Sunday, February 27, 2011

Music is my hot, hot sex!

My taste in music is really strange. I sometimes don't understand it myself. I can go from listening to some type of European club music to Cradle of Filth to Lady Gaga and then finish it off with No Doubt.

I really don't understand it.

For example, I just downloaded a Benny Benassi song that Cougar made me listen to, and that I liked. And yesterday, I downloaded a couple of Cradle of Filth songs, including The Cult of Venus Aversa and Forgive me Father (I Have Sinned)- both black metal songs I really like.

(Speaking of Cradle of Filth, you people must listen to Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa. I absolutely loved Lillith Immaculate! Go listen!!)

The "Top Rated" playlist on my iPod includes a messy compilation of Daft Punk, Leftover Crack, Silversun Pickups, Depeche Mode, Garbage, Led Zeppelin, JStar, Queen and Simian Mobile Disco among many, many others. "Recently Added" holds Lady Gaga, Cradle of Filth, and White Rose Movement. For some reason, though, it tends to mesh with me, if I do say so myself.

People don't expect me not to like the type of music they expect me to. It's weird.

Not to mention I tend to get criticized for my musical tastes: for example, one of my cousins (I love him despite this- haha!) would always criticize my love for No Doubt on the sole basis that it was No Doubt. He would continue to say that I should like a band like Metallica and not No Doubt. I would then give him one of my patented "STFUandGTFO" glares and challenged him to name a Metallica album that isn't Ride the Lightening or Metallica. The first time this happened he looked at me in shock an asked: "There's an album called Metallica?" I had officially succeeded in making him feel stupid. The times after that (yes, he continued to do this) when I made him feel stupid, he would just shake his head say "You're an asshole/dick" depending on the day, and walk away.

I would just respond with a annoyed "You've known me... how long?"

Yes, I am very defensive of my musical tastes. Never figured out why. Truthfully, up until recently, there was no type of music (or artist) I hated. The dislike started when the Disney Devil Spawn began to auto-tune their horrendous screeching and marketing it to young and impressionable Tweens. The hatred twisted when the eternal twelve year old, Justin Beiber, began his plight for fame. Then the hatred reached a pinnacle when Nicki Minaj whored out her made up words and nursery-style rhymes, shaking her pink-Jeffree-Star-styled-cotton-candy hair and plastic appendages and "rocked" her tacky, cheap, copied style.

Apparently this hatred is not applicable to any particular genre or style. It picks and chooses whoever it wishes to abhor.


Btw: The title is from a song by CSS (Cansei De ser Sexy) a Brazilian band that me and Coug are particularly partial to. It's from their debut album. Listen to it! NOW!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Ghosts, Tarot Cards and Sarah Palin

Well, I'm alive. Seriously, not a ghost- my blood is pumping as a result of my heart beating, which means I'm existing as a normal, live human being. Or at least a live human being (normal is too strong a word and not applicable.)

It is The End of February as we know it. And it will lead to the start of March and the birthdays of various people that I know, because for some reason, my mother and the rest of the world decided to have their birthdays in March. So I have lots of "Happy Birthdays" to give out, lots of cards to buy and a present for my mother. Lol!

I also started school about three weeks ago. I love my classes! My World Lit class is fucking awesome- I cannot believe I was considering dropping it! Despite the fact that we're reading the Romantic poets and it's forcing a Decathlon revival (which has it's up and down moments), I still love it. I'm also enjoying Bible as Lit and all the sex in that particular Holy text. It's fun. *Grin* Playwriting is coming along- I'm having plot issues! But I'm plowing through and my play isn't totally sucking; I just need to fix some discrepancies. Math is coming along, and surprisingly easy- at least at this point. But I'm confident in my mathematical ability (for once) and I'm sure I will pass the class. The Anthropology of Religion and Witchcraft is coming along, although I'm severely behind- I need to read this weekend.

Tomorrow I start reading this book on the Tarot- my new project. I had decided to learn to use and read them some time ago, and now I ordered, paid for, and received them (a beautiful version of the Rider Waite, for anyone interested) and am really excited to start. I haven't actually done any readings, since I don't completely understand the cards and their meanings, and I don't want to mess with anything I don't really understand (at least spiritually, anyway.) I can't wait until I start, though! : D

So current events... Well President's Day happened, and I celebrated like I always do- I sacrificed a baby cow and danced in the moonlight covered in blood and waving a huge stick around, in honor of George Washington.

Okay, so I really didn't do that, but that would've been abnormally hilarious! Hahahaha! And besides, I can't sacrifice small animals- I'm a vegetarian. Yes, I'm that rarity- a fat vegetarian. Lol! We happen! It's possible!

Speaking of fat, according to Rush Limbaugh, Michelle Obama's weight is a source for criticism. Supposedly this is only the latest in a long string of jokes about out First Lady, in which conservatives attack her and her anti-obesity campaign. I was not aware that conservatives hated children and wanted them to get diabetes and die. Seriously, Rush has no room to criticize unless he's a male model, or anorexic- and it is pretty obvious that he is neither, as far as I know. There's the possibility that the fashion world has lowered it's standards. The article also mentioned Sarah Palin, and at that point the whole thing became a joke to me and I laughed at her expense.

For me, reality stars are among the lowest form of life on this planet, and failed reality stars, such as Palin, are even lower. It's ridiculously hilarious- just like her chances at becoming President. I have no interest in what she has to say (unless it's particularly funny) and I don't really care about her opinion. She needs to go away. Not make reality shows. Seriously.

On other news, Lady Gaga won three Grammys: Best Pop Vocal Album, Best Short Form Music Video and Best Female Pop Vocal Performance. She also released Born This Way, which has been number one on iTunes since it's release- which is pretty good. This is included for no other reason than "because I could."

Okay, now back to me. I'm writing a play- a love story. Yes. Laugh. Laugh all you want! I can write romance... kind of. Thankfully it's a comedy, so I can wing it. Lol! I also have two essays due, and I need to start reading and writing, ASAP. I want to get straight A's this semester- which I know is possible! I also have to carry around a Bible. Bleh. People look at me as if I'm religious- and I'm thinking about dressing goth-ish and wearing pentacles all over me every Tuesday to dilute the effect. I don't like it.

What should I do my World Lit research paper on? I've been thinking about one of the Romantic poets (Coleridge or Blake, possibly Byron, if I can) or maybe on Pope's Rape of the Lock. Yes. I am asking your opinion- I cannot make up my mind.

Thanks for reading! : ) I appreciate it.


Friday, February 11, 2011

Born This Way!!

It's almost 2 AM so I'm making this short. I loved it. I will buying it as soon as it is available on iTunes. : )

Listen: Born This Way by Lady Gaga

Have fun!! Lol!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Welcome to Candyland?

Okay, this song, Candyland, by Blood on the Dance Floor, is one of the strangest songs I have ever heard. It's JStar worthy. No, but seriously, it has the most upbeat tempo ever (kind of rave-ish) and the filthiest lyrics in existence. Little Sample: "Cum shots and gum drops, Double-Fist and blowpops... Welcome to Candyland, I'll split your ass in two!"

I know. That's what I said. Seriously, it has ruined the board game for me. Not that I played it anyway, but it's the principle of the thing. This ought to teach me not to buy random songs off of iTunes (yes, I buy my music- suck it.) Despite that, though, I still listen to it. What does that say about me?

In other news, my semester starts this coming Monday. The idea of this is sort of bittersweet: on one hand, my life has an actual meaning! I am no longer forced to seek the meaning of life in countless hours of sleep! I can have a social life since I will now have a method of transportation (i.e. Bus Pass) and I can do stuff! On the other hand: Ew.

So I'm kind of torn on this.

Meanwhile, I've been writing this new short story that I came up with some time ago- and it's turning out pretty good, even if I do say so myself. It has vampires in it, something new for me, which despite all the fantasy I write, is a subject I have never approached, mainly because of the contamination caused by Twatlight and Twatlight enthusiasts. It used to be my "Fuck-you" to Meyer, but she doesn't care, so I just decided to write them anyway. The ideas are being played out correctly and the plot connects and is pretty sturdy, having taken care of any possible plot holes and fragility from the beginning.

I've come upon a whole new world in my imagination and I love it. Hopefully, this string of creativity and urge to write continues and does not die out as soon as I start the semester, which has happened before.

Speaking of the semester, I've been trying to come up with ideas for my future play. I need to write a full-length script by the end of the semester (early-ish May, I believe) and I want a head start before I start fucking up and procrastinating. Anyone that knows me knows I do that. Haha! You don't even have to know me personally- I'm sure I have a reputation as a slacker and hard-core procrastinator.

I really cannot come up with any that does not come with a insanely hard plot to maneuver, despite how awesome the final product may come out. I really don't want to have to mess with that- it most likely won't end well.

Does anyone have any ideas they want to help me with? Lol!

I have come up with a few, and I may end up keeping one of them (my first one had too many plot holes and relied mainly on comedy and sarcasm) but I want to explore my options. So... help?

Also: Congrats to the BHS Decath Team! They did fucking awesome at Public SuperQuiz today and I felt they deserved a shout out! They tied with their main competitor within the conference (HP doesn't count) and beat El Camino (who won Nationals last year) by one point! So, congrats to you (if any of the current team reads this) and to those whom are still in at BHS and see the team or coaches around campus- please congratulate them, the effort the put into it is above and beyond what should be done and at least some recognition is deserved, don't you think?

As I finish this I am listening to "Big Machine" by Velvet Revolver. I just felt like mentioning it. Also, I just freaked out 'cause I changed the song and I was suddenly listening to a Catholic mass in latin. It was strange. (Sadeness, by Enigma.)