Don't be jealous of Zac Efron, at least it isn't that douche from Twilight.

I love Zac Efron. I also love animal crackers, peanut butter and chocolate, My So Called Life and 90's booty music.

In this crazy mind you will find all sorts of thngs you may be suprised to know. Like I was born with six fingers on each hand. I have triple jointed fingers. I am lactose intolerant. All sorts of things that will make you think to yourself, "Gosh, this girl is bizarre." But I ask, am I really? Nope. I am just not good at hiding. I mean, I can't be all that strange, there are grown women obsessed with ficticious bedazzled vampires..

Now I know what you are thinking, "Your shirt proclaims your love for the dude from High School Musical" yeah, so? He is pretty and has good abs. Vampires are fake and will kill you. I win.

Sweet dreams and i hope rhinestone covered Robert Pattinson is no where around because that is the last thing I want biting my neck.

Time to close up shop here, so here it is, the Marty Casey love for this post. I find this appropriate because I know he is jealous of my love for Zac. (I have no idea who took this, but i give full credit to them)