Friday, December 29

Overkill

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
Perhaps it's just imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night from overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
It's just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away
--Colin Hay

Thursday, December 28

Horrible Songs of 2006

The year is coming to a close. From a music standpoint, I must say "Thank God!" I have heard some of the most horrendous songs this year. In no particular order, here are the worst songs of 2006:

"Promiscuous" & "Say It Right" - Nelly Furtado
Oh, Nelly Furtado, how I used to adore you. I enjoyed your "I'm Like A Bird" song. And I enjoy your duet with Michael Buble. I think that duet is the only thing saving me from writing you off completely. Your new songs are disgusting, for lack of a better word. See, Nelly, I have this little theory: you sold your soul to the Devil. Now that you are soulless, your popularity among the teen set has soared and you're all over the place. But, really, was it worth it, Nelly?

"Wind It Up" - Gwen Stefani (Basically any Gwen Stefani song)
I've continually had problems with Gwen since she set off on her solo career. She has failed to impress me with any of her songs. In fact, I would love her if she'd just shut up forever. Whatever. Anyway, I just have to ask Gwen one question about this song: Are you aware of the fact that you're yodelling? Please do not yodel unless you're a Swiss maiden or a country singer. Otherwise, it's unbecoming and... rude.
Oh, and for the record, all your songs are annoying. Congratulations.

"Smack That" - Akon
Hideous song. The song becomes even more hideous when you find out your best friend's ten-year-old brother sings it on a regular basis, which is something that's very wrong and completely unnerving.
That's what I hate about these crap songs that multiply and show up everywhere -- young kids sing the song and think everything's cool. It's not cool and the kids only think it's cool because the songs are always on the radio.

"Circle Circle Dot Dot" - Jamie Kennedy and Stu Stone
I don't know if this is an actual song or if Jamie Kennedy's attempting to make some sort of statement. Regardless, the song is awful. When I hear the song, I want to do one of two things -- 1) vomit profusely, or 2) make myself permanently deaf so I never have to hear this putrid song ever again. The song is horrible and unnecessary.

All songs from Fergie's "London Bridge" Album
Child, your songs are neither tasty nor delicious no matter how many times you spell it out. We are not ready for your shit and we will never be ready for your shit. Sometimes I have to wonder if you got together with Gwen Stefani and decided to use the word "shit" in every single one of your songs. Do us all a favor and shut your face.

All songs from the Pussycat Dolls
I dislike all of their songs equally. I have nothing good to say about them or their songs. I want them to go away because I'm tired of hearing little girls singing "Buttons." Again, completely unnerving when little tykes go around singing songs that they have no idea what they're about. It's wrong. WRONG!

Other hideous songs that require no explanation:
"It's Goin' Down" - Yung Joc
"Stars Are Blind" - Paris Hilton
All K-Fed songs (whoever told this kid he could rap was on crack)

Wednesday, December 27

It's Time!

I just applied to graduate school.

I don't think I have ever been so scared or nervous in my entire life. My whole future is contingent on this one thing.

I have back up plans. I'd rather not use them, but I have them.

I don't know. I suppose I'll find out more about my future in 6-8 weeks.

* * *
I watched a pretty darn good movie this evening: The Last Kiss. Very thought provoking.

What happens when life becomes predictable? Do you run away and forget about everything in your life thus far? Do you just stay where you are, stagnant and unresponsive to all outside stimuli?

I guess it depends on your character and the situation you're in at that particular place and time in your life. Personally, I'm not sure I ever want life to become predictable.

Wonder what I'll do?

Tuesday, December 12

One of These Things Just Doesn't Belong Here....

Should the fact that Lindsay Lohan is attending AA meetings be a top news story?

Do you see it? Just after the real news story of a Pennsylvania teenager shooting himself at his school? Lohan says she's attending AA meetings

I just don't get it. I don't understand why it is a top news story. Aren't there bigger fish to fry? So, she's going to AA meetings. Big deal. Whoop-t-freakin'-do.

And, on a side note, who believes anything that child says? She says she's going. But is she really going? She also says she's been going for a year now and has been sober for one week. You have to go for a year before you can attain one week's sobriety? Whoa.

All I want for Christmas is a 4.0 average and less frivolity in the news-o-sphere. Thank you.

Jason Mraz is a Golden God!

I adore Jason Mraz. He released a new live album today called "Songs for Friends." It's amazing. Amazing!

Although I want to share with the world my love for the Mraz, I must admit that I began this post to share something else: how very tired my brain is. Last night, I was getting ready for bed. I reached in my top desk drawer for my chapstick. I popped off the lid and stuck the wonderful chapsticky goodness to my lips. Only then did I realize that I had picked up a glue stick! I attempted to apply glue to my lips! I didn't notice the larger size of the glue stick compared to the chapstick. No. I didn't notice that it was a glue stick until I could smell the glue because of its proximity to my top lip and, therefore, my nose! Is that not insane?

You know what else is insane? We have to formally check out for winter break. We've never had to do that before. Stupid people at this school. So, now, I can't just leave after my last final. I have to wait until my RA is available to check me out! I'm freaking 21 years old! I've been living in this school's dormitories for the past 5 semesters. I think I know what to do when leaving for Christmas break. Grr.

But remember: Jason Mraz is a golden god!

Wednesday, December 6

Almost Free!

I'm almost done! It's so very exciting that I can't even contain myself enough to write this last paper of death. Shall we have another list?

Dec. 8 - Brit Lit Paper due by 4pm
Dec. 11 - Young Adult Lit final @ 1pm
American Lit to 1865 take-home exam due
Dec. 14 - History of English Language final @8am
Brit Lit to 1800 final @ 10:30am
Jan. 5 - Emerson application due

The end! Isn't that wonderful? I'm ready for lots of sleep and ... well, lots of sleep.