Where you can find my name:

Lesson One- I am an expensive ring

Brittina

900 platinum and 18 karat gold with .25 carat sapphire
(Women’s sizes only)
Price: $1,600

A diamond faceted sapphire is flanked by platinum foliates that taper into a yellow gold articulated shank. The feminine curves and organic spirit give this ring a romantic feeling, and there is a celestial coolness to the platinum and sapphire.

Source: www.octaviajewelry.com

Lesson Two- No Drawbacks

Brittina: Meaning: Its source is Britannia, a Latin name meaning “One either from Brittany, in northern France, or from Great Britain.”

Narrative: Brittany did not appear on English name lists until the 18th century. It was probably created from the Latin name for the personification of Great Britian seen on coins and monuments and celebrated in the nationalistic anthem ”Rule Britannia.”

Two of Bridget’s nicknames, Britt and Britta, might have been additional influences on the formation of this name.

Drawbacks: None

Source: www.babynamer.com

Lesson Three- My Best Friend Is Kim Possible!

Kim: “Come on Ron. Let’s Jet!”
Ron: “Ohhh yaa… Goin’ to Tokyo on a school night! How we gonna get there?”
Kim: “I’ll phone a friend.”

Kim: “Thanks for the ride Brittina.”
Brittina: “Kim! Duh! It’s the least I could do after you saved my Chicago show.”
Kim: “Ah… That backstage fire was no big.”

Brittina: “For you maybe. It must be awesome not to be afraid of anything.”
Kim: “Haa… Fearless I am not.”
Ron: “Oh come on. I’ve seen you wrestle a shark with your bare hands.”
Brittina: “Ya. What could scare you?”

Kim: “His name’s Josh Mankie.”
Brittina: “Oh… Crush Story!”
Kim: “I feel so ridiculous around him.”

Brittina: “Just go for it. What’s the worst that could happen?”
Ron: “So… Brittina. As a pop superstar, I’ll bet you miss out on things like school dances. With you know, average guys.”
Brittina: “True.”
Ron: “Friday. Dance. You. Me, Average Guy…”
Brittina: “No.”

Ron : “See. Was that so bad?”
Kim: “Only to watch.”

Source: http://www.theworldaccordingtokimpossible.com/family.htm

Kim Possible is owned by Walt Disney

Point Proven! My name is cool!

MY FIRST CONFESSION:

Brittina- “Hello, My name is Brittina.”

All in unison- “Hello Brittina.”

Brittina -“…and I am a Chai Crème Frappichino Addict. It has been three minutes since my last fix. Everyone tells me how wrong it is and I know how much this is hurting those around me…. But I just can’t stop!

I’m also taking people down with me. When someone at work mentions Starbucks I immediately ask them if they have ever had a Chai Crème Frappachino with Carmel and Vanilla shots. And if they haven’t, they vow to try it and then the next day they tell me they bought three and got two of their other friends hooked on them as well….

We will see how many days I can go without quenching my inhumane thirst for carmely delight…”

So I wrote this when I couldn’t sleep at like four AM…. I’ll let you be the judge of how crazy/random/strange/cliche it is….

AMBIEN WRITING:

-My precious little porcelain glove that cracks along the edges when you leave. Like crumbling paper and old flavored ashes when the wind sets up. The creaking door to my past wags its tail and begs to play. I pull out a rib and throw it a bone but it always comes back wanting more. The closets in my skeleton dance to their own beating heart. Finding Nemo was never meant to be that hard to discover. The fates come for dinner every Sunday night and complain about the third course every time. Worth doesn’t come without work and attitudes can’t always be changed so cautiously without a false motive. Let’s all lay beneath the stars and wait for the sun to rise and breathe us alive. And tell me you’ll remember me in the morning because it’s what I want to hear. Even Isis likes a pretty little white lie every once in a while. But with me you’re safe because the shadows don’t see your rays. They won’t catch your appealing ruinous waves of majesty because they run too slow to follow. Don’t want you. Deep within these echoless ramblings you will remain for all to see and all to love. But once again before I drift off into my realistic worlds please remember I will return to take you with me but for now I’m just setting up the stage for you to sweetly sleep. We’ll have a picnic at Olympus gate while I tell you that it’s all for you. And you’ll kiss me lightly and feel its truth. And we’ll sing like old movies until it’s time to go back to Monday again. By then we’re trotting like old friends beneath the crunch, crunch of the summer leaves as we swim across the lawn of the deep, deep sand that creaks like the door on your Aunt Nina’s cellar where we used to dare the other kids to go. Did they ever come back? You don’t know either? Perhaps the Cthulhu took them home with him…?