I'll add to this whenever I think of something
- Seeing the huge trucks on the road that are carrying cars. Cars on a truck just cracks me up for some reason.
- Any facial expression that shouldn't be possible (a moment where you find out that it's possible to make that face).
- Jokes that make no sense
- Weird words like "chimichanga"
- Irony
- When people call the Comics section of the newspaper the Funnies
- Knowing what song is playing from the first few seconds of it and running through the entire song in your head (okay not funny but cool)
- When I can't close my car door no matter how many times I try to (it's also pretty sad)
- Anything pronounced in a weird accent
- Pretty much every line on 30 Rock
- When a radio station insists on calling themself "new" and they're not new at all(eg "You're listening to "The New 93 Rock")
- Flipping through radio stations and you hear one song and the one on the next station is almost the complete opposite of the other
- Pulling a push door and vice versa
-The Rick Roll
"Excuse me while I go to Chinatown and pick up some human growth hormones so that Mr Jordan's tigers don't realize that he's aging."
12/29/10
12/23/10
I Don’t Have a Title for This
A lot of times I get angry for seemingly no reason. Or I have a reason to be angry, but not as angry as I get. Maybe it's because I'm a redhead have flowing blonde locks of hair, but certain things especially make me mad. When it's something that keeps happening, I increasingly get mad about it. And it particularly bothers me when I’ve tried to keep it from happening, yet it still happens. With certain circumstances, I get annoyed even though I attempt not to. I’m not sure where I’m going with this blog post, but I get frustrated easily at simple things. And that bothers me. But maybe I just get mad about things a lot because people can’t seem to see what their actions are doing to other people or even sometimes to themselves. No, I don’t have an example of this that I’d like to share, but I’m sure you can think of one yourself since it happens so often. When people think only of what will happen to them, it gets me mad. And because a lot of people have this narrow-minded view, it makes me mad a lot. I know a lot of times even I fall prey to the easy mind trick that my actions only affect me, but at least I’m conscious of this. Even the little things someone does can affect someone, and it seems like they never see it. This bothers me to no end. Sure you may say “Hey why don’t you talk to the person about it”, but I’m pretty sure that type of person wouldn’t be able to understand. Narrow focus doesn’t let them think about things in a full perspective. So I don’t have a title for this post or a cool quote. Or anything funny. This is bad. Anyway, the end.
12/5/10
Warning: Imminent Ranting Nonsense
She's always there. She's my worst enemy and I've never been able to shake her. She's gone with me through my entire life and will forever be there and will always be the person that most holds me back. No matter what I do, she doesn't leave, and she's the person I've felt more hatred towards than anyone else. Yet I have to keep her close, because she is my worst enemy and I must keep her closer than my friends. She is me and I am her. My worst enemy is myself.
I hate that I always beat myself down into the ground, bury myself under everything; so deep that no one can dig me out and that I can't even help myself. And when my friends try to help, I feel bad because I know that I’m not prepared to get back to the surface no matter what they do. Keeping everything inside is just my coping method even though it sucks. I’ve never had the person you can tell everything to and even if I ever did I know I wouldn’t tell that person everything. When people tell me they’re there for me and I can talk to them, I appreciate it although I know that I’ll never take them up on the offer. I’m more of a listener; I like listening to people’s problems and trying to help them sort things out. Dealing with my own problems scares me. My happiest realizations are that a problem I’ve put off dealing with solves itself so I no longer have to deal with it.
Even when I attempt to make a compromise to myself that I won't make everything into a big deal, I find myself not being able to, and then I hate myself even more for not being able to keep a promise to myself. I'm big about keeping promises, and when I break my own promises it just hurts that much more. Maybe I do overreact to everything; my problems aren’t as bad as other people’s which is another thing I remind myself of only to feel worse because I seem to make everything into a bigger deal than it is. Even now everything I’m saying here is just a rant and I’m probably over-exaggerating as it is.
It feels like I’m a car with the keys inside of it. There’s no way to get in and no way to get out. Everything that’s locked in stays in, and the dust inside builds up making things heavier and heavier with time. Only extreme action can get inside the car like breaking the windows, but doing so would harm the very thing you’re trying to use when you get the key. Or maybe you could smash the windows in only to realize that the key was never inside the car and that you left it somewhere you can’t remember. The car alarm may go off as the car tries to help itself, but in the end, the car can’t really do anything to help the predicament except warn that there is one to anyone who might be around. But if the car's not willing to help itself and the alarm doesn't go off, nobody will know of the trouble.
"The hardest thing to change in life is yourself"
Anyway; happy end to post. All I have is a squiggle but I can use that well if it's placed correctly --> ~
I hate that I always beat myself down into the ground, bury myself under everything; so deep that no one can dig me out and that I can't even help myself. And when my friends try to help, I feel bad because I know that I’m not prepared to get back to the surface no matter what they do. Keeping everything inside is just my coping method even though it sucks. I’ve never had the person you can tell everything to and even if I ever did I know I wouldn’t tell that person everything. When people tell me they’re there for me and I can talk to them, I appreciate it although I know that I’ll never take them up on the offer. I’m more of a listener; I like listening to people’s problems and trying to help them sort things out. Dealing with my own problems scares me. My happiest realizations are that a problem I’ve put off dealing with solves itself so I no longer have to deal with it.
Even when I attempt to make a compromise to myself that I won't make everything into a big deal, I find myself not being able to, and then I hate myself even more for not being able to keep a promise to myself. I'm big about keeping promises, and when I break my own promises it just hurts that much more. Maybe I do overreact to everything; my problems aren’t as bad as other people’s which is another thing I remind myself of only to feel worse because I seem to make everything into a bigger deal than it is. Even now everything I’m saying here is just a rant and I’m probably over-exaggerating as it is.
It feels like I’m a car with the keys inside of it. There’s no way to get in and no way to get out. Everything that’s locked in stays in, and the dust inside builds up making things heavier and heavier with time. Only extreme action can get inside the car like breaking the windows, but doing so would harm the very thing you’re trying to use when you get the key. Or maybe you could smash the windows in only to realize that the key was never inside the car and that you left it somewhere you can’t remember. The car alarm may go off as the car tries to help itself, but in the end, the car can’t really do anything to help the predicament except warn that there is one to anyone who might be around. But if the car's not willing to help itself and the alarm doesn't go off, nobody will know of the trouble.
"The hardest thing to change in life is yourself"
Anyway; happy end to post. All I have is a squiggle but I can use that well if it's placed correctly --> ~
12/4/10
That Came From Where?
Seeing as it's nearing Christmas and I need a happy post on here; I decided to look up the origins of some of the most famous Christmas songs which is something I always wondered about.
A Holly Jolly Christmas
This song was first heard in 1964 and was written by Johnny Marks who was a captain in World War II. Interestingly, Marks is Jewish, however he specialized in writing Christmas songs. He also wrote "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree," "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" and "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day," among others. The song premiered on CBS during the Christmas special Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. The original singer of this song was Burl Ives and his recording sold more than 2 million copies.
Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire)
This one was made in 1946 by vocalist Mel Tormé and songwriter Bob Wells and originally was not intended to be about Christmas at all. It was written in an attempt to cool off on a hot day, so they wrote down some lyrics to a song that would make them feel colder.
Deck the Halls
The tune to "Deck the Halls" dates all the way back to the 16th century. Originally popular as a dance tune in Wales, it was celebrated as a winter carol. It became widely known in the 18th century. The repeated "fa la la la la" comes from medieval ballads and was originally played on the harp; the other lyrics are American in origin and were written during the 19th century. During the Victorian era, Christmas was "re-invented," and "Deck the Halls" became a traditional English Christmas song, celebrating the custom of lavishly decorating homes for the holidays. The first English version appeared in 1881 in The Franklin Square Song Collection.
Away in a Manger
The author of "Away in a Manger" is actually unknown, but many people believe the words were written by Martin Luther. In "Dainty Songs for Little Lads and Lasses," published in 1887, it is titled "Luther's Cradle Hymn" and bears the note, "Composed by Martin Luther for his children, and still sung by German mothers to their little ones." The music, while written by William J. Kirkpatrick, is based on a waltz Johann Strauss Jr. wrote nine years earlier.
The First Noel
We also don't know who wrote "The First Noel," but we do know it originated in England as early as the 13th or 14th century and that its origins were not in France. The carol was first published in 1833 in "Christmas Carols Ancient and Modern," a compilation of seasonal carols. While the carol originated in England, its melody is unusual among English folk melodies. The tune we use today is believed to be a corruption of an earlier melody sung in a church gallery setting.
Frosty the Snowman
"Frosty the Snowman" was written by Walter "Jack" Rollins and Steve Nelson. The most popular recording of "Frosty the Snowman" was done by Gene Autry in 1951 — a version that sold more than a million copies.
I'll Be Home For Christmas
A product of the combined talents of Buck Ram, Kim Gannon and Walter Kent, the lyrics to this song were originally written by Ram in 1943. Its lyrics were inspired by World War I and the soldiers who thought the conflict would be short enough that they would be home for Christmas. Recorded by Bing Crosby, it became an instant holiday tradition. It was also the first song broadcast into space: In December 1965, astronauts Frank Borman and Jim Lovell were returning to earth aboard their Gemini 7 spacecraft after setting a record for the longest flight in the U.S. space program, consisting of 206 orbits. As they approached earth, they asked NASA communications personnel to pipe up to them Crosby's recording of "I'll Be Home for Christmas."
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
During the early 1900s, Montgomery Ward department store owners bought and gave away coloring books for Christmas every year. In 1939, they determined they could save money by creating their own coloring book — and they assigned one of their employees, Robert L. May, to come up with a coloring book design. As part of the coloring book, May — who had graduated from Dartmouth College more than a decade earlier — created Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. His story, subsequently put to music, graced the pages of the coloring book, which was distributed to 2.4 million children in its first year of publication. The song has sold more than 160 million recordings done by more than 500 different performers, in addition to 7 million copies of sheet music.
Santa Claus is Coming to Town
When this song was first presented to publishers, no one was interested because it was a "kiddie" song and they were notoriously uncommercial. Eddie Cantor's wife, Ida, persuaded him to take a risk on it and the first time it was sung on Cantor's radio show in November 1934, "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" became an instant hit. More than 100,000 orders for sheet music flooded in the next day, and more than 400,000 copies were sold by that Christmas. The song was written by American songwriter John Frederick Coots, who wrote more than 700 songs, and Tin Pan Alley lyricist and composer James Lamont "Haven" Gillespie.
A Holly Jolly Christmas
This song was first heard in 1964 and was written by Johnny Marks who was a captain in World War II. Interestingly, Marks is Jewish, however he specialized in writing Christmas songs. He also wrote "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree," "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" and "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day," among others. The song premiered on CBS during the Christmas special Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. The original singer of this song was Burl Ives and his recording sold more than 2 million copies.
Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire)
This one was made in 1946 by vocalist Mel Tormé and songwriter Bob Wells and originally was not intended to be about Christmas at all. It was written in an attempt to cool off on a hot day, so they wrote down some lyrics to a song that would make them feel colder.
Deck the Halls
The tune to "Deck the Halls" dates all the way back to the 16th century. Originally popular as a dance tune in Wales, it was celebrated as a winter carol. It became widely known in the 18th century. The repeated "fa la la la la" comes from medieval ballads and was originally played on the harp; the other lyrics are American in origin and were written during the 19th century. During the Victorian era, Christmas was "re-invented," and "Deck the Halls" became a traditional English Christmas song, celebrating the custom of lavishly decorating homes for the holidays. The first English version appeared in 1881 in The Franklin Square Song Collection.
Away in a Manger
The author of "Away in a Manger" is actually unknown, but many people believe the words were written by Martin Luther. In "Dainty Songs for Little Lads and Lasses," published in 1887, it is titled "Luther's Cradle Hymn" and bears the note, "Composed by Martin Luther for his children, and still sung by German mothers to their little ones." The music, while written by William J. Kirkpatrick, is based on a waltz Johann Strauss Jr. wrote nine years earlier.
The First Noel
We also don't know who wrote "The First Noel," but we do know it originated in England as early as the 13th or 14th century and that its origins were not in France. The carol was first published in 1833 in "Christmas Carols Ancient and Modern," a compilation of seasonal carols. While the carol originated in England, its melody is unusual among English folk melodies. The tune we use today is believed to be a corruption of an earlier melody sung in a church gallery setting.
Frosty the Snowman
"Frosty the Snowman" was written by Walter "Jack" Rollins and Steve Nelson. The most popular recording of "Frosty the Snowman" was done by Gene Autry in 1951 — a version that sold more than a million copies.
I'll Be Home For Christmas
A product of the combined talents of Buck Ram, Kim Gannon and Walter Kent, the lyrics to this song were originally written by Ram in 1943. Its lyrics were inspired by World War I and the soldiers who thought the conflict would be short enough that they would be home for Christmas. Recorded by Bing Crosby, it became an instant holiday tradition. It was also the first song broadcast into space: In December 1965, astronauts Frank Borman and Jim Lovell were returning to earth aboard their Gemini 7 spacecraft after setting a record for the longest flight in the U.S. space program, consisting of 206 orbits. As they approached earth, they asked NASA communications personnel to pipe up to them Crosby's recording of "I'll Be Home for Christmas."
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
During the early 1900s, Montgomery Ward department store owners bought and gave away coloring books for Christmas every year. In 1939, they determined they could save money by creating their own coloring book — and they assigned one of their employees, Robert L. May, to come up with a coloring book design. As part of the coloring book, May — who had graduated from Dartmouth College more than a decade earlier — created Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. His story, subsequently put to music, graced the pages of the coloring book, which was distributed to 2.4 million children in its first year of publication. The song has sold more than 160 million recordings done by more than 500 different performers, in addition to 7 million copies of sheet music.
Santa Claus is Coming to Town
When this song was first presented to publishers, no one was interested because it was a "kiddie" song and they were notoriously uncommercial. Eddie Cantor's wife, Ida, persuaded him to take a risk on it and the first time it was sung on Cantor's radio show in November 1934, "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" became an instant hit. More than 100,000 orders for sheet music flooded in the next day, and more than 400,000 copies were sold by that Christmas. The song was written by American songwriter John Frederick Coots, who wrote more than 700 songs, and Tin Pan Alley lyricist and composer James Lamont "Haven" Gillespie.
12/2/10
Police Line Do Not Cross
Lately I've been having more trouble than usual concentrating on things I need to do. Normally I'd enjoy this because it'd mean that I would be thinking less and I would be able to sleep more. But no, trying to concentrate on concentrating has just given me more headaches than usual with the extra effort I have to put into thinking. Half the time my brain can't process words anymore and I have to read things several times over. Other times I just zone out and don't even try to understand what's going on. I can't figure out what it is.
It seems like I've just put up some mental "keep out" tape. The bright yellow colors keep me away yet just like when there is caution tape somewhere, I want to investigate why it's there. Thing is, there's no evidence as to what has happened, and trying to put things together has led nowhere. But the investigation goes on trying to get anything at all but to no avail. After a week has elapsed, I've given up. Every day I hope that it will solve itself, even though I know it won't. Because I don't know how to give myself motivation to do work anymore when there's just more to take it's place. Even now, I should be finishing my TOK oral work and going to bed. But I'm not. I'm sitting here rambling about my problems that I'm most likely just overreacting to anyways. And since I can never end posts. The end.
It seems like I've just put up some mental "keep out" tape. The bright yellow colors keep me away yet just like when there is caution tape somewhere, I want to investigate why it's there. Thing is, there's no evidence as to what has happened, and trying to put things together has led nowhere. But the investigation goes on trying to get anything at all but to no avail. After a week has elapsed, I've given up. Every day I hope that it will solve itself, even though I know it won't. Because I don't know how to give myself motivation to do work anymore when there's just more to take it's place. Even now, I should be finishing my TOK oral work and going to bed. But I'm not. I'm sitting here rambling about my problems that I'm most likely just overreacting to anyways. And since I can never end posts. The end.
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