No lie, it's a weird list. But this is what I've decided on today. ACCEPT IT.
25. "I'm A Realist" by the Cribs.
24. "Like It Or Not (El Guincho Remix)" by Architecture in Helsinki.
23. "Jimmy" by M.I.A.
22. "Bossy" by Lindsay Lohan.
21. "Dying Is Fine" by Ra Ra Riot.
20. "Get Better" by Mates of State.
19. "Greenlight (Diplo Dade County 1988 Mix)" by John Legend.
18. "California Dreamer" by Wolf Parade.
17. "Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?" by She & Him.
16. "No One Does It Like You" by Department of Eagles.
15. "Shove It (Feat. Spank Rock)" by Santogold.
14. "Meddle" by Little Boots.
13. "Lust For Life" by Girls.
12. "I'm Good, I'm Gone (Black Kids Remix)" by Lykke Li.
11. "Pot Kettle Black" by Tilly and the Wall.
10. "The Girl You Lost To Cocaine" by Sia.
09. "I Stand Corrected" by Vampire Weekend.
08. "L.E.S. Artistes" by Santogold.
07. "Walking On A Dream" by Empire of the Sun.
06. "Dressed To Digress" by Boy Crisis.
05. "The Hill, The View & The Lights" by Cajun Dance Party.
04. "Get It Up" by Radioclit featuring Santogold and M.I.A.
03. "Fascination" by Alphabeat.
02. "Womanizer" (The Teenagers Remix or the original) by Britney Spears.
01. "Sleepyhead" by Passion Pit.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
This is a little song dedicated to all you women out there.
"Sweet Ballad" by Munchaussen by Proxy, which is Zooey Deschanel + Von Iva, from the Yes Man OST.
Got nothing to prove,
I'm not your whore.
You're gonna lose,
'cause I got more.
I'm not sure
you can endure.
I'm not your little,
I'm not your little,
I'm not your little whore.
(Whore, whore, no)
I'm not your late night booty call.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM,
it won't happen again.
(Whore no more)
Like a scab that won't heal,
just another sore.
Lost face in the crowd,
such a lonely boy.
Don't call me past 11 PM,
it won't happen again.
It happened once, it happened twice, it happened three times,
maybe 4 times, maybe 5 times,
maybe, maybe it happened 6 times,
but it won't happen a 7th time, oh no no!
(Whore, whore, whore)
I'm not your late night booty call.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM.
It won't happen again.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM.
It won't happen again.
You can call me at 10:59,
but don't call me at 11,
because that's my rule now.
Very empowering words for these dark times... I love Zooey Deschanel. She just knows how to make me laugh!
Got nothing to prove,
I'm not your whore.
You're gonna lose,
'cause I got more.
I'm not sure
you can endure.
I'm not your little,
I'm not your little,
I'm not your little whore.
(Whore, whore, no)
I'm not your late night booty call.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM,
it won't happen again.
(Whore no more)
Like a scab that won't heal,
just another sore.
Lost face in the crowd,
such a lonely boy.
Don't call me past 11 PM,
it won't happen again.
It happened once, it happened twice, it happened three times,
maybe 4 times, maybe 5 times,
maybe, maybe it happened 6 times,
but it won't happen a 7th time, oh no no!
(Whore, whore, whore)
I'm not your late night booty call.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM.
It won't happen again.
(Whore no more)
Don't call me past 11 PM.
It won't happen again.
You can call me at 10:59,
but don't call me at 11,
because that's my rule now.
Very empowering words for these dark times... I love Zooey Deschanel. She just knows how to make me laugh!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Helpful advice from a song in an iPhone commercial
"You, Me, and the Bourgeoisie" by the Submarines
And here we are, in the center of the first world
It's laid out before us, who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up,
we choose love,
we choose light,
And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart.
And here we are, in the center of the first world
It's laid out before us, who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up,
we choose love,
we choose light,
And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart.
I'm in the quicksand.
SONG OF THE DAY: "Quicksand" by La Roux.
Oh, oh, when will I learn?
All you do is push me back in the dirt.
FINALS WEEK! WOOOO!!!! YAY!!!!
Ugh. I had my Sociology exam yesterday (which I made a B on, slightly disappointing) and my Music Appreciation exam earlier tonight. Thursday morning I have Oceanography, and my DREADED Chemistry exam is Saturday afternoon. PLEASE DON'T FAIL CHEMISTRY, PLEASEEEEE. Plus, Nicole said if I pass Chemistry, she's going to buy me beer. That's all the motivation I need!
While studying for my Music Appreciation exam, I finally focused my attention to the listening selections. "Adagio for Strings" by Samuel Barber came on, and GOD, that song is SO familiar, right? I looked up what it's been in, and I don't think I recognize it from any of the films/tv shows/video games. It's kind of a haunting song, so not terribly surprising that I like it so much. Music Apprec. taught me how to appreciate at least one song. Job almost well done.
Next goal, try not to get my hopes up for anything! Chances are, I'll just end up disappointed. Good plan. But I can't help it!
NEW GUILTY PLEASURE ALERT:
"Swing" by Savage.
If any of you have seen Knocked Up, you'll recognize this as the music in the club Seth Rogen's character is doing the Dice dance to. Hahahahaha.
The kitties are so cranky with me, since I haven't been home due to studying for finals. Kitties, you know we're going to spend a day together real soon. Probably sooner rather than later. Mommy didn't forget about you!
Speaking of Mommy, my mom has a Facebook. It's really weird for me, guys. Especially since there are at least two pictures of me doing keg stands on my Facebook.
You know something weird's going on in yo' brain when you start having dreams about making playlists and picking the closing song for it. LIKE, I ACTUALLY HAD A DREAM ABOUT THAT. I WAS REALLY STRESSED OUT ABOUT IT IN MY DREAM. Geez, when am I not stressed out? LALALALALA, FINALS! In the same dream, Nicole drank my last beer and I got really pissed off at her. Belligerent even in my dreams! How sweet!
So, I got totally trashed Friday night and the house I was at had Rock Band 2. I ended up drunkenly singing "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac... people clapped when I was done singing. I don't think it's because I was singing well, either. People, NO DRUNK ROCK BAND SINGING. It's ALMOST as bad as drunk driving (kidding, kidding). Just take away the mic next time, pleases and thank yous. I really need to learn how to tone myself down when I get that drunk. I'm really sweet, though. I'm all "I love you, guys!" and hugs and shit.
YOU CAN GO YOUR OWN WAYYYY! GO YOUR OWN WAYYYYY!!!
Oh, oh, when will I learn?
All you do is push me back in the dirt.
FINALS WEEK! WOOOO!!!! YAY!!!!
Ugh. I had my Sociology exam yesterday (which I made a B on, slightly disappointing) and my Music Appreciation exam earlier tonight. Thursday morning I have Oceanography, and my DREADED Chemistry exam is Saturday afternoon. PLEASE DON'T FAIL CHEMISTRY, PLEASEEEEE. Plus, Nicole said if I pass Chemistry, she's going to buy me beer. That's all the motivation I need!
While studying for my Music Appreciation exam, I finally focused my attention to the listening selections. "Adagio for Strings" by Samuel Barber came on, and GOD, that song is SO familiar, right? I looked up what it's been in, and I don't think I recognize it from any of the films/tv shows/video games. It's kind of a haunting song, so not terribly surprising that I like it so much. Music Apprec. taught me how to appreciate at least one song. Job almost well done.
Next goal, try not to get my hopes up for anything! Chances are, I'll just end up disappointed. Good plan. But I can't help it!
NEW GUILTY PLEASURE ALERT:
"Swing" by Savage.
If any of you have seen Knocked Up, you'll recognize this as the music in the club Seth Rogen's character is doing the Dice dance to. Hahahahaha.
The kitties are so cranky with me, since I haven't been home due to studying for finals. Kitties, you know we're going to spend a day together real soon. Probably sooner rather than later. Mommy didn't forget about you!
Speaking of Mommy, my mom has a Facebook. It's really weird for me, guys. Especially since there are at least two pictures of me doing keg stands on my Facebook.
You know something weird's going on in yo' brain when you start having dreams about making playlists and picking the closing song for it. LIKE, I ACTUALLY HAD A DREAM ABOUT THAT. I WAS REALLY STRESSED OUT ABOUT IT IN MY DREAM. Geez, when am I not stressed out? LALALALALA, FINALS! In the same dream, Nicole drank my last beer and I got really pissed off at her. Belligerent even in my dreams! How sweet!
So, I got totally trashed Friday night and the house I was at had Rock Band 2. I ended up drunkenly singing "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac... people clapped when I was done singing. I don't think it's because I was singing well, either. People, NO DRUNK ROCK BAND SINGING. It's ALMOST as bad as drunk driving (kidding, kidding). Just take away the mic next time, pleases and thank yous. I really need to learn how to tone myself down when I get that drunk. I'm really sweet, though. I'm all "I love you, guys!" and hugs and shit.
YOU CAN GO YOUR OWN WAYYYY! GO YOUR OWN WAYYYYY!!!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I'm on some drugs, you're on some drugs, do you wanna talk to me?
SONG OF THE DAY: "L'Homme" by Boy Crisis.
Yes, another one by Boy Crisis. Sexy time, implied.
OH, GOD. That song and "Every Little Earthquake" by Little Boots make me want to have one badass dance party in my apartment. I just want a bunch of colored lights, strobe lights, tons of people dancing, stuff, music... I have a tiny apartment, too. Short people have to dance under my loft bed. I'm doing it sometime this break, I swear.
Yes, another one by Boy Crisis. Sexy time, implied.
OH, GOD. That song and "Every Little Earthquake" by Little Boots make me want to have one badass dance party in my apartment. I just want a bunch of colored lights, strobe lights, tons of people dancing, stuff, music... I have a tiny apartment, too. Short people have to dance under my loft bed. I'm doing it sometime this break, I swear.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
I need you on top of me, like I was funnel cake and you were strawberries and Cool-Whip.
SONG OF THE DAY: "Strawberries" by Boy Crisis.
Nothing quite gets you in the mood like this song, if you know what I mean! Same goes with "Dressed to Digress," sexy time! "I wanna be making you scream like a car alarm..." Srsly, dudes. Srsly, you gotta stop.
I've had some alcohol, listened to some Britney Spears, and now I feel like a whore. Does anyone else have this reaction when they are under the influence of the Britney?
It might just be me. That's okay.
BRITNEY SPEARS! MARCH 3RD! I'm gonna go with my momma.
Nothing quite gets you in the mood like this song, if you know what I mean! Same goes with "Dressed to Digress," sexy time! "I wanna be making you scream like a car alarm..." Srsly, dudes. Srsly, you gotta stop.
I've had some alcohol, listened to some Britney Spears, and now I feel like a whore. Does anyone else have this reaction when they are under the influence of the Britney?
It might just be me. That's okay.
BRITNEY SPEARS! MARCH 3RD! I'm gonna go with my momma.
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