Saturday, 5 February 2011

Another Productive Saturday...

Yet another example of an amazing youtube comment.

This was listed under the best Broadway cover ever:

"Oh. My. God. JUST-

Oh my god...

This is unbelievably amazing and arguably the best rendition of this song EVER.

I simply cannot deal with this.

AT.

ALL."

youtuuubbeee

Here's a youtube comment from the second best song EVER. Amazing

"ok, alot of my blk "brothers and sisters" are gonna hate me for this but i have to say that whitneys version didnt have the heartbreak that dollys had, i mean, ths woman who has loved this man since she was a teen knows that she could never marry him because shes the madam of a bordello and he wants to make a change through politics. whitneys version was just over the top and loud; dollys was subtly expressive and poignant."

oyy

Daily Mail story of the mornin'

Church girl cries RAPE and exposes the "kind of society we live in." I LOATHE stories like this. There's nothing in this story that shows what kind of society we live in. A girl couldn't handle the religion she was probably forced into and her growing sexuality, so she had sex (at youth group- near other kids- okay weird), got pregnant and out of shame said she was raped. I HATE when stories say that stuff like this is exemplitive of our society. As a (former) student of history, art history and english literature, shit like this has ALWAYS happened. I really don't think human nature has changed, media has just put it all out there.

Rant done. Love you forever Daily Mail xooxoxox.

Friday, 4 February 2011

I searched Temptation covers on youtube and this one was the most watched. My friend and I used to stalk them our Sophomore year... yey GW pride.

Thursday, 3 February 2011


You go boy!

Wednesday, 2 February 2011

It's not summer yet, but, maybe I can convince my mind it is. Or at least Spring. Anyways, I woke up (at 555 ughhhh annoying) with this poem in my head and it's fabulous.


And the stone word fell
On my still-living breast.
Never mind, I was ready.
I will manage somehow.

Today I have so much to do:
I must kill memory once and for all,
I must turn my soul to stone,
I must learn to live again—

Unless . . . Summer's ardent rustling
Is like a festival outside my window.
For a long time I've foreseen this
Brilliant day, deserted house.

The Sentence by Anna Akhmatova
No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
A ROOM OF ONE’S OWN, VIRGINIA WOOLF