A Real Good Rant: Miley Cyrus

I just want to say something (I promise it's quick):

MILEY CYRUS IS A GOOD PERSON!!!

I don't know why...well, I do know why...but it's bugging me that everyone hates Miley Cyrus.

FACT #1: Her dad probably influenced Disney's choice when deciding who to pick as the star of their next show.
FACT #2: She doesn't write her own songs. Her dad does.
FACT #3: Her songs are corny or cheesy or fake at times.

Okayyy, This is me getting into lawyer character:

REBUT #1: Her dad is a great person who was just trying to help her darling daughter with a dream.
REBUT #2: Okay, how many of you can write songs????!?!! I had to write one for a 12-bar-blues in music and it was not pretty. It's not illegal to get help from your parent!
REBUT #3: Shut up.

I don't know, but it seems really unfair that everyone is hating on Miley Cyrus. It got to the point where she wrote a book to describe her feelings, how it was hurting her that everyone was making judgements that weren't true. She may not be the best muscitian, but she's a good-hearted girl. You know guys...think back to a time when you were only trying to follow your dream and in the end you just got laughed at. Okay?
Another point: some ppl hate her because they think her life is "perfect". Well, gues what? Her life is not "perfect" when everyone is FLIPPIN HATIN HER.
Just...try to look at it from her eyes.

And her songs aren't even that bad!

Final point: I am NOT getting paid to do this.

Right, onto another point:

I changed my little iPod-y thing at the side-bar. I was really coming to despise my last one, but for ages I've been procrastinating fixing it...until now when I finally sucked in my gut and picked some new songs. You may not like them...you may like them...you may be too lazy to listen to them...that's all fine.

And, okay, there aren't any Miley Cyrus songs on my iPod. But, I could if I wanted too!!!!!!!!!

Mmmmm....Cadbury chocolate is good.

Thanks Oprah

Okay, I really wanted to do a questionnaire, but I didn't have enough time to do the one over at Camo's blog, so I did this really quick one I found at Oprah.com (DON"T JUDGE ME). I promise I will try to get to the other questionnaire ASAP. Ttyl.

• Who was your favorite celebrity as a child? Whoever happened to have a sword.
  
• What type of pets do you have? Two cats, some extreme-stunt fish, two brothers.
  
• What is your favorite color? Red...sure.
  
• What is most memorable about your school years? my friends, my hobbies,
  
• What word describes you best? Mercurial. YES! That's my word. It's so cool.
  
• What is your greatest accomplishment? Graduating kindergarten (Jk.)
  
• What drives you every day? Motivation. Duh.
  
• What is your favorite food? Veitnamese Noodle Dish and DONt even ask.
  
• Where do you want to retire? Somewhere I feel completely at home...when your old, your pretty much done with world-traveling. I suspect.
  
• What is your business goal this year? To become a millionaire.
  
• Where do you like to vacation? Where do I vacation? New england, england, canada. Where do I want to vacation? The moon.
  
• Who do you admire? Jeez, i hate it when ppl ask that!! Ugh, I'm just going to say "me". Vain, much?
  
• What is your mission? to do something...great and relitively meaningful.
  
• If you were invisible, where would you go? Everywhere. I'm invisible, remember?
  
• What traits in others are you attracted to? Open-mindedness, kindness, excitement...
  
• What is the kindest thing anyone has done for you? ...i don't know...
  
• How do you want to be remembered? As Coco. Which would be greatly.
  
• What would you do with a million dollars? Spend it.
  
• If you were on an island, who would you want to be with? Why? I don't know...maybe my dead great aunt Lucille...she taught me so much...i wish I could have known her better.
  
• You have a 10 minute speech to give at a high school, what is it about? What can I say? Me.
  

What I Like

I like it when the smartest kid in the class gets a question wrong. (Unless it's me.)

I like it when my science teacher gives a piece of information nobody cares about (did you know that a woodpecker can peck twenty times a second?) and everyone just looks at him as if to say "No."

I like it when preppy girls wear flipflops in the dead of winter and steps in a pile of cold snow.

I like it when my brothers are playing Yu-Gi-Oh, and I have no idea what they're saying. (Activating force-flex character proton X Shield of the Goblin raiders on the second Beast of the Cave magic card!)

I like it when a comedy show tells a bad joke, and to make up for the silence they digitally add some old record of people laughing even though they all know it's lame.

I like it when some kids start to talk about how much they hate their math teacher, when they find out she's right behind them.

I like it when those lame characters in that lame cartoon always say "this can't get any worse!" and it magically just gets worse.

I like it when people wear their pants way too high.

I like it when little kindergarten boys would point at little kindergarten girls and yell "EW! COOTIES!" and the girls would automatically look all over themselves and wonder what's wrong.

I like it when fatty cupcakes, etc. would have a big label on the side that says "reduced sugar!" as if that changed anything.

I like it when you're talking to a boy, and his voice breaks.

I like it when parents who read way to many parenting books, try to persuade their children to eat "cod oil" pills, saying that it will help "nuture the mind."

I like it when a child back-sasses their parent in front of guests, and the parent completely flips out with embarrasment.

I like it when I give a friend some candy that I think is really delicious, and their faces screw up as they try to resist the urge to spit it out.

I like it when the underpaid guy dressed up as Santa in Macy's around Christmas, trys to hurry the kids along, only to find out they have a whole speech planned out.

I like it when people dye their hair some absurd color for no reason.

I like it when, for whatever reason, you're up at a ridiculous hour, and you see people jogging outside.

I like it when you'reout at a party eating some sort of rich dessert, and the weight-watcher moms are all eyeing you venomously.

I like it when your Grandma, Aunt, etc. is watching you open their present they gave you- thinking that you'll love it- only for you to find it's something completely gross or hideous and your parents break out in a sweat behind your Grandma's back.

I like it when you go to another country, and somehow, without even hearing your accent, they'll all somehow know you're American.

I like it when you go to the beach, and there's the usual chicks in bikinis and surfers in hawaian shorts, but just when you think it's going to be completely normal, you see this really really old man in a tiny bathing suit, just trying to fit in.

I like it when you're watching a play, and in a particularily quiet scene, a baby starts bawling for no apparent reason.

I like it when a child is holding a popcicle on a really hot day, and tries to lick up all the drips at once, but ends up dropping the popcicle and buying a new one.

I like it when you're in a zoo's bathroom, and some desparate mom is trying to change her son's diaper, when all of a sudden she gets hit with a stream of pee in the face.

I like it when you're happily sitting in a toasty warm blanket under an umbrella at the side-lines of your brother's soccer game, while he's all getting soaked playing all hard-core-like in the mud.

I like it when a parent is forced to sit through two hours or something of some girlie kiddie Barbie movie with her daughter when they go to the cinema, and soon after pledge never to do that again.

I like it when a teacher sees that somebody has scribbled all over his/her board, automatically accuse the loud obnoxious student, only to immediately back up on the punishment when he/she finds out that the petite, innocent, quiet girl did it.

I like it when a cat will go and sleep somewhere totally random, and by the looks of it- completely uncomfortable, like on the microwave, in the sink, or on your brothers' scooter.

I like it when adults share this big "inside joke" about something that happened in "their time" and the onlooking teens will be disturbed or weirded out.

I like people who follow my blog.

So now you know what I like.

(I just realized, about half of the things on my list somehow include little kids. :-/ hmmm.)

Post a comment!

Awesome, Awesome, Awesome

Do you ever feel like your blog is becoming a bit of a one-note-song?

Cuz I was looking back through all my posts.

And, I noticed something:

I was overusing the word "awesome."

and not a little, a lot. This is awesome...you are awesome...that's so awesome...I am awesome...etc.

And awesome is a great word. It summarizes me very well (heehee, lol). But, in the English language, there are so many incredible, magnificent, excellent, beautiful, super insane, elegant words to use, and awesome is just...average. A lot of people use awesome, I guess. By just using "awesome" all the time, you'll look average too. But if you use a wide variety of other sophisticated, meaningful words...well, you'll look like you know what you're talking about. why not experiment with other adjectives? Yes? No? Maybe so?

And awesome is great on occasion.

But if you look through my posts, you'll see what I meant by obsessing over the word. So now, I have created my own challange and goal, to limit my usage of the term. It'll go on for now until the end of March. It's like weight watchers, except for your tongue...?

So the next time you hear me say, "Oh meh gawsh, that _____ is so awesome!" or "Don't judge me, I'm awesome!" or "You rock, dudes! Awesome!", you have the privelege to...erm...yell at me? I guess. Yes? No? Maybe so?

So, until April 1st, that will be my challenge.

Until then my excellent readers.

I've Been Hit!

Okay, so I put a poll up on the side of my blog -------->>> that you should all immediately do, if you haven't done before. It basically asks "do you have a blog?"

Simple right?

Okay, all the morons that said "what's a blog?" are either sarcastic, bored, or extremely clueless.

Now, I didn't mean that in a particularily bad way, I was just a little...well, guys listen. I put up polls because I want to know your truthful opinion! And saying "what's a blog?" doesn't make you look particularily smart. Because this is a blog. That answer your question? So...uh...well, that's it.

On with the post....

A while back, i did a post on how to blog. And Sweettropic said "you blog on how to blog?" And, in answer to your question, Sweet, yes I do. Cuz that's how I roll....I'm the boss, applesauce. (the last phrase is brought to you by DFM, a Judge Judy fan.)

Anywho....

I guess to continue a bit with what I started, I will go a bit in depth about bloggahs.

There are many fish in the ocean.

And there are many people in the city.

And there are many fish in the city too.

Because we're not all normal.

:)

that would be me. Sorry, i just thought of that off the top of my head, and i had to write it down. Now, I guess, on with what I was saying.........

There are different types of bloggers:

the "theme blogger" that follows a particular pattern with what he/she blogs about (maybe changes it up here and there, but otherwise you know what to expect.) (cake wrecks, travel, programming, video games, make-up tutorials, it all follows one certain theme.)

the "just whatever blogger" is just about whatever is going on in his/her life at the moment. It can range from anything petty and normal to the extreme. ("we're all friends! Elizabeth is best friends with Hannah. But she's also best friends with Isabella, Maddy, and me. But Maddy and me are really best friends, along with Maria and Isabella. Actually, Maria doesn't think Isabella is her best friend, but Isabella thinks Maria is her best friend. Maria thinks that Hannah is her best friend, but as you know, that's actually Elizabeth, see?") (Special thanks to Bart King.)

the "angry, angsty, deppressed, 'i hate my life', blogger." Self-explanitory. :-/

the "reporter blogger." This blogger reports on anything that's going on! Celebrity news (similar to the "theme blogger"-see above-), news news (the economy's really in the toilet, huh? the toilet of FAILURE.), politics, music (I hear britney's making a comeback...uhm...yup....), etc. But, they usually write in a more of a "tell-tale way" at first (okay, this happened, then this...then this.) but usually think of a way to get their opinion across (What the buck show? anyone? anyone?). They "dish the dirt" on whatever strikes their interest.

the "home improvement blogger." out of all the bloggers, this is the most boring in my opinion. Of course, this doesn't count for all home-improvement bloggers, but...most of them. they tell you how to cook a meal, how to fix a leaky faucet, how to get good-quality carpets for less, and more. yeah...that's about it.

the "self-promotion blogger." easy to spot. airheads.com....doritos.com....whatever, they're just trying to make you buy their product.


and that's about all I have to say. Obviously there are more categories, I'm a little lazy today. Shyeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. So, if you have any more categories, post a comment. PLEEZ.

My cats are having some relationship issues (like family relationship. Not kitty love.). Sunset, Jackie Chan, the fatty kitten has a phobia of being all alone. Cal, the old-y grouch female is totally anti-social. So, fatso keeps tagging along after her if, like i'm all solitary homework wise, and everyone else is out doing who-knows-what. he just needs company. which is NOT okay with Cal. So...they have some issues to work out.

Heehee, it's so funny. whenever i say "FATSO" li'l chub-chub Sunset looks up, as if to say, yeah that's me.

Ummmm, okay. Idk, what else I had planned for today's post. REMEMBER THE YOUTUBE CONTEST ENDS FRIDAY!!! if you haven't submitted anything, DO IT NOW!!! *twitch twitch*

Mmmmmm....still luv gingerbread. ^o^

"You see an awful lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see a smart woman with a dumb guy." -Erica Jong.

Yeah that's right! High-five, ladies! DOMINANT!

Now what?

Uuuuurrrrrghghhhhhh......

*belches randomly*

huh. weird. I hardly ever do that.

what to do...what to do....what to....

Oh forget it! This post is over.


...but one last thing:

"metrophobia." It means fear of poetry.

There's your excuse.

and cuz i can't resist.....

"arachibutrophobia." the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth.


heehee, byez.