing about being on a show is that I have a ton more followers on IG and Twitter. Otherwise, I’m still sitting in the background.
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I heard an angry possum trapped you in your bedroom.
Although I’m flattered by the those on Twitter asking where I was tonight, I’m a little concerned with some of the excuses the fans come up with. We’ve got a huge cast and not everyone can be featured in every episode. That’s all. I haven’t disappeared, I haven’t quit, and I haven’t gone into hiding because of personal issues at home…. Clearly I need to stop reading what people post about me.
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