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IF YOU KNOW ABOUT THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE PINK, PLEASE PLEASE LET US KNOW!!! SHE DIDN'T EVEN COME HOME TO EAT!
THANKS,
Pink
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First Voice Post
First Voice post…do you all like it?
Eminem
So Pink and I have decided to do that skittles thing from my contest a long time ago on halloween. It was Pink’s idea. Perfect right?
I have been thinking lately, and people… well we are just really complex. I mean obviously. But like my mom. She is the most frustrating and stubborn person you will meet in your life, but I think that’s what makes her strong. I kind of want to be like her. I mean I’m not going to be nearly as strict with my kids when I’m older, but I think being stubborn and feeling in control of everything is her coping mechanism. It’s how she deals with hard times. Me, I shut down, bottle things up, until finally they all explode out of me in one moment. Usually it involves crying and yelling at someone. Everyone has a way of dealing with stuff, that’s just us. Sometimes I listen to songs by ghetto rappers to help feel strong and tough. It makes me think I can take it. One of my favorites is “Beautiful” by Eminem. Eminem, give or take a few problems, writes music that really attacks my identity. By that I mean it really gets to me. He is so strong going through so much, and it encourages me. Obviously he did some stupid stuff, but at least he admits it. He doesn’t make excuses. I want to be the same. If you screw up, just say so. Don’t tiptoe around it for a while then admit to a half-truth. Put yourself out there. People need to accept you for who you are anyway, flaws and all.
Another thing I’ve been thinking about: people never really go away. Whether they leave, or die, or fade out of your life, or any number of things, they are always sort of in the back of your head. They can go wherever they want to, but you still hear them and see them in your head, and know what they would say or do. And I don’t care if it sounds cheesy.
Stay Smiling
Sofia
Randomm with an M
“Juno” is one of the greatest movies ever, despite the vulgarity in some parts. I like the way it’s realistic with everything, especially the people. And the really blan, straightforward humor. One of the very first lines cracks me up: “My mom unfailingly sends me a cactus every year for Valentine’s Day, and I’m like, gee, thanks, Coyote Ugly, your cactus grams reek even more than your abandonment.” That’s what I like. She can take something that really sucks and make it laughable using witty sarcasm.
Anyways, I was recently shown a spoof on youtube about the BP oil spill, just go on youtube and type in BP coffee spoof, or something, and it should come up. I almost peed my pants. “It’s encroaching on my map of Louisiana!” I’ll get a link for it up here later.
I was gonna post something a few days ago from my iPod, but it didn’t work. I will get that up soon too.
So I still haven’t made a Twitter… I don’t know what to do with myself. I just don’t. I swear if I even type the name of that site in the address bar, I can feel nausea oozing up through my fingertips. My friend says Twitter is like an STD.
Anyways gotta go.
Stay Smiling
Sofia
Blabbering and a Poem for Pink
I have to say, Pink’s earlier post caught me off guard. I sometimes talk to myself, but usually there are only two voices.
It’s not really the same inside my head though. It’s more like, I act or think a certain way, then I judge myself or get annoyed hearing my own thoughts because they are either stupid or pointless or because I don’t have the capacity to just sit there for a second and not think. I sat for about five minutes before I even started typing this post, because honestly, there’s not much to say, because let’s be honest here:
A. I am not about to post a bunch of personal info because it’s not only embaressing and private but then you run into that whole internet stalker problem (btw all you cyber stalkers out there- facebook stalkers not included- you all suck and ruin all the fun, just saying)
B. Unlike Pink here, I don’t have the magical gift of turning semi-interesting events into stuff that cracks people up
C. I suck at just sitting there and talking to people about nothing incredibly important. It is HARD to come up with things to say.
SO since I have all these issues I guess I’ll just talk about whatever.
Vampires Suck, despite the fact that I’m a Twilight fan, looks freaking hilarious. The previews made me lol. And not in the texting way. It was really out loud. One thing I can’t take though: Edward. I mean don’t get me wrong, he’s alright. And its good that he respects Bella and worships her like a queen and follows her around like a puppy and all that, that’s great, but he is SO SERIOUS. I mean, let’s not lie ladies, when a guy teases you or tricks you or makes fun of you, you like it. You are getting attention and that’s what we all want. Jacob does that, in cute ways, and I love it! Edward though, he’s really mushy about it. Not always bad, but in real life, that can just be awkward sometimes. In my opinion, while I respect all you mushy people out there, it’s better if the guy’s just really sweet to you a lot. When a guy just sits there and tells you how beautiful and special and sexy you are, my first thought is usually OK Buddy, I know what you’re after. I mean it’s not bad for guys to want that, it’s a natural thing, but guys, at least TRY and make it seem like you are just as into the personality, or up your game or SOMETHING. If you sith there and tell a girl how great looking she is for a long time you might as well hang a flashing sign over your head that says “I WANT SEX.” Now Edward is good with balancing out his compliments, that’s not his problem. I just feel like Jake is much more fun to be around than Edward. Edward is a suck up (in more ways than one).
Now that I have Pink pounding her head against the wall…
Idk if many of you guys like Mayday Parade, my favorite band, but they are amazing. They’re most famous song is “Miserable at Best,” which I want to learn to play on the piano because it is beautiful and every note seems to hit home for me, but they have sooo many other great songs. Now I know this sounds weird, but some of you might get me on this. While a bunch of the words in there song don’t make much sense to me (I have memorized every word to a ton of them), there is something abou the way the music is composed, played, sang, whatever it may be, that really made me feel what they were feeling. I could really connect with the music. Even if it’s just the music alone.
And also, “Like We Used To” by A Rocket to the Moon. Now there’s a great example of a song where the guy is really honest and down to earth about his feelings for this girl. It isn’t just a crush or he think’s she’s attractive or something, he cares about her. Period. There’s a guy genuinely liking/loving/whatevering a girl and balancing out interest in the girl with the attraction to her. It makes me wanna give him a hug and tell him everything will be ok. I dunno.
I don’t know if many of you have summer reading… at least one of our summer books always has someone getting raped. I don’t get why that’s always… Well nevermind I just don’t get it.
I watched an Italian eat a taco for the first time once. He at it with a fork. I laughed at him, yes, being the mean American that I am. But c’mon!! He at that thing with a fork! You’d laugh too, I don’t wanna hear it.
ANYWAYS. I have kept righting my book, and made a bunch of changes, so I will be editing it on here and changing a bunch of stuff. Bare with me.
I think maybe I’m going to start making my book be like my life, only more twisted and dramatic.
I think twitter is confusing and pointless and I don’t really like it. I mean it’s an entire social website designed to make it easier to creep on people and get into their personal life. Not that they mind, because the second purpose of the site is so that people can tweet about stuff that they want all their creepers to know about, because lets face it myspacers, facebookers, and twitterers, the truth is we all want creepers to creep on us. It gives us that warm fuzzy feeling inside that says someone cares about you enough to check up your every thought, every status, every tweet… and know all about your personal life, thoughts, feelings, and all without you ever knowing. Everybody wins!
I am going to do some rhyming for Pink.
Pink is a talker, and she has her obsessions
Her head is the place you find most her confessions
The pink ones, the Dave ones, it’s really confusing
Her fetishes, though, can be pretty amusing
From zombies to Halestorm to lesbian crushes
But weirdest of all is whenever she hushes
I wanted to end this with something more clever
But I’m out of rhymes so I guess it’s whatever
Stay Smiling,
Sofia
