OK, previous plan failed MISERABLY. That's ok thought because who REALLY thought that I would keep up with it? Actually, I honestly tried.
Nothing super interesting is going on in my life right now. I've got 3 essays to write, a midterm on thursday but all I want to do is sleep.
So what is everyone listening to these days? I'm into Bon Iver. He's amazing. This is a very short blog post because honestly, I do not have anything to blog about. I'm just procrastinating.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
And you Know that Notion Just Crossed my Mind...
Welcome to my new blog. I deleted most of the old posts, except for the awesome ones, to make way for new, more awesome ones. I, fellow people, have settled on a theme. Ready? Taking inspiration from David Letterman (and no, I am not sleeping with my interns), I will create a Top 10 list of anything and everything. And I'm going to try and keep this up every day. Shall we take bets to see how long this will last? I call 1 week. But screw it, let's try for longer.
Hmm... The first one, and rightfully so, was created all the way back in March. You know what I'm referring to. Yeah, that's right, it was the bashing of the one, the only, Zac Efron. Expect more of these, plus positive ones!
So, here we go!
TOP 10 GREATEST SONGS OF ALL TIME
- Beast of Burden - The Rolling Stones
Hands down, this is my favorite song of all time. I could listen to it on repeat all day long!
- Bron-Yr-Aur Stomp (How the West Was Won Live Version) - Led Zeppelin
- Garden Party - Ricky Nelson
- I'm on Fire - Bruce Springsteen
- The End - The Doors
- Up on Cripple Creek - The Band
- Casey Jones - Grateful Dead
- Kashmir - Led Zeppelin
Many people consider "Stairway to Heaven" the essential Zeppelin tune; but, it doesn't hold a candle to "Kashmir”!! Reflecting Plant's infatuation with Kashmir, this song not only has beautiful lyrics, but blends classical Moroccan, Indian and Middle Eastern music to create what Led Zeppelin themselves call their "masterpiece."
9. Road to Nowhere- Talking Heads
- Breakfast in America – Supertramp
Doopy. (happy now?)
Stay tuned tomorrow for... tomorrow's edition.
PS. Prize for the person who can name the song in the title.
Unsolved Mysteries
I want to start blogging on a more regular basis. So, today instead of paying attention in Writ 102, I was brainstorming ideas for my new blog. Should I:
a) Review a different CD every day?
b) comment on relevant news stories?
c) tell you about my day? (snore)
I can't really think of anything else (that would be interesting to you or to me). Got any ideas, my loyal 3 readers? I'm going to try and make this interesting, maybe get it up to 5 READERS.
Woa, dream big!
Currently Listening To:
Greatest mix of sounds I have ever heard.
b) comment on relevant news stories?
c) tell you about my day? (snore)
I can't really think of anything else (that would be interesting to you or to me). Got any ideas, my loyal 3 readers? I'm going to try and make this interesting, maybe get it up to 5 READERS.
Woa, dream big!
Currently Listening To:
Greatest mix of sounds I have ever heard.Tuesday, September 15, 2009
trapped in the new scene
Well, my fellow readers, it has been quite a while since my last blog post. And as you can see, I did not keep up with the rest of my trip.
I am almost halfway into my second week at UVic. The first few days were really hard, but I have met some awesome people here and am having a pretty good time!
Out of the 5 courses that I started with, I dropped 2 (LATIN and HISTORY OF MODERN EUROPE) only to replace them with two kick ass courses, Comparative Politics and History of the Second World War. It has been super hard to try and get working so far, and instead of doing what I am supposed to be doing, I have instead created a CRIBS-esque photo album of my room, watched True Blood and out with people. It has been pretty fun so far, but I know its time to buckle down and actually get some work done. That's why I'm blogging.
So today, can be described in one word: horrendous.
First, I had to get up at the ungodly hour of 6:30 for the first time in 4 months. Yeah, lets just say I didn't get out of bed until 735. This left me no time to have breakfast. On a normal day that would be ok, because I have tons of breaks. But thursdays are not what you can call "normal." First of all, I have class from 820-550. Yeah. EW. I only have a break for about an hour at like 230. Anyways, I headed to class at around 805, hoping to make it to my new class early. Ok, who reading this guessed that I didn't make it on time? Well, you were right. First of all, I was in the wrong building AND I didn't even have the right classroom number. Idiot. So then I had to madly call Avinaash and make him tell me where my class was. When I finally got there, I was about 7 minutes late, and the only seat left was one right by the door, right behind a pole. So I spent the better half of the class peering around the pole at the overhead and reading my neighbor's notes (I don't know how that guy passed grade 2.). Anyways, the professor was a hoot. He kept stumbling over his words and looked like Craig from "Malcolm in the Middle (see image below). Anyways, he went over the class time limit, so hence, I was also late for Econ. For some unexplicable reason, I LOVE Economics. It's so interesting! Now, if I had to liken my professor to another D-list celeb, I think he would be the Soup Nazi. If anyone came in past the start time of the class, 10:30, he would bark at them "Are you in my class? no? THEN GET OUT." So similar to "NO SOUP FOR YOU!" Anyways, during class, I sneezed and my gum ended up on my arm. Yeah yeah, I know. GROSS. But I couldn't contain myself and started laughing as quitely as I could. Anyone who has ever met me knows that I, of all people, cannot laugh quietly or subtley. Whatever. Writ 102 went on without a hitch and I thought that Poli 210 would be the same. Who was I kidding? The teacher looks like Alex Borstien's "Ms. Swan" from MADTV and that in itself is too much to contain. Anyways, today we were learning about this guy named Max Weber. Now can any one explain to me how someone can skew the pronunciation of Max Weber enough to make it sound like "Darth Vader"? Anyone? No, I didn't think so. Finally, it was 2:20. By this point, I hadn't had anything to eat all day nor had I gone to the bathroom. But I didn't even have time for anything because I had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off collecting all the necessary items for my Co-op application. When it was all ready, surprise! Printer wouldn't work. So I had to run down to Amy's room, use her printer and then book it to the SS&M (hee hee) Building across campus and hand in my application. Thank god I made it there on time. On my way back, however, I got hit in the head with an acorn. yay! Perfect end to a great day.
When I got back to my dorm, it was time to get ready for my last class of the day, Poli 101, but then just as I got back, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRINGGGGGGGG, the fire alarm went off. So instead of grabbing my books like a smart person so I could make it to class on time, I booked it out of my room only remembering my keys. We stood around watching over-weight (of course, on a day like today, we wouldn't get the ripped ones) fire fighters inspecting the building. After, as I was heading into my room to get my stuff, this kid Andrew goes "I need a favor from you. Can you call my girlfriends dad and be like 'Hi, this is Paulina, is Parvi there?' and say the guy who picked up earlier was my brother." UM WHAT. So then he proceeded to explain to me his romantic history with this Parvi character and how they had been secretly dating for a year and if I didn't, her dad would own them. So just as he is about to leave, he turns around and goes, "oh hey, nice Johnny Cash poster." Come ON people, ELVIS. It's ELVIS!
I am almost halfway into my second week at UVic. The first few days were really hard, but I have met some awesome people here and am having a pretty good time!
Out of the 5 courses that I started with, I dropped 2 (LATIN and HISTORY OF MODERN EUROPE) only to replace them with two kick ass courses, Comparative Politics and History of the Second World War. It has been super hard to try and get working so far, and instead of doing what I am supposed to be doing, I have instead created a CRIBS-esque photo album of my room, watched True Blood and out with people. It has been pretty fun so far, but I know its time to buckle down and actually get some work done. That's why I'm blogging.
So today, can be described in one word: horrendous.
First, I had to get up at the ungodly hour of 6:30 for the first time in 4 months. Yeah, lets just say I didn't get out of bed until 735. This left me no time to have breakfast. On a normal day that would be ok, because I have tons of breaks. But thursdays are not what you can call "normal." First of all, I have class from 820-550. Yeah. EW. I only have a break for about an hour at like 230. Anyways, I headed to class at around 805, hoping to make it to my new class early. Ok, who reading this guessed that I didn't make it on time? Well, you were right. First of all, I was in the wrong building AND I didn't even have the right classroom number. Idiot. So then I had to madly call Avinaash and make him tell me where my class was. When I finally got there, I was about 7 minutes late, and the only seat left was one right by the door, right behind a pole. So I spent the better half of the class peering around the pole at the overhead and reading my neighbor's notes (I don't know how that guy passed grade 2.). Anyways, the professor was a hoot. He kept stumbling over his words and looked like Craig from "Malcolm in the Middle (see image below). Anyways, he went over the class time limit, so hence, I was also late for Econ. For some unexplicable reason, I LOVE Economics. It's so interesting! Now, if I had to liken my professor to another D-list celeb, I think he would be the Soup Nazi. If anyone came in past the start time of the class, 10:30, he would bark at them "Are you in my class? no? THEN GET OUT." So similar to "NO SOUP FOR YOU!" Anyways, during class, I sneezed and my gum ended up on my arm. Yeah yeah, I know. GROSS. But I couldn't contain myself and started laughing as quitely as I could. Anyone who has ever met me knows that I, of all people, cannot laugh quietly or subtley. Whatever. Writ 102 went on without a hitch and I thought that Poli 210 would be the same. Who was I kidding? The teacher looks like Alex Borstien's "Ms. Swan" from MADTV and that in itself is too much to contain. Anyways, today we were learning about this guy named Max Weber. Now can any one explain to me how someone can skew the pronunciation of Max Weber enough to make it sound like "Darth Vader"? Anyone? No, I didn't think so. Finally, it was 2:20. By this point, I hadn't had anything to eat all day nor had I gone to the bathroom. But I didn't even have time for anything because I had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off collecting all the necessary items for my Co-op application. When it was all ready, surprise! Printer wouldn't work. So I had to run down to Amy's room, use her printer and then book it to the SS&M (hee hee) Building across campus and hand in my application. Thank god I made it there on time. On my way back, however, I got hit in the head with an acorn. yay! Perfect end to a great day.
When I got back to my dorm, it was time to get ready for my last class of the day, Poli 101, but then just as I got back, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRINGGGGGGGG, the fire alarm went off. So instead of grabbing my books like a smart person so I could make it to class on time, I booked it out of my room only remembering my keys. We stood around watching over-weight (of course, on a day like today, we wouldn't get the ripped ones) fire fighters inspecting the building. After, as I was heading into my room to get my stuff, this kid Andrew goes "I need a favor from you. Can you call my girlfriends dad and be like 'Hi, this is Paulina, is Parvi there?' and say the guy who picked up earlier was my brother." UM WHAT. So then he proceeded to explain to me his romantic history with this Parvi character and how they had been secretly dating for a year and if I didn't, her dad would own them. So just as he is about to leave, he turns around and goes, "oh hey, nice Johnny Cash poster." Come ON people, ELVIS. It's ELVIS!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
10 Reasons I Hate Zac Efron
I hate Zac Efron. Here's Why:1.He looks like a girl. Cut your hair, Zac. And STOP putting it in a ponytail, please.
2.He thinks he’s all that. Did anyone see him at the Academy Awards, talking about Dev Patel and saying “Oh yeah, Dev… he’s such a great kid.” UH ZAC… you are ONE year older than him, not his grandpa.
3.He looks Asian, but he isn’t…
4.He did not even do his own vocals in High School Musical. They replaced him with an 8 year old girl to save the earth from bleeding ears.
5. Why is it ok that he has insane eyebrows but Quinto gets mocked? Come on!
6.He poses like that (see photo on right) in magazines. Zac Efron’s thought process during this particular photo shoot… “OMG! Let me stick my hand in my shirt, which means I’m manly, right? Maybe then I’ll be respected.”
7.He’s in M magazine. WHAT WHAT. His ‘fans’ are LG’s who have no taste,
clearly… since they read ‘M’ magazine… and like Zac Efron
8.He can’t act. Case in point: High School Musical, High School Musical 2, High School Musical 3…
9.HE IS IN HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. In High School Musical 2 (the worst movie ever made), Zac stares dreamily into a pond and sees his reflection, and its SINGING BACK AT HIM, in a very concerned manner, huh what!? Awkward to watch, probably more awkward to film. Second example, in High School Musical 3, apparently he took some crazy drugs and went to his SCHOOL to dance around and enjoy his acid trip. Again, awkward to watch, awkward to film.
10.He pretends that he has a girlfriend, to fool the media…and himself. (Get it?)
One redeeming quality of this failure of a man is that he has yet to produce a CD. For this, Zac Efron, I commend you. Too bad it is not enough to redeem a life of sin.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
George Michael II
time already for a new post, only 40 minutes after the last one.
this time, its about an EVEN better George Michael (if thats possible)... George Michael Bluth
from the greatest show ever created: Arrested Development.
I'm super jealous that his uncle is GOB Bluth.
reaaaaaaaly jealous
ps. i now have a blog, and am addicted to writing posts. THANKS ALOT, ALISON
sincerely, Alisha Bluth
Choosing Life
Life rocks, and then you live - Alison Lee, my inspiration
George Michael encourages this thought too.
He says that I should choose life. I WILL, GEORGE MICHAEL, I WILL
I
CHOOSE
LIFE
thanks
George Michael encourages this thought too.
He says that I should choose life. I WILL, GEORGE MICHAEL, I WILL
I
CHOOSE
LIFE
thanks
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