I found a new "celebrity" to swoon over. I put quotes because until I tell you who he is you'll have no idea.
This is him:
Heh. I like him.
So anyway, his name is Andrew VanWyngarden.
Who is he?
The lead singer of MGMT of course. I saw him a day or two ago while I was watching MGMT on SNL. (amazing performance, by the way.) I've kind of fallen in love with him, and I don't care what you think of him, I find him attractive and that is my opinion!
Hm, in that picture he has rather muscular arms....
Heh.
Here are some more rather attractive celebrities for your viewing pleasure:
It does. Why? I think you know. Why should we care so much about the earth when over half the WORLD is under the poverty line? Why do we need to save the seals that help some people stay ABOVE that line? What if the only way they can earn a living in good ole Canada is by killing and selling the seals? Huh? Have you ever stopped to think about the people who kill those cute little seals? They aren't all ruthless killers. Some of them have families to support! Why should we be taking away their way of life because of something that really doesn't affect anything? Is the seal population declining? If it is, then something should be done about overhunting, but not the actual hunt. People need those seals to survive.
Yea. I'm not happy. Can ya tell? My foot hurts. A lot. I've been walking on it all day. It hasn't been fun.
Ehly, you can tell I'm not in a good mood right now, so I'm gonna use that to tell you how I feel. That question the teacher asked WASN'T retarded. What if she was trying to make some sort of point? Also, the answer was just insensitive. What if you were a sibling or a parent of one of the kids who died? (There were 15, by the way. Plus the two kids who started it.) I'd be pretty offended if I heard that. Another thing, I just got done practically ranting about how I think it's insensitive that people think pot is more important than people dying. It's a rather stupid idea for you to tell me a story that's outright making fun of the whole incident. Did your mom put you on some sort of medicine that's making you loopy?
Today was supposed to be so good. I could feel it. Then it crashed and burned.
All this crazy stuff happened today, and all I hear about is weed. Pot, weed, marijuana. We definitely have our priorities straight, don't we? Hm. I can understand though, in my world, how pot would be a more prominent topic of conversation, but the least we can do is bother to toss our hat in the direction of other things that might be more important. I'm trying to yell at all of you, because I'm equally annoyed at myself. I didn't learn about the Columbine Massacre till just recently. Maybe not even 20 minutes ago, and I'm really passionate about things like school shootings. It's one of the reasons I don't think people should be allowed to own guns. At least not stupid people who let them get in the hands of their kids.
I would assault you with facts, but I really don't know how to sort through this much information. Yea. There's that much. I read a book once. It's called Shooter, and it's by Walter Dean Myers. In fact, I'm positive I've read it more than once. It's loaded with wonderful little statistics that I'd love to get my hands on. I don't have that book now, though.
AND the Kooks. They're pretty awesomely legit if I do say so myself, and I just did. Wew-hew. I wanna make a pinhole camera. I just need some adhesive paper and a roll of film and some cardboard and a car to help me go find all this stuff. Oh yea. Look at these pictures!: http://blog.flickr.net/en/2010/04/19/pinhole-pinhole-pinhole-2/
Are they not epic? 'Cause I think they are, and I don't quite understand it all yet. But I'm hyper because I was listening to Coldplay, and that makes it all good. I was even hassling Bailey about why he doesn't like them. He says they're gay. That's not true. But then I asked him about MGMT and he likes them. Yay. I still need to thoroughly cross-examine his taste in music, though.
Download this week's single of the week before it goes down later in the night. Tomorrow it will be something different, and this week it's good. This is what it is:
Something Good Can Work by Two Door Cinema Club.
The music video isn't that bad either. It is:
Acapella by Kelis.
Look both of those up on Youtube, and I suggest you don't actually watch the video for the second song. It's rather strange, and could be a potential turnoff to an awesome song. That is not good. Nopenopenope. Music videos are sometimes really bad for songs. Like, have you ever seen a music video that sucked for a really good song? Nope. Not good, right? Yea.
Did I mention I'm hyper? 'Cause I kind of am. I'm relatively cooled off though. I love music. A lot. Even more, lately.
I WANT TO WATCH THE EPISODE OF SOUTH PARK I MISSED WHILE I WAS IN ARIZONA RIGHT NOW BUT I CAN'T! Darn. I wanna know why the sexual harassment panda is so funny. It's not fun for me when all my guy-ish friends are making jokes about it and I don't get it then those jokes become directed at me even though I know they're just making fun like they always do OHMYGAWSH I WANNA WATCH IT RIGHT NOW. *breath*.
I may be slightly more hyper now.
I'm so hyper I can't spell "Cobra Starship." Why would I want to spell that? I wanted to listen to the song "Send My Love to the Dance Floor I'll See You in Hell (Hey Mister DJ)." This song reminds me of the sixth grade. Woo-hoo. Not really. It's still a good song, though. Too bad I don't have enough room on my iPod to put it on. I need a new one so bad!
I really should go take a shower then sleep. Goodnight.
About what? I'm not quite sure yet, but I will make one. Maybe I'll make a list about things to make lists about. BRILLIANT, non? No. There are several requirements, though. This list has to be at LEAST thirty things long, and it can't be a list I've already written before.
I really really like Congratulations by MGMT. My favourtie song is either "Brian Eno" or "I Found a Whistle." Maybe "Congratulations." It really is very good. I encourage you to go out and buy it.
IT'S A WAVE THAT'S A CAT EATING ANOTHER CAT THAT'S RIDING IT!
http://www.unrelatedcaptions.com is very, very funny. I just realized I already secretly directed you there.
Flea is pretty much the best bassist I have ever encountered. Although I'll probably meet more in my time, maybe even be better than him one day. *wistful*
The reason I bring up the lovely electric bass is because I now have this song:
and every time I hear it my fingers just itch to play it. Really. What a hook there. The thing about this song is that this guy who's playing the bass isn't especially talented, and that line isn't especially complicated. It is just effective at what's it's supposed to be doing, which is enhancing the song.
And THAT is the beauty in simplicity.
(You do realize that, initially, I had no idea where I was going with this. I just wanted to talk about the song.)
Now I have to go be nice to CoCo so that he'll love me forever. Goodnight friends.
I love listening to Switchfoot talk; they always have something interesting to say.
If I die tomorrow, I want this to happen:
Donate my organs, and give my body to science. I'm not going to be doing anything with it, so why not do something good? As far as all my stuff goes, divide it up amongst yourselves. EXCEPT. Give all the stuff Campbell ever gave to me back to him, unless of course he doesn't want it...and anything else he wants. Don't fight him kids. Oh, and Sara gets Clifford. No exceptions.
If my family doesn't go along with all of this, show them this, okay?
OH. and. No funeral. I don't like the idea of people mourning my death. Don't be sad I'm gone, be glad I lived. Have a party for all I care! Just no ceremony centered around being sad. That's not a fun emotion, and it really wouldn't honor my memory, now would it?
I'm listening to Switchfoot's music choices on a podcast. So far, they're rather interesting. Many songs that I would NEVER have imagined. Huh. Huh huh huh.
I really really like "Loser" by Beck. If you haven't listened to the song yet it's down in that general direction. vv
ANYWAY. I'm listening to Britney Spears. Emily and I are having a Britney fest, and the next person who hates on it is gonna get killed so hard they're gonna die to death!
Talent shoe? Where?! Oh. You said talent show. Dangit. Speaking of which, yes. I'm auditioning with my little band of sorts. We're are going to play an awesome song, and you will all be jealous of our mahdshkillz.
So, you say you've got some new music, eh? Why, yes, I do! Now what exactly do you got there? Well, I'll tell you. By way of CDs: Oracular Spectacular by MGMT Inside In/Inside Out by the Kooks Room on Fire by the Strokes Alice in Chains Greatest Hits (I love when I find awesome music in my dad's collection.)
By way of single songs: Jeremy by Pearl Jam Can't Stop by Red Hot Chili Peppers Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden Buddy Holly by Weezer Loser by Beck ...Baby One More Time by Britney Spears (Dont judge. She was good in her hay day! She still is, in fact.)
Yes, I did watch Top 100 Songs of the 90's, and soon enough I will have plenty more 90's music where that came from, including all the Nirvana I can get my hands on. (RIP Kurt Cobain! Why do you have to be dead?!)
Also, I read The Boy in the Striped Pajamas over break. It was very very good, but very sad. I also read Vote for Larry, which I will talk about in greater detail when I'm not on my phone.
I can escape all this stupid drama that's been going on. Except I'll be leaving Campbell... and if there was any one person I want to talk to right now it would be him, but I won't get to till the Monday we get back. Fun, right? No.
So I finally called his house. Once. Did he pick up? No. Am I going to try again? No. Why? I'm lazy, and I don't like calling peoples' house phone. I reallyreallyreally want to hang out with him today though! So should I call him again? Yes, and probably will.
Constantly trying to attempt to do what I'm told. Sure, I'll do it, but I wish I didn't have to, and, because for some reason, I'll do it well. I HAT PROJECTS! Right now I'm trying to finish a powerpoint presentation for Social Studies and it's not going so smoothly. Sure, I've got a lot finished, but there's still a bunch of holes. Like cheese. A Swiss prostitute, even (LAWL). Rrrg. I just want to get this over with, but I can't. Mostly because I'm LAZY! (Yea, most of this is my fault, but who cares? I feel like ranting. About nothing.)
Fracken' Davis is in fracken' Hong Kong. He's gonna be gone for three fracken' weeks as him and his dad circumnavigate the fracken' globe. Oh my gawsh. He fracken' has it all, doesn't he? I love him, really I do, but is it impossible not to be jealous of him all the time? He is a talented ladies man who gets to go around the world with his dad for three weeks. He's smart, too, and did I mention how talented he is? Seriously! You give this guy an instrument, he can play it. I hate and love him all at the same time.
