In other words, my first day of work. Anyone who knows me well know that I work at a special needs camp every summer. For the past four summers, I have sat with the girls group and basically done nothing because for whatever reason, girls at that camp tend to be less violent and have more...emotional issues than the boys do. As my fellow staff member Allie put it, "You were completely underutilized in the girls group. It may feel like you did a lot, but you actually did nothing."
And I was not insulted in the last because as I found out today, she was correct. Holy...dafjksfdjlaksdfioasjklmkladfs. I have no words. Now, the youngest group is always a challenged because even if they were normal kids, they are barely developed and have limitless energy.
That being said...please, for a moment, consider these kids. Who, by the way are not all ADHD addled. Or seven. In fact, I think I have mostly five year olds. They're sweet, that much can be said. But oh my God, are they hard to handle. I was running after some kid every five seconds.
Last year, I was a one-on-one for a girl (JULIANNE! ♥) who is very low on the functioning spectrum. She would stray, but I'd never have to full on run after her. These boys, I gotta run after them constantly. I was worn out by noon. By the way, Julianne doesn't need a one-on-one this year, and when I heard that, I nearly cried. Just thought I might share that with you.
Also, this one kid I have, George, looks exactly like Gary Coleman. It's frightening. He also doesn't listen, licked me SEVERAL times (I was licked various times today by various campers), and just...really doesn't sit well with me. I mean, he's a cute kid and all, but he's a cute kid who doesn't respect personal space. It happens, and a lot with these kids.
I always forget my valuable camp training between the school months. I should work on that.
ALSO. I saw Toy Story 3 yesterday. Right after cleaning out my room and getting rid of a bunch of old toys. I was a hot mess. And my mom (I went with my mom and my brother), kept looking at me during the movie and she was crying and I was like, "GOD DAMN IT, MOM! I AM TRYING NOT TO CRY."
It didn't work. I cried so hard.
Great movie, though. When it comes out on DVD, I'm taking it to college with me. I will say this, though. That movie reminded me of how much I loathe Joan Cusack's voice. It's just so high pitched and nazally and...kind of like this substitute teacher I had, Ms. Stern. And one day, Ms. Stern she had a cold and she was like, "Sorry my voice is so nazally." And we were like, "It's any different?"
One more thing. To the people that work at Starbucks? Can you blend my frapps a little bit better? Please? It's hard to enjoy a Mocha frapp when you're trying to suck down giant ice cubs. I appreciate that you have a lot of people waiting on line, but I don't think the five seconds more it would take to blend my frapp would really hurt you all that much. And you're charging me about five bucks for something that's about half the size of a small Smoothe King smoothie, which is $4.99. Although, I think the actual volume of what I had today was greater than a Smoothie King smoothie's...SK just looks a tad more impressive cuz the cup is taller. So get with it, Starbucks.
All right, I need a nap. Or dinner. Whatever works for you. I leave you with this video. I can't explain why, but I really think it's funny.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
So...MJ. Yeah.
((Please note that this post was started yesterday))
Because I've only heard this SEVENTEEN THOUSAND TIMES TODAY...Michael Jackson died a year ago. And because I've heard this piece of information SEVENTEEN THOUSAND TIMES TODAY, I've decided to write something about it.
So. Michael Jackson. What makes him so freaking special?
This was my thought at nine in the morning, when I was driving my dog to the vet (he has a bruised tail. How does that happen? Wait. My mom's ex stepped on his tail. Asshole), and 103.5 (KTU! :D) was like, "We're Michael Jackson, all day today because he died a year ago and was taken from us too soon! Whoo hoo!"
And then they started playing 'Ben'. And I wasn't in the mood to listen to a song about a dead rat at nine in the morning when I was on my way to the vet. So I changed the radio station to Kansas' (which, at the time I was listening to it addressed it as Foreigner's, knowing that it was Kansas'...it was strange) "Carry On My Wayward Son". Sue me.
Anyway, I started thinking...what does make Michael Jackson so special? The answer to this question didn't come to me until about four in the afternoon, when I was driving on 287, windows down, blasting 'Alejandro'. Some hispanic dude (and I am not racially profiling, he was actually, legitimately hispanic) pulled up next to me and gave me a look that had...intentions behind it.
So I changed the station to KTU, wanting to get as fast away from Lady Gaga as I possibly could. And 'Thriller' came blasting out of my car. And there was this guy on the side of the highway...and he started to dance. And as I passed people, anyone with their windows open would look at me, smile, and start to twitch their shoulders to 'Thriller'.
And this wasn't just adults. There were senior citizens, college students...different people whose ages spanned at least four or five decades. Smiling and dancing along with my obnoxiously loud music. You don't get that with any other artist.
Like, you hear about fourty-year olds being madly in love with Tay Swift or Justin Bieber, and you think to yourself, "My God, that's just sad." Or, kids who scoff at their parents to listening to music from the 60s and 70s and whatnot saying it's, "Old people music"...that doesn't happen with Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson is simply Michael Jackson.
That's what makes Michael Jackson so freaking special. Unlike all these artists who claim to be individuals, Michael Jackson actually was an individual. There will never be an artist who can replace him, and no artist will ever be able to live up to him.
So. In other news, I got a 28 on my ACT. That's 91% tile in the country, biatches. It's also 86% tile in the state. Apparently NY is smart. Who knew?
ALSO. GHANA BEAT AMERICA. That's right, kids. America is out of the World Cup. I'm surprised we made it this far.
Because I've only heard this SEVENTEEN THOUSAND TIMES TODAY...Michael Jackson died a year ago. And because I've heard this piece of information SEVENTEEN THOUSAND TIMES TODAY, I've decided to write something about it.
So. Michael Jackson. What makes him so freaking special?
This was my thought at nine in the morning, when I was driving my dog to the vet (he has a bruised tail. How does that happen? Wait. My mom's ex stepped on his tail. Asshole), and 103.5 (KTU! :D) was like, "We're Michael Jackson, all day today because he died a year ago and was taken from us too soon! Whoo hoo!"
And then they started playing 'Ben'. And I wasn't in the mood to listen to a song about a dead rat at nine in the morning when I was on my way to the vet. So I changed the radio station to Kansas' (which, at the time I was listening to it addressed it as Foreigner's, knowing that it was Kansas'...it was strange) "Carry On My Wayward Son". Sue me.
Anyway, I started thinking...what does make Michael Jackson so special? The answer to this question didn't come to me until about four in the afternoon, when I was driving on 287, windows down, blasting 'Alejandro'. Some hispanic dude (and I am not racially profiling, he was actually, legitimately hispanic) pulled up next to me and gave me a look that had...intentions behind it.
So I changed the station to KTU, wanting to get as fast away from Lady Gaga as I possibly could. And 'Thriller' came blasting out of my car. And there was this guy on the side of the highway...and he started to dance. And as I passed people, anyone with their windows open would look at me, smile, and start to twitch their shoulders to 'Thriller'.
And this wasn't just adults. There were senior citizens, college students...different people whose ages spanned at least four or five decades. Smiling and dancing along with my obnoxiously loud music. You don't get that with any other artist.
Like, you hear about fourty-year olds being madly in love with Tay Swift or Justin Bieber, and you think to yourself, "My God, that's just sad." Or, kids who scoff at their parents to listening to music from the 60s and 70s and whatnot saying it's, "Old people music"...that doesn't happen with Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson is simply Michael Jackson.
That's what makes Michael Jackson so freaking special. Unlike all these artists who claim to be individuals, Michael Jackson actually was an individual. There will never be an artist who can replace him, and no artist will ever be able to live up to him.
So. In other news, I got a 28 on my ACT. That's 91% tile in the country, biatches. It's also 86% tile in the state. Apparently NY is smart. Who knew?
ALSO. GHANA BEAT AMERICA. That's right, kids. America is out of the World Cup. I'm surprised we made it this far.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
...SENIOR '11 WHAT WHAT?
So...it just occurred to me that I am now a senior in high school. I finished my exams last Friday. And the class ahead of me graduated last Saturday. So that means, I'm a senior. WHAAAATTT?
I went to Roger Williams University on Monday, just to visit and whatever and let me tell you something. It is a PRETTY campus. Like...it's right on the bay and near the bridge, and it's all suprisingly pretty (and expensive!) for a university in the middle of RI.
Then again, RI has home to Bryant which is having an Alumni Polo match on July 3rd. A polo match. That's some classy ass shit right there. As you can imagine, I'm not applying to Bryant. I looked at their campus. Not as pretty as RWU, but still very very pretty. I just wouldn't fit in there. I imagine I'll feel this way when I go look at Lehigh in the fall.
RI is also home to Brown. Emma Watson goes there. Not that I have a lesbian crush on Emma Watson or anything, but her prettiness makes up for like, the entire population of Rhode Island. She is a pretty woman. And everybody knows about Brown, and how it's an Ivy and blahblahblahblahblah so I don't think you need me to go on and talk about Brown. I'm not applying there. I'm stupid. I would never get in. :D
On a side note, Providence College sports are called the Friars. I kid you not.
Rhode Island is also home to a SURPRISING amount of Division One schools. Meaning, kids that play on these teams are friggin' sick nasty. Yeah. I'm not swimming on any of these teams. I've had a Division 3 coach tell me I wasn't good enough to swim on their team, but I could certainly try. -snort-
Right. So back to the whole D1 thing. There are 11 colleges/universities in the state of Rhode Island, according to Collegeboard. Here are there breakdowns by Division level:
4-D1 (URI, PC, Brown and Bryant)
4-D3 (Salve Regina((but they don't have a swim team, therefore I couldn't care less about them)), RWU, RIC, and JWU ((Johnson and Wales University)) )
2-Intramural, meaning they don't compete (RISD ((Rhode Island School of Design)), CCRI ((Community College of Rhode Island, but they don't have swimming)))
It should be noted that New England Institute of Technology has no sports whatsoever. Or at least, according to Collegeboard, they don't.
For such a tiny state, and almost half of it's colleges are DI...that's kind of impressive. I didn't realize Rhode Island was the place to be if you wanted to swim. I always assumed, from the amount of old people there, it was the place you go when you wanted to die. I mean, I guess you could die from swimming and lord knows I feel like dying constantly when I go to practice...but still.
I hate to randomly segue in the middle of this post, but there need to be more DII schools. Like, there are only 66 of them in America and Puerto Rico that have Women's Swimming. Now, why am I hooked on D2, you ask? Very simple.
The Green.
Or more importantly, the green I can save on college tuition by getting scholarship money.
And believe it or not, D2 seems to be less competitive than D3. Like, there are some D3 schools that I was just like, "Whoa suckers I am not keeping up with you." Like this one girl I met at Ithaca...she was CRAZY fast. Like faster than most guys that I swim with. And they're fast.
Anyway, that's not my point. Division 3, I seem to be slower than a majority of the people swimming. Division 2? I'm about as fast as, if not faster than some of these people swimming. And I'm not even that good.
I'm looking at results between Pace University and Queens College...and there's this one girl who goes a 1:41 100 breaststroke. I'm sorry, but that's bad. That's really bad. I go a 1:28, or about there, and that's considered to be bad. Like, that's first heat, kids. Although, I think there was one meet where I was second heat but that's not important.
Well, then I thought, maybe it's just Pace and QC. I mean, are they actually reknowned for their swimming? So, I decided to investigate all 66 DII colleges that have women's swimming.
It's pretty much the same. Some schools are really good, and I can't even place in their meets. Others just...aren't good and I can place pretty high. I guess that's really like any other school, but...there should be more of them. There are 241 D3 schools that have Women's Swimming, and 202 that are D1. And only 66 that are D2? For shame.
All right. I'm tired. I'm going back to bed. I don't care if it's nine-thirty in the morning.
I went to Roger Williams University on Monday, just to visit and whatever and let me tell you something. It is a PRETTY campus. Like...it's right on the bay and near the bridge, and it's all suprisingly pretty (and expensive!) for a university in the middle of RI.
Then again, RI has home to Bryant which is having an Alumni Polo match on July 3rd. A polo match. That's some classy ass shit right there. As you can imagine, I'm not applying to Bryant. I looked at their campus. Not as pretty as RWU, but still very very pretty. I just wouldn't fit in there. I imagine I'll feel this way when I go look at Lehigh in the fall.
RI is also home to Brown. Emma Watson goes there. Not that I have a lesbian crush on Emma Watson or anything, but her prettiness makes up for like, the entire population of Rhode Island. She is a pretty woman. And everybody knows about Brown, and how it's an Ivy and blahblahblahblahblah so I don't think you need me to go on and talk about Brown. I'm not applying there. I'm stupid. I would never get in. :D
On a side note, Providence College sports are called the Friars. I kid you not.
Rhode Island is also home to a SURPRISING amount of Division One schools. Meaning, kids that play on these teams are friggin' sick nasty. Yeah. I'm not swimming on any of these teams. I've had a Division 3 coach tell me I wasn't good enough to swim on their team, but I could certainly try. -snort-
Right. So back to the whole D1 thing. There are 11 colleges/universities in the state of Rhode Island, according to Collegeboard. Here are there breakdowns by Division level:
4-D1 (URI, PC, Brown and Bryant)
4-D3 (Salve Regina((but they don't have a swim team, therefore I couldn't care less about them)), RWU, RIC, and JWU ((Johnson and Wales University)) )
2-Intramural, meaning they don't compete (RISD ((Rhode Island School of Design)), CCRI ((Community College of Rhode Island, but they don't have swimming)))
It should be noted that New England Institute of Technology has no sports whatsoever. Or at least, according to Collegeboard, they don't.
For such a tiny state, and almost half of it's colleges are DI...that's kind of impressive. I didn't realize Rhode Island was the place to be if you wanted to swim. I always assumed, from the amount of old people there, it was the place you go when you wanted to die. I mean, I guess you could die from swimming and lord knows I feel like dying constantly when I go to practice...but still.
I hate to randomly segue in the middle of this post, but there need to be more DII schools. Like, there are only 66 of them in America and Puerto Rico that have Women's Swimming. Now, why am I hooked on D2, you ask? Very simple.
The Green.
Or more importantly, the green I can save on college tuition by getting scholarship money.
And believe it or not, D2 seems to be less competitive than D3. Like, there are some D3 schools that I was just like, "Whoa suckers I am not keeping up with you." Like this one girl I met at Ithaca...she was CRAZY fast. Like faster than most guys that I swim with. And they're fast.
Anyway, that's not my point. Division 3, I seem to be slower than a majority of the people swimming. Division 2? I'm about as fast as, if not faster than some of these people swimming. And I'm not even that good.
I'm looking at results between Pace University and Queens College...and there's this one girl who goes a 1:41 100 breaststroke. I'm sorry, but that's bad. That's really bad. I go a 1:28, or about there, and that's considered to be bad. Like, that's first heat, kids. Although, I think there was one meet where I was second heat but that's not important.
Well, then I thought, maybe it's just Pace and QC. I mean, are they actually reknowned for their swimming? So, I decided to investigate all 66 DII colleges that have women's swimming.
It's pretty much the same. Some schools are really good, and I can't even place in their meets. Others just...aren't good and I can place pretty high. I guess that's really like any other school, but...there should be more of them. There are 241 D3 schools that have Women's Swimming, and 202 that are D1. And only 66 that are D2? For shame.
All right. I'm tired. I'm going back to bed. I don't care if it's nine-thirty in the morning.
Monday, June 14, 2010
But her boyfriend's like her dad...WHAT?!?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the videos and lyrics I make references to in this blog post.
I know I said my next blog post would be about the entity that is Ke$ha, but after listening to Lady Gaga's 'Alejandro' today and watching the music video, I decided that Ke$ha's deeply rooted self-esteem issues needed to be put on the back burner. Because, quite frankly, Lady Gaga is probably a bigger mystery to society than Area 51.
I bet you anything scientists are baffled by Lady Gaga's mind. If it really even is her mind. Go on Youtube and listen to her stuff before she was found and made famous. She sounds amazing! Now that she's been 'discovered', she comes out with...well, this:
First of all...what? Are they facist (they're certainly wearing facist esque uniforms in the beginning)? Why does she have two giant, broken glass things on her head? Who died? What the hell is that bejeweled red object? Is she like a mistress of a sex harem? Is this intensive dancing boot camp? What's going on here? Who are Alejandro, Roberto and Fernando, and why does Roberto get left out toward the end? Is he the one that died? Are they all under mind control? Why is she asking him to let her go, if she's got them all locked up and shirtless? Why are they beating the shit out of each other? Is she a virgin sacrafice? Seriously, WTF is going on here?
When I first heard this song, I imagined the exact opposite of what the music video turned out to be. Like I expected Lady Gaga to be holding a Mohito or some fruity drink like that while these three Spanish dudes were trying to hit on her and get her attention. None of them really succeed, but at least Alejandro gets her attention. I expected the beach. And warm, sunny colors.
Like I said, the exact opposite of what this music video was. Now, not for nothing, Lady Gaga is known for some weird ass videos (Paparazzi, anyone?). Actually, that's her entire 'persona' or the persona that the label may have made up for her. Being weird. Which I don't have a problem with, but it just seems like she REALLY stretches it.
Is she disappointed in herself? What about her parents? Apparently she's been getting along better with her mom than in years past, but is that all a publicity thing? Who the hell knows?
All I know is, for all it's catchiness, Alejandro is a weird song. If you, like me, were so distracted by the music video the first time you saw it, the only thing you probably caught in the song was 'ale-ale-alejandro'. So, I'mma transcribe the lyrics and give my comments.
"I know that we are young
And I know that you may love me
But I just can't be with you like this anymore
Alejandro"
All right. I'm down with that. They can't be together anymore because of whatever reason. And the dude's name is Alejandro. All right, Lady Gaga. So far, I am with you.
"She's got both hands
In her pocket
And she won't look at you (won't look at you)"
You lost me, Gaga. Wait. Is she...you? Why are you speaking in the third person? You were just speaking in the first person! What's the point of going back from first to third person? It doesn't make sense. But, I do get you wanna avoid this Alejandro dude. He seems kinda sketch.
"She hides true love
En su bolsillo"
She hides true love in her bag? Is true love a new tampon brand or something?
"She's got a halo around her finger
Around you"
So, in basic terms, she's got Alejandro wrapped around her finger. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY THAT, LADY GAGA? It'd be SO much easier to understand. Do you not want people to understand you? Does this have something to do with your parents? Do they try to get you, but clearly they don't. Talk to me, Lady Gaga. I'm your friend and I'm here to help you.
"You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico"
Well, his name is Alejandro, so I already assumed he was hispanic...thanks for clearing that up though. AND NOW YOU'RE BACK IN FIRST PERSON. GOD DAMN IT, GAGA. STICK WITH EITHER FIRST PERSON OR THIRD PERSON AND SAVE US ALL A GIGANTIC HEADACHE.
"Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose"
I thought you already chose not to be with him. You told him you couldn't be together anymore. So like, are you lying to him? Are you lying to yourself? Are you in denial?
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro"
Well, we don't really know who you are, so it'd be really hard for him to do that.
"I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando"
...is Fernando the reason you're breaking up with Alejandro?
"Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush"
That sounds kinky.
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
Wait, who the fuck is this guy? Alejandro? Fernando? Roberto? No wonder you keep switching between third and first person! You can't decide on a man, how the hell can you decide which personal state to keep your songs in? Unless they're all the same person and you just suck at remembering names.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
So clearly this Alejandro means something to you...what the hell do Roberto and Fernando have to do with this?
"Stop
Please, just let me go
Alejandro
Just let me go"
But I thought she/you had him wrapped around her/your finger...? So why is he...wait. Why are you asking him to let YOU go? And if we wanna base stuff off the music video, then it you would be the one who as him hostage...so, yeah.
"She's not broken
She's just a baby"
You can be broken and young. Shit happens.
"But her boyfriend's like her dad
Just like a dad"
Umm...WHAT? That line screams to me "I HAVE A BAD RELATIONSHIP WITH MY PARENTS". Doesn't that say the same thing to you if her boyfriend is like a dad? What does that even mean? Uggh, I don't even wanna think about it.
"And all those flames that
Burned before him
Now he's gotta firefight
Gotta cool the bad"
...her dad's a firefighter? I don't get this verse. Just like...at all.
"You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico
Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose"
If this dude's like your dad, you might wanna choose Fernando or Roberto. Just saying. Y'know, I don't really understand the pysche behind dating someone who is like your dad. I love my dad and all, but if you compare your fuck buddy/boyfriend/fiancee/husband to your dad, I think that's extremely creepy.
Understandably, your dad is probably the one guy in your life who will want to protect you more than anything (a recent, and kind of intense grounding proved this to me), but...your fubud/bf/fiancee/hubby loves you in a completely different way. Y'know like...in the biblical sense. 0:)
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro
I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
All right, we get it. Guys, you're making it hard for her to choose. So, y'know, just go away. Nobody wants you. Or at the very least, Lady Gaga doesn't want you.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
Or maybe she just wants Alejandro. Her mixed signals are confusing me like no other.
"Don't bother me
Don't bother me
Alejandro
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Bye Fernando"
Aww, we're saying bye to Fernando? BYE, FERNANDO! I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU! [/Titanic] Oh wait. That dude's name was Fabrizio. Hey, Lady Gaga? Why don't you hook up with him? Oh wait...he's dead and kind of at the bottom of the ocean. But don't let that stop you!
"I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Alejandro
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Fernando"
What happened to Roberto? He doesn't get a formal good-bye? That's cold, dude...tte.
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro
I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
No, wait, Roberto's back. And so is Fernando. I thought we said good-bye to Fernando. Is he the one that died? I'm still very confused.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
Oh, God this song makes me want to dance on a table. Really badly.
I know I said my next blog post would be about the entity that is Ke$ha, but after listening to Lady Gaga's 'Alejandro' today and watching the music video, I decided that Ke$ha's deeply rooted self-esteem issues needed to be put on the back burner. Because, quite frankly, Lady Gaga is probably a bigger mystery to society than Area 51.
I bet you anything scientists are baffled by Lady Gaga's mind. If it really even is her mind. Go on Youtube and listen to her stuff before she was found and made famous. She sounds amazing! Now that she's been 'discovered', she comes out with...well, this:
First of all...what? Are they facist (they're certainly wearing facist esque uniforms in the beginning)? Why does she have two giant, broken glass things on her head? Who died? What the hell is that bejeweled red object? Is she like a mistress of a sex harem? Is this intensive dancing boot camp? What's going on here? Who are Alejandro, Roberto and Fernando, and why does Roberto get left out toward the end? Is he the one that died? Are they all under mind control? Why is she asking him to let her go, if she's got them all locked up and shirtless? Why are they beating the shit out of each other? Is she a virgin sacrafice? Seriously, WTF is going on here?
When I first heard this song, I imagined the exact opposite of what the music video turned out to be. Like I expected Lady Gaga to be holding a Mohito or some fruity drink like that while these three Spanish dudes were trying to hit on her and get her attention. None of them really succeed, but at least Alejandro gets her attention. I expected the beach. And warm, sunny colors.
Like I said, the exact opposite of what this music video was. Now, not for nothing, Lady Gaga is known for some weird ass videos (Paparazzi, anyone?). Actually, that's her entire 'persona' or the persona that the label may have made up for her. Being weird. Which I don't have a problem with, but it just seems like she REALLY stretches it.
Is she disappointed in herself? What about her parents? Apparently she's been getting along better with her mom than in years past, but is that all a publicity thing? Who the hell knows?
All I know is, for all it's catchiness, Alejandro is a weird song. If you, like me, were so distracted by the music video the first time you saw it, the only thing you probably caught in the song was 'ale-ale-alejandro'. So, I'mma transcribe the lyrics and give my comments.
"I know that we are young
And I know that you may love me
But I just can't be with you like this anymore
Alejandro"
All right. I'm down with that. They can't be together anymore because of whatever reason. And the dude's name is Alejandro. All right, Lady Gaga. So far, I am with you.
"She's got both hands
In her pocket
And she won't look at you (won't look at you)"
You lost me, Gaga. Wait. Is she...you? Why are you speaking in the third person? You were just speaking in the first person! What's the point of going back from first to third person? It doesn't make sense. But, I do get you wanna avoid this Alejandro dude. He seems kinda sketch.
"She hides true love
En su bolsillo"
She hides true love in her bag? Is true love a new tampon brand or something?
"She's got a halo around her finger
Around you"
So, in basic terms, she's got Alejandro wrapped around her finger. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY THAT, LADY GAGA? It'd be SO much easier to understand. Do you not want people to understand you? Does this have something to do with your parents? Do they try to get you, but clearly they don't. Talk to me, Lady Gaga. I'm your friend and I'm here to help you.
"You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico"
Well, his name is Alejandro, so I already assumed he was hispanic...thanks for clearing that up though. AND NOW YOU'RE BACK IN FIRST PERSON. GOD DAMN IT, GAGA. STICK WITH EITHER FIRST PERSON OR THIRD PERSON AND SAVE US ALL A GIGANTIC HEADACHE.
"Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose"
I thought you already chose not to be with him. You told him you couldn't be together anymore. So like, are you lying to him? Are you lying to yourself? Are you in denial?
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro"
Well, we don't really know who you are, so it'd be really hard for him to do that.
"I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando"
...is Fernando the reason you're breaking up with Alejandro?
"Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush"
That sounds kinky.
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
Wait, who the fuck is this guy? Alejandro? Fernando? Roberto? No wonder you keep switching between third and first person! You can't decide on a man, how the hell can you decide which personal state to keep your songs in? Unless they're all the same person and you just suck at remembering names.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
So clearly this Alejandro means something to you...what the hell do Roberto and Fernando have to do with this?
"Stop
Please, just let me go
Alejandro
Just let me go"
But I thought she/you had him wrapped around her/your finger...? So why is he...wait. Why are you asking him to let YOU go? And if we wanna base stuff off the music video, then it you would be the one who as him hostage...so, yeah.
"She's not broken
She's just a baby"
You can be broken and young. Shit happens.
"But her boyfriend's like her dad
Just like a dad"
Umm...WHAT? That line screams to me "I HAVE A BAD RELATIONSHIP WITH MY PARENTS". Doesn't that say the same thing to you if her boyfriend is like a dad? What does that even mean? Uggh, I don't even wanna think about it.
"And all those flames that
Burned before him
Now he's gotta firefight
Gotta cool the bad"
...her dad's a firefighter? I don't get this verse. Just like...at all.
"You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico
Rejoice
At this point I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose"
If this dude's like your dad, you might wanna choose Fernando or Roberto. Just saying. Y'know, I don't really understand the pysche behind dating someone who is like your dad. I love my dad and all, but if you compare your fuck buddy/boyfriend/fiancee/husband to your dad, I think that's extremely creepy.
Understandably, your dad is probably the one guy in your life who will want to protect you more than anything (a recent, and kind of intense grounding proved this to me), but...your fubud/bf/fiancee/hubby loves you in a completely different way. Y'know like...in the biblical sense. 0:)
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro
I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
All right, we get it. Guys, you're making it hard for her to choose. So, y'know, just go away. Nobody wants you. Or at the very least, Lady Gaga doesn't want you.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
Or maybe she just wants Alejandro. Her mixed signals are confusing me like no other.
"Don't bother me
Don't bother me
Alejandro
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Bye Fernando"
Aww, we're saying bye to Fernando? BYE, FERNANDO! I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU! [/Titanic] Oh wait. That dude's name was Fabrizio. Hey, Lady Gaga? Why don't you hook up with him? Oh wait...he's dead and kind of at the bottom of the ocean. But don't let that stop you!
"I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Alejandro
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Fernando"
What happened to Roberto? He doesn't get a formal good-bye? That's cold, dude...tte.
"Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Alejandro
I'm not your babe
I'm not your babe
Fernando
Don't wanna kiss
Don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette, hush
Don't call my name
Don't call my name
Roberto"
No, wait, Roberto's back. And so is Fernando. I thought we said good-bye to Fernando. Is he the one that died? I'm still very confused.
"Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro"
Oh, God this song makes me want to dance on a table. Really badly.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Then Where Would You Be, Miss Rachel Berry?
A Glee post. Yup. I'm already at this point. Let's face it: season's over. I now have to deal with the fact that YET AGAIN, I have nothing to watch on Tuesday nights now that Lost is over for good. Oh, God. Lost. How I'm going to miss that show. But another post for another day!
So...Glee.
What do I like about Glee, exactly? That's a damn good question. Glee is known to be one of the sure-fire ways to get me to cheer up when I'm down. But I find myself questioning a lot of the plotlines and characters. Some of the musical numbers and episodes just make me flat out roll my eyes.
So then why am I listening to 'Kurt's Turn' as I'm typing this up? Well, frankly, that's because Chris Colfer's rendition kicks the crap out of a few performers who have done this. If I had to rank Rose's/Kurt's Turn (of the ones I've heard), it'd be something like this. Actually, wait, before I do that, let me set up the scene from the show that leads up to this song. Rose is a mother who just wants her daughter June to be famous. They have a manager, Herbie. He takes advantage them a lot (I think). June has just told her mother that she plans to run away and elope with this random guy whose name I forgot. The manager constantly takes advantage of Rose. And Rose has had enough. Who pulls it off the best? Well:
Ethel Merman (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rv1p1Vea0iY&feature=fvw)
Liza Minnelli (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9_8Av7OCVw&feature=related)
Patti LuPone (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYsnwawyHrc&feature=related)
Chris Colfer (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hrr6LIIPGS8)
Bernadette Peters (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_eD1btsIAE&feature=related)
Bette Midler (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLbToMyrpvo&feature=related)
Feel free to disagree.
Sorry, Ms. Peters. You're still my favorite out of the bunch. Okay. Second favorite. Liza wins for being on Arrested Development. Okay. Third favorite. I love Chris Colfer. But y'know, Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella. I haven't forgotten the days where I used to walk around my house, and my seven-year-old self would be singing 'Impossible'. Mainly because I still walk around my house singing Broadway musicals.
And there we go. I think that's the reason I liked Glee so much. They do a lot of stuff from musicals on Glee. And even when they don't, it's a lot of bursting into song at random moments. I do that all the stinkin' time. People get annoyed at me (understandably) for it. Actually, it's not even musicals that I burst out into. I burst out into every single song that I can. Like today, I was totes rocking Your Love is My Drug by Ke$ha. Although, I like songs from musicals a lot better. It's just how it is.
Anyway. Take a look at all the musicals that have been sung on the show:
Oliver!
Les Miserables (oh dear God, how I am SICK of 'I Dreamed a Dream')
Chicago
Guys and Dolls
Grease
West Side Story
Cabaret
My Fair Lady
Wicked
Funny Girl
The Jazz Singer
A Chorus Line
The Wiz
Sweet Charity
The sad thing is? With the exception of Oliver!, Funny Girl, and The Jazz Singer, I can name and sing other songs from all of those musicals. In the cases of Les Mis, Chicago, West Side Story, Cabaret and Wicked, I can sing the whole damn musical without a problem.
But for the other songs, here's what I can came. You ready for this?
Guys and Dolls- Luck Be A Lady
Grease- Beauty School Dropout (that's not my go-to Grease song, but the one that first popped into my head. Also, I have yet to see Grease and I know a lot of songs from that movie/musical)
My Fair Lady- The Rain In Spain (everybody knows this song, whether they realize it or not)
A Chorus Line- One (if you knew my mother, you would know this song too)
The Wiz- A Brand New Day (SYTYCD, kids)
Sweet Charity- Rhythm of Life (oh dear zombie Jesus. This song. I hate this song with a burning passion)
Yeah. I'm sure if Rachel Berry and I would be pretty good friends with our extensive knowledge/obsession with everything Broadway. She may not like me so much because I'm sick of 'I Dreamed a Dream'. Not for nothing, my Les Mis obsession started around the time Susan Boyle became really popular.
But I've heard every version of I've Dreamed a Dream in existence. My favorite? Tenth Anniversary Concert Edition. Ruthie Henshall, kids. That's why a show like Glee was made for someone like me. It's not HEALTHY to know this much about Broadway musicals and music in general. I took AP Music Theory this year (great class, btdubs). I think I smile when I watch it because taking place in a high school (though NONE of the actors are high schoolers themselves, and I think the youngest of them just turned twenty) and I see many relatable characters.
I personally relate the most to Quinn. Not that I'm preggo or anything (if I were, I would probably be in the same position as Quinn. My mom threatened to disown me if I ever got a tattoo. Imagine how she'd react if I got knocked up), nor have I been ever really been popular, but she's got this whole 'I'm not good enough for my parents' thing going on for her, and I get that.
Actually, I see myself in all of the characters, as weird as that sounds. Even like...Jewfro. Oh wait, that's the TWOP name for him. Jacob? That's his name, right? And Jesse St. James.
Oh, zombie Jesus. How I love Jesse St. James. I'm actually really upset that he ended up being a total douchebag after all that. And it's sad, because after my initial dislike of his hair...I have now come to love it and will miss it dearly. Because let's face it: he probably isn't coming back. Unless the fans demand it to be.
Ryan Murphy, if you're reading this (and you definitely aren't), I demand you find a way to write Jesse back into the show.
So...I should probably talk about the episodes and stuff. But I don't wanna. I really don't. Because for every one good episode, there were two bad ones, so I don't really feel like discussing that. Believe it or not though, I wasn't disappointed with Glee. Yes, some of the storylines were meh, but it never failed to at least get a smile from me. So...I can't wait for next season.
Speaking of believing...a nostalgic moment who watched the pilot over a year ago. Also, translations are below the video (I think that might become a signature thing for me):
Translations:
Arrested Development- Probably one of the best, most underrated comedies of the past decade.
Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella- The one with Brandy and Whitney Huston. Yup.
totes rocking- totally doing a really good job at singing
Your Love is My Drug by Ke$ha- The catchiest, dirtiest, most confusing song on the face of the planet. I think her songs are a cry for help. In fact, I think my next blog post is gonna be on the entity that is Ke$ha.
zombie Jesus- This is exactly what it sounds like. Jesus came back from the dead. Therefore he is a zombie. Term was originated on Futurama.
btdubs-By the way
preggo-pregnant
So...Glee.
What do I like about Glee, exactly? That's a damn good question. Glee is known to be one of the sure-fire ways to get me to cheer up when I'm down. But I find myself questioning a lot of the plotlines and characters. Some of the musical numbers and episodes just make me flat out roll my eyes.
So then why am I listening to 'Kurt's Turn' as I'm typing this up? Well, frankly, that's because Chris Colfer's rendition kicks the crap out of a few performers who have done this. If I had to rank Rose's/Kurt's Turn (of the ones I've heard), it'd be something like this. Actually, wait, before I do that, let me set up the scene from the show that leads up to this song. Rose is a mother who just wants her daughter June to be famous. They have a manager, Herbie. He takes advantage them a lot (I think). June has just told her mother that she plans to run away and elope with this random guy whose name I forgot. The manager constantly takes advantage of Rose. And Rose has had enough. Who pulls it off the best? Well:
Ethel Merman (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rv1p1Vea0iY&feature=fvw)
Liza Minnelli (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9_8Av7OCVw&feature=related)
Patti LuPone (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYsnwawyHrc&feature=related)
Chris Colfer (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hrr6LIIPGS8)
Bernadette Peters (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_eD1btsIAE&feature=related)
Bette Midler (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLbToMyrpvo&feature=related)
Feel free to disagree.
Sorry, Ms. Peters. You're still my favorite out of the bunch. Okay. Second favorite. Liza wins for being on Arrested Development. Okay. Third favorite. I love Chris Colfer. But y'know, Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella. I haven't forgotten the days where I used to walk around my house, and my seven-year-old self would be singing 'Impossible'. Mainly because I still walk around my house singing Broadway musicals.
And there we go. I think that's the reason I liked Glee so much. They do a lot of stuff from musicals on Glee. And even when they don't, it's a lot of bursting into song at random moments. I do that all the stinkin' time. People get annoyed at me (understandably) for it. Actually, it's not even musicals that I burst out into. I burst out into every single song that I can. Like today, I was totes rocking Your Love is My Drug by Ke$ha. Although, I like songs from musicals a lot better. It's just how it is.
Anyway. Take a look at all the musicals that have been sung on the show:
Oliver!
Les Miserables (oh dear God, how I am SICK of 'I Dreamed a Dream')
Chicago
Guys and Dolls
Grease
West Side Story
Cabaret
My Fair Lady
Wicked
Funny Girl
The Jazz Singer
A Chorus Line
The Wiz
Sweet Charity
The sad thing is? With the exception of Oliver!, Funny Girl, and The Jazz Singer, I can name and sing other songs from all of those musicals. In the cases of Les Mis, Chicago, West Side Story, Cabaret and Wicked, I can sing the whole damn musical without a problem.
But for the other songs, here's what I can came. You ready for this?
Guys and Dolls- Luck Be A Lady
Grease- Beauty School Dropout (that's not my go-to Grease song, but the one that first popped into my head. Also, I have yet to see Grease and I know a lot of songs from that movie/musical)
My Fair Lady- The Rain In Spain (everybody knows this song, whether they realize it or not)
A Chorus Line- One (if you knew my mother, you would know this song too)
The Wiz- A Brand New Day (SYTYCD, kids)
Sweet Charity- Rhythm of Life (oh dear zombie Jesus. This song. I hate this song with a burning passion)
Yeah. I'm sure if Rachel Berry and I would be pretty good friends with our extensive knowledge/obsession with everything Broadway. She may not like me so much because I'm sick of 'I Dreamed a Dream'. Not for nothing, my Les Mis obsession started around the time Susan Boyle became really popular.
But I've heard every version of I've Dreamed a Dream in existence. My favorite? Tenth Anniversary Concert Edition. Ruthie Henshall, kids. That's why a show like Glee was made for someone like me. It's not HEALTHY to know this much about Broadway musicals and music in general. I took AP Music Theory this year (great class, btdubs). I think I smile when I watch it because taking place in a high school (though NONE of the actors are high schoolers themselves, and I think the youngest of them just turned twenty) and I see many relatable characters.
I personally relate the most to Quinn. Not that I'm preggo or anything (if I were, I would probably be in the same position as Quinn. My mom threatened to disown me if I ever got a tattoo. Imagine how she'd react if I got knocked up), nor have I been ever really been popular, but she's got this whole 'I'm not good enough for my parents' thing going on for her, and I get that.
Actually, I see myself in all of the characters, as weird as that sounds. Even like...Jewfro. Oh wait, that's the TWOP name for him. Jacob? That's his name, right? And Jesse St. James.
Oh, zombie Jesus. How I love Jesse St. James. I'm actually really upset that he ended up being a total douchebag after all that. And it's sad, because after my initial dislike of his hair...I have now come to love it and will miss it dearly. Because let's face it: he probably isn't coming back. Unless the fans demand it to be.
Ryan Murphy, if you're reading this (and you definitely aren't), I demand you find a way to write Jesse back into the show.
So...I should probably talk about the episodes and stuff. But I don't wanna. I really don't. Because for every one good episode, there were two bad ones, so I don't really feel like discussing that. Believe it or not though, I wasn't disappointed with Glee. Yes, some of the storylines were meh, but it never failed to at least get a smile from me. So...I can't wait for next season.
Speaking of believing...a nostalgic moment who watched the pilot over a year ago. Also, translations are below the video (I think that might become a signature thing for me):
Translations:
Arrested Development- Probably one of the best, most underrated comedies of the past decade.
Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella- The one with Brandy and Whitney Huston. Yup.
totes rocking- totally doing a really good job at singing
Your Love is My Drug by Ke$ha- The catchiest, dirtiest, most confusing song on the face of the planet. I think her songs are a cry for help. In fact, I think my next blog post is gonna be on the entity that is Ke$ha.
zombie Jesus- This is exactly what it sounds like. Jesus came back from the dead. Therefore he is a zombie. Term was originated on Futurama.
btdubs-By the way
preggo-pregnant
Sup, homeskillets?
So, my friend who may or may not wanna be name dropped has a blog. I read her awesomely hilarious blog. And then I said to myself, "Well, gee. I want a blog too! And yeah, I'm not gonna lie, I totes magotes said 'gee'.
...and totes magotes. For those of you who are lost, I'll put a little dictionary or something at the end of this post. I use a lot of slang. And not only is it slang, but it's slang I kinda made up. It's legit ridic. I'm not well educated. How could you tell?
Actually, that's something of a lie. I'm not all that classy, but I have been known to lay around the pool deck with a copy of Les Miserables. The unabridged edition. One of my life's ambition is to learn enough French to read Les Mis in French, as it was intended. How many people can honestly say they've read Les Mis? Not many, let me tell you something.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Blogging. Right. I'm sorry, I have been known to have ADD esque moments, including but not limited to horrible segues, screaming "WAIT!" at the top of my lungs and scaring everyone in the vicinity, and chasing butterflies for no good reason whatsoever other than it's a butterfly. Yeah. I act like a seven-year old. It's not good.
Right. This blog. So, I'm sure you're wondering two things, if not more: Why 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'? And why 'Straight Up, I'll Tell You'. The latter is easier to explain.
I had Straight Up by Paula Abdul stuck in my head. It's a really catchy song. Now, do I listen to Paula Abdul in my spare time? Not really. I had to go look up Paula Abdul singles on Wikipedia, because I couldn't really think of any. But then I found some and I was like, "Oh, yeah. I know that song!" Straight Up's my favorite though.
By the way, for kids that go to my school: they blocked Wikipedia. And TvTropes. How they haven't blocked Television Without Pity next is beyond me, but I'm telling you that's going to be next. And I will cry. Because TvTropes and TWOP make me laugh legitly out loud at school and it's fun to look up stuff during my free periods. No lie.
Okay, so. Back to why I'm 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'. For starters, it is/was my formspring account name. I don't use formspring, and if you didn't get one during the initial craze, don't bother getting one because you have to be so secure with yourself to get some of the hurtful questions that come your way...like ridiculously secure. I only know one person in my life who is that secure with herself that she not only answered every single question she got, but laughed about the hurtful ones. And it wasn't like a defense mechanism or anything. She was legit.
Anyway, so I got one during the 'craze' (it wasn't really a craze), and at first I wanted to be 'Couldabeenacontenda' because I was in the middle of a very short Marlon Brando phase after watching The Godfather and The Godfather Part II one right after the other. It was bad. So, 'Couldabeenacontenda' didn't fit the amount of characters allowed for the username.
Now, on my swim team, a bunch of people call me 'B' or 'BB'. When I was a kid, I hated nicknames with a burning passion, but for whatever reason, I really like being called 'B'. Or 'BB'. Whatever floats the boat, man. I mean, for some people it just doesn't work, like they have to call me by my name and nothing else. Or Jenna (but that's a different story for a different time). But it's a cute nickname. It's bouncy, it's fun, it's...legit.
To be honest, I don't actually remember how the 'See Me I'm' part came out. Maybe it was because it rhymed. It's got a nice ring to it, no? I think so. Anyway, so that's why it's 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'. I know you really enjoyed that story.
So what am I gonna be writing about? I actually have no clue. Whatever comes to me, I suppose. I spent a lot of time swimming, so I'm not as connected with the world as I probably should be or would like to be. It'll definitely be a very...ancedotal blog. And rambling. But like...just imagine me talking as you're reading this, and if you know me well enough, it should sound exactly like me speaking on any given day.
I have a tendency to start projects like this, and then completely forget about 'em and let them gather dust somewhere. We'll see what happens with this one though. -shrug-
Soooo...I hope you enjoy the ride? Yeah...it's late. I'm tired.
Translations, as promised:
'sup'- What's up?
'homeskillets'-People
'Totes magotes'- Totally
'Legit ridic'- Legitimately ridiculous
TWOP- Television Without Pity
legit-legitimate or legitimately
...and totes magotes. For those of you who are lost, I'll put a little dictionary or something at the end of this post. I use a lot of slang. And not only is it slang, but it's slang I kinda made up. It's legit ridic. I'm not well educated. How could you tell?
Actually, that's something of a lie. I'm not all that classy, but I have been known to lay around the pool deck with a copy of Les Miserables. The unabridged edition. One of my life's ambition is to learn enough French to read Les Mis in French, as it was intended. How many people can honestly say they've read Les Mis? Not many, let me tell you something.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Blogging. Right. I'm sorry, I have been known to have ADD esque moments, including but not limited to horrible segues, screaming "WAIT!" at the top of my lungs and scaring everyone in the vicinity, and chasing butterflies for no good reason whatsoever other than it's a butterfly. Yeah. I act like a seven-year old. It's not good.
Right. This blog. So, I'm sure you're wondering two things, if not more: Why 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'? And why 'Straight Up, I'll Tell You'. The latter is easier to explain.
I had Straight Up by Paula Abdul stuck in my head. It's a really catchy song. Now, do I listen to Paula Abdul in my spare time? Not really. I had to go look up Paula Abdul singles on Wikipedia, because I couldn't really think of any. But then I found some and I was like, "Oh, yeah. I know that song!" Straight Up's my favorite though.
By the way, for kids that go to my school: they blocked Wikipedia. And TvTropes. How they haven't blocked Television Without Pity next is beyond me, but I'm telling you that's going to be next. And I will cry. Because TvTropes and TWOP make me laugh legitly out loud at school and it's fun to look up stuff during my free periods. No lie.
Okay, so. Back to why I'm 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'. For starters, it is/was my formspring account name. I don't use formspring, and if you didn't get one during the initial craze, don't bother getting one because you have to be so secure with yourself to get some of the hurtful questions that come your way...like ridiculously secure. I only know one person in my life who is that secure with herself that she not only answered every single question she got, but laughed about the hurtful ones. And it wasn't like a defense mechanism or anything. She was legit.
Anyway, so I got one during the 'craze' (it wasn't really a craze), and at first I wanted to be 'Couldabeenacontenda' because I was in the middle of a very short Marlon Brando phase after watching The Godfather and The Godfather Part II one right after the other. It was bad. So, 'Couldabeenacontenda' didn't fit the amount of characters allowed for the username.
Now, on my swim team, a bunch of people call me 'B' or 'BB'. When I was a kid, I hated nicknames with a burning passion, but for whatever reason, I really like being called 'B'. Or 'BB'. Whatever floats the boat, man. I mean, for some people it just doesn't work, like they have to call me by my name and nothing else. Or Jenna (but that's a different story for a different time). But it's a cute nickname. It's bouncy, it's fun, it's...legit.
To be honest, I don't actually remember how the 'See Me I'm' part came out. Maybe it was because it rhymed. It's got a nice ring to it, no? I think so. Anyway, so that's why it's 'See Me, I'm Bee Bee'. I know you really enjoyed that story.
So what am I gonna be writing about? I actually have no clue. Whatever comes to me, I suppose. I spent a lot of time swimming, so I'm not as connected with the world as I probably should be or would like to be. It'll definitely be a very...ancedotal blog. And rambling. But like...just imagine me talking as you're reading this, and if you know me well enough, it should sound exactly like me speaking on any given day.
I have a tendency to start projects like this, and then completely forget about 'em and let them gather dust somewhere. We'll see what happens with this one though. -shrug-
Soooo...I hope you enjoy the ride? Yeah...it's late. I'm tired.
Translations, as promised:
'sup'- What's up?
'homeskillets'-People
'Totes magotes'- Totally
'Legit ridic'- Legitimately ridiculous
TWOP- Television Without Pity
legit-legitimate or legitimately
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