Sunday, February 20, 2011

Oh why, oh why, oh why

Why can't I just like Barbie's and other girl things?
I wish I didn't play video games sometimes. And I wish I didn't like Star Wars. I wish my favorite movie was The Notebook.

But I'm only writing these things because it's 5:58AM and I'm moderately inebriated A little annoyed that I always end up just being 'one of the guys'.

Sorry for this little diary entry, my friends. Too much whiskey in my system for me to have shame. [Which reminds me..WHY DO I LIKE WHISKEY? Why can't I just barely tolerate vodka like a girl? Insert every sort of dissatisfied emoticon here!

Oh oh. Um, there was something else to say but I totally forgot. It's 6:02 now and I have to muster up the energy to wash my face and change. Jesus, thanks for reading this nonsense. This is the most nonsense of them all.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Things everyone really cares about.

In case someone ever says to me, "Hey, Alex. Give me some songs that you think really suit Wednesday, February 16 at 5:18 PM."

I think this is probably my favorite Beatles song. Or I'm a little biased because it came on shuffle and I thought, "Oh! I'm really in the mood for this," and then decided it was my favorite. I like the studio version better only because you can hear the harmonies much better..but aw, they're so adorable live.

Speaking of harmonies, no one reaaaaally does it better than the Beach Boys. I'm in love.

The fact that I have an entire playlist dedicated to only Cowboy Bebop should speak for itself. In my dreams I can be this cool with my harmonica. Hey, when did I decided that I was going to have a commentary for all these videos? Also, I'm really amused that I'm doing this because every other tab open right now involves school, ha. I'm definitely supposed to be finding things to fill my schedule. Uhh..this is more important, right?

Oh dear Lord, can we also take a look at this playlist I made on May 7, 2008?

Get a playlist! Standalone player Get Ringtones

I'm pretty amused, can't pretend.

It's 5AM and I'm thinking.

I just watched Romeo + Juliet again, and I don't know why I put myself through that. Leonardo DiCaprio is the ONLY human I can watch on a screen and find myself feeling the exact same way I would if I saw my crush or whatever kissing some girl at a party. Or something else stupid like that. ANYway, of course this caused my brain to get all mushy, THUS explaining the thought process that followed.

I like to pretend I'm really cynical all the time. Well, I don't think it's pretending. I am definitely really cynical when it comes to cheesy things like love. Ugh. I can't decide if it's just that I don't believe in it, or if it's just because I think everyone else is doing it wrong. I just know so many people who claim to be 'in love' and we're all like, ten years old and it's just such a joke to me. The only teensy little beacon of hope that I have? First off, how on Earth would William Shakespeare be able to write the most dramatic and passionate expressions of love if they didn't exist to him? And for something that doesn't seem to exist, love [God, even using the word grosses me out. I picture Ewan McGreggor saying, "Love is a many splendid thing!" and I vomit.] has definitely inspired a SHIT load of great works. Actually, I think that 98% of all awesome things in this world created by awesome people were created from some sort of passionate love. Passionate love for another human? Good Lord.

See, just when I start thinking, "Wow. I'm really glad that I'm single because how annoying all of this seems," I feel like I'm missing out on a really huge part of life. Don't get me wrong, I still think it's a load of bullshit that you're going to find one person that you're, oh, so in love with and need to be with forever and ever, 'till death do us part. But..hey, I want to know what exactly it is everyone's so crazy about. What is this thing that every single human on Earth is so concerned with finding/keeping/losing/weeping?

..oh, and the cheesy, probably PMSing female in side of me wants someone to tell me how cool I am all the time. And, dammit, sometimes you just look really good naked and you want someone to appreciate it before it's the next day and you're a fat cow again.

Alright, I'll end my torturous post of nonsense here. 5:27, hm. I wonder what time I'll be up tomorrow.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

On the outside, looking inside.

Any and all boys who want to get chicks should just take fashion cue's from the 60's. It's a foolproof plan, really.

Thanks, good day to you.

Friday, February 4, 2011


I wish I had a direction for this blog/my life. While the Ballad of Alexandria sounds like a great theme, I have a feeling I'm the only one who cares enough about my emotions and my emotions in such great detail.

I feel like rediscovering my camera. It's been a while since I've walked around like the good little hipster I am taking pictures of everything. I must be getting a little desperate when a Taylor Momsen music video is inspiring me.


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

On était jeunes, on était fous

Ready, ready, ready.

Real life meme's are great. There's nothing to write, but I'm feeling especially cheery today for the first time in JESUS KNOWS HOW LONG, so I figured I should take advantage of it and type..or whatever.

Family Guy and Friends. That's it, that's all we need televisions for. In case you were wondering. [Which I guess isn't true, I do need me a dosage of Sex and the City..and Attack of the Show..and Top Gear..and Seinfeld. But the list ends there, dammit!]

So, in the haze of my Godard phase I was trying to think of other favorites that I have, and I remembered good ol' Vladimir Nabokov. Then I realized that the only book of his I'd ever actually read was Lolita and even though it's the greatest piece of literature in the world..can that really mean he's my favorite? So I took my hefty copy of Ada off of my bookshelf and am attempting to read it now, but it is by far the most difficult thing I have ever read in my life. What.

The internet on a good day is awesome and endlessly amusing and just fucking perfect. I guess I can post some of the things I have enjoyed today, merci a tumblr.

My life every time I set an alarm:

My life every time I have to school:

Goku is real:

Peter Griffin is real:

This was just lol worthy and whatnot:

Wait. Didn't I get a tumblr for me to post random images on? That's fine, Alex.

In human news! I think I may be kind of, maybe, not really deciding what I want to major in? It's such an incomplete thought at this time that I don't want to write it down because I know the idea will grow/change within three seconds. But I guess..basically, I would be very content with some kind of literature/language major and a minor in something production/film related..because everyone who works in entertainment makes so much money and gets to do cool shit.

Wow, I can't wait to read this in a month and wonder what I was thinking, haha.

Also, my life has been me sitting at home watching movies and internetting and reading and being alone and gross. I miss seeing people that I actually like on a daily/semi-daily/at least weekly basis. Why does everyone live to far? Booooo hoo.

Ps, the worst part of my day is when everyone comes home from school/work! Wah once more.

Oh! And tomorrow is the Chinese New Year and I want to go to Chinatown and pretend that I'm Asian, dammit! And there's some kind of ceremony thing that happens tonight at midnight, but the odds of me finding someone willing to go to Chinatown with me at midnight seem pretty slim. Merde.

This is the longest post ever, and I wish I had some pretty words or sentences to throw around, but my inspiration does not lie in text today! Lie or lay? Can I go back to school?

Oh, no, I can't. I'm still stuck in France circa 1963. Thanks.