i don't have a working computer right now, haven't had one for about a week now. all my posts are from public computers or @ friends' apartments. luckily i have an external so all of my photos and music is safe.
but i can't download anything or put new music on my zune which kills me.
grrr. i have a bunch of awesome photos that are stuck on my camera.
i'm itching to photo edit and download some albums...
“Now, for all the Tar Heels who are watching, I picked you last year — you let me down,” Obama said. “This year, don’t embarrass me in front of the nation, all right? I’m counting on you. I still got those sneakers you guys gave me.”
this is probably why 95% of chapel hill students are obama supporters...
so my friend just reminded me that my birthday is in two weeks.
and now i've entered a quarter-life crisis. nooooooooooooooooooooooo.
I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP.
i remember when i used to be excited and look forward to my birthday up until i was like 14. then i was indifferent to them. and now i dread it.
now i have less of an excuse for not having accomplished anything at all in life. i can't say i'm only a teenager anymore.
20 is the most irrelevant age. i can still: smoke cigs, legally watch porn, buy things off the tv, get into shitty clubs. [not that i do any of that]
i can't: buy/legally drink alcohol, get into good clubs.
for my bday i'm treating myself to getting my hurr did it's been 3 months and dealing with 5 different textures [straight/curly/wavy/nappy/hybrid] is a hassle. i can't decide whether i want to get braids or get it weaved up. i change my mind every other day. blahblahblah. pointless chatter.
so i find myself in my insomniac-ness usually staying up until 8 am and watching kids shows.
THEY. ARE. AWESOME.
i watch all these little language shows, my favorite is ni hao, kai-lan since it actually teaches me something for when the chinese take over the world in 10 years.
the wonder pets, the backyardigans [though i do have a slight beef with that show, uniqua? really?]...don't judge me. it's better than reality shows or whatever scripted bs passes for television now.
i envy young kids nowadays cuz now they have cool shows. the cartoons/shows for post-preschoolers to tweens suck though. i love yo gabba gabba. what other children's show can you find biz markie beat boxing and the roots and chromeo performing?
you can't NOT dance to chromeo!
sesame street back in the day [before i was born] used to be that cool [richard pryor anyone?] but i don't even know if it comes on anymore.
youtube ftw. some people thought roosevelt franklin was racist but i like him.
am i the only person who goes through periods where you listen to one song/album obsessively for like a week until you find another song/album to be obsessed with. it can be a new joint or one i've known for a while. and this week it's this song
i just woke up after falling asleep after getting off work and tv sucks so i'm reading a shitload of blogs/youtubing/throwing music on le zune. it's possible lol.
1st of all, wtf nc weather? it was snowing last week. and now it's 80 degrees outside. get it together.
2nd of all i was having an r&b session yesterday and quickly remembered why i don't listen to it that often. love songs when you aren't in love are just annoying. they either sound really desperate or borderline stalkerish. but wtf happened to deborah cox? i almost went to church on 'nobody's supposed to be here' talented people never seem to last long.
3rdly. i need a drink. why couldn't i have been born a year earlier?
4thly i've been squelching the urge to just go ahead and cut my hair off. i know the second i do it i'll be on the floor in the fetal position crying that i look like a boy.
en fin. jesus h. christ parents annoy me. -brittney if you're going to cook [i cook for everyone in the house] you need to make sure you clean up afterwards -brittney i cooked, the least you could do is clean up -brittney you're never home -brittney you can't just lay around here all day
what do you want from me woman.
in addendum. i think i'm a misogynist. damn i hate girls.
or more specifically, why don't you have a boyfriend. a pox on the next person who asks me that dumbass question.
my varied responses to this question will include
1) i'm a lesbian [false] 2) i'm asexual [half-false] 3) you haven't asked me out yet [depending on the person, i'm either being truthful or being a bitch] 4) i'm awkward [true] 5) i don't want a bf [half-true]
usually you will simply get a blank stare and a shrug. and if i'm drunk you may get one of any number of outrageous and/or inappropriate responses.
that really is a stupid question. i've never had the urge to ask someone that. blargh.
or is my phone number just really similar to a whole lot of other numbers?
i don't answer strange numbers and will let it go to voicemail and if it's someone i know they'll leave a message. now on my voicemail i say my FULL NAME.
i just got a message for some lady named caroline from the ford dealership
-i get called with somebody's medical test results at least once a month. -one night at 2 am the police called me [they said someone else's name] -one month i was getting calls every other day because somehow someone got my phone number mixed up with that of a cab service and was leaving messages about a cab -some dude left a message talking about i don't know him but i need to call him back cuz he could make me happy [that was slightly creepy]
and my personal favorite some lady called me one night and left a message talking about she was so-and-so's wife and she found my number in his phone and she needed to talk to me. her ass must be dumb as shit since she should have have his phone in front of her and she clearly called the wrong person
now i say my name in my voicemail. do people not listen to it and say, hey this isn't caroline's phone, let me hang up and check the number i was given. people are stupid.