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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I'm going to be honest
I hate the song "I love college."
And it's not just the, "oh, that song is so overplayed" kind of hate. Or the "it's really annoying when that song gets stuck in my head" kind of hate.
It's like a "I think that no one in the entire world should ever be subjected to that song and that Asher Roth should be taken out back and beaten senseless for ever creating it" kind of hate.
Now, I've mentioned before that I am most definitely not a music snob. I appreciate all music no matter what the genre even if I don't necessarily enjoy listening to it. It takes a lot of talent to create music in any form and I can usually find the beauty in the song.
With that being said, I don't appreciate anything about "I love college."
Just to give you some lyrics from this song that, I think, will prove my point:
"That party last night was awfully crazy, I wish we taped it.
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked.
Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need.
Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again"
I mean, really? And that's the freaking chorus, people! It's played over and over and over (literally the guy beats us over the head with it) and I really can't think of anything more representative of the god-awfulness of the song.
And it really bugs me when I hear people at parties get all excited to hear it come on the radio.
Oh, you trashy, trashy people.
So here's to those who agree with me that this song should be banned from humanity.
And it's not just the, "oh, that song is so overplayed" kind of hate. Or the "it's really annoying when that song gets stuck in my head" kind of hate.
It's like a "I think that no one in the entire world should ever be subjected to that song and that Asher Roth should be taken out back and beaten senseless for ever creating it" kind of hate.
Now, I've mentioned before that I am most definitely not a music snob. I appreciate all music no matter what the genre even if I don't necessarily enjoy listening to it. It takes a lot of talent to create music in any form and I can usually find the beauty in the song.
With that being said, I don't appreciate anything about "I love college."
Just to give you some lyrics from this song that, I think, will prove my point:
"That party last night was awfully crazy, I wish we taped it.
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked.
Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need.
Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again"
I mean, really? And that's the freaking chorus, people! It's played over and over and over (literally the guy beats us over the head with it) and I really can't think of anything more representative of the god-awfulness of the song.
And it really bugs me when I hear people at parties get all excited to hear it come on the radio.
Oh, you trashy, trashy people.
So here's to those who agree with me that this song should be banned from humanity.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Moving Onward and Upward
It's no doubt that the past couple of weeks has been full of a lot of good and a lot of bad. And there are no two ways around it...I've got some serious internal conflict going on because of it all.
On one hand, I have the excitement of getting accepted into grad school and getting to do the one thing I've wanted to do for almost a year now.
And on the other, I have to accept that there are bad people in the world who will only ever care about themselves.
However, I am trying my hardest to push on and find that little glimmer of a lesson learned through it all. Not so much a concrete lesson like "always double check your locks" or crap like that. More along the lines of "good things happen but that doesn't keep the bad things from happening too, so you've got to keep your head up and keep on keeping on."
Too generic? Yeah, I need to work on my lesson learned. But that's the general idea and I think everyone gets the picture.
So now I'm just trying to set my eyes forward and move on. I can't let myself get too caught up in the "I got into grad school" thrill because I have oh so much paperwork to fill out and get done, including Spanish translations of my diploma and transcript, an Apostille Seal from the Hague Convention (wtf is that, anyway?) to get on all of that, and a student visa so I can even stay in Spain to begin with. And, of course, I can't let myself continue to sulk and throw myself a pity party just cause my stuff is gone now.
So it's official. I'm moving on. And it feels pretty good.
On one hand, I have the excitement of getting accepted into grad school and getting to do the one thing I've wanted to do for almost a year now.
And on the other, I have to accept that there are bad people in the world who will only ever care about themselves.
However, I am trying my hardest to push on and find that little glimmer of a lesson learned through it all. Not so much a concrete lesson like "always double check your locks" or crap like that. More along the lines of "good things happen but that doesn't keep the bad things from happening too, so you've got to keep your head up and keep on keeping on."
Too generic? Yeah, I need to work on my lesson learned. But that's the general idea and I think everyone gets the picture.
So now I'm just trying to set my eyes forward and move on. I can't let myself get too caught up in the "I got into grad school" thrill because I have oh so much paperwork to fill out and get done, including Spanish translations of my diploma and transcript, an Apostille Seal from the Hague Convention (wtf is that, anyway?) to get on all of that, and a student visa so I can even stay in Spain to begin with. And, of course, I can't let myself continue to sulk and throw myself a pity party just cause my stuff is gone now.
So it's official. I'm moving on. And it feels pretty good.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Back to Earth
I totally jinxed myself with that last post. Seriously. I was knocked off of my little pedestal on cloud nine and shoved on the ground so hard I'll be digging myself out for weeks.
So, long story short, and mainly because I don't like talking about it, my apartment was broken into and I got robbed last week. The damn thieves took all my nice stuff including my brand new macbook (my graduation gift) and my ipod. I can't even begin to tell you how unbelievably sad/angry it makes me.
And I wish I could say that this was a new experience, but it just wouldn't be true. I've been broken into/robbed not once. Not twice. Not even three times. Four times, people. Four times I've been targeted. And each time it's just as bad. First was my house last year, but luckily my roommate woke up and chased them out. Then my car got broken into. Then I got robbed in person in Spain. And now this.
I don't know who these people are or what possesses them to do it. But I do know that they are quickly turning me into a very bitter person with some serious trust issues.
So, long story short, and mainly because I don't like talking about it, my apartment was broken into and I got robbed last week. The damn thieves took all my nice stuff including my brand new macbook (my graduation gift) and my ipod. I can't even begin to tell you how unbelievably sad/angry it makes me.
And I wish I could say that this was a new experience, but it just wouldn't be true. I've been broken into/robbed not once. Not twice. Not even three times. Four times, people. Four times I've been targeted. And each time it's just as bad. First was my house last year, but luckily my roommate woke up and chased them out. Then my car got broken into. Then I got robbed in person in Spain. And now this.
I don't know who these people are or what possesses them to do it. But I do know that they are quickly turning me into a very bitter person with some serious trust issues.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
On Cloud Nine
I know that everyone who reads this (which isn't many) pretty much already knows, but just for the sake of posterity.....
I GOT IN!!! I got my acceptance letter into the Masters program in Alcalá, so I'll be moving to Spain in August/September to live there for awhile. I can't even begin to describe how excited I still am and how much I'm looking forward to the future now.
Dream of getting a masters? Check.
Dream of moving back to Spain? Check.
I'm definitely riding a mental high right now. And it would take a lot to knock me off my current pedestal. :)
Hooray for the future!
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