Two things: 1) The end of this ridiculous challenge! Only 21 more days of Nickelback! I feel like, after all this is over, if I hear them on the radio again, it's going to be even more annoying, and even more unbearable than before. I officially hate them more than ever. Which is a little surprising, since I thought I might actually get used to them. False. You can't get used to Nickelback.
And 2) SUMMER! Ok, I won't speak too soon. BUT, it feels warm out. And I can handle it if it's warm for the rest of the week. This means it's warm enough to wear dresses. I live for dresses. They're my vice. So I just searched "vice" to make sure I had the right word here, and this is a definition for vice: a bad habit, as in a horse. What the heck does this mean?!
Anyway, starting tomorrow, for the last 20 days of this blog project, I will be amping up the Nickelback. It won't only be in my car, but it'll be in my headphones wherever I go. It will also be playing whenever I'm sitting in my apartment. Maybe I'll even change my ringtone or learn a song on guitar. Stay tuned. I'm going out with a bang.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Day 63: PAGE 2!!!
This just in! My blog's on page 2 of Google search, right smack dab in the middle! Just search "Diary of a Music Hater," and you can link to it!!! This makes me super happy. I'm not sure if anyone else has read it, or gone here (I'm still working on figuring out the "Visitors" widgit), but it's still awesome. It makes me feel like I have a larger audience that I'm torturing myself for.
On a totally different note, I think Keanu Reeves and Elizabeth Mitchell should get together and make the worst movie ever. The script would say "with feeling," and they would deliver the line like this:
Sorry, that V countdown that was superimposed over the bottom of the screen during Lost tonight was really getting on my nerves. But, I did realize something, watching all the clips for V. Maybe it wasn't Juliet I hated on Lost, but just Elizabeth Mitchell. So, I'm sorry, Damon and Carleton, for covering up the screen every time she came on. I really, truly apologize. And my face actually moves, so you'd know I'm truly sorry.
On a totally different note, I think Keanu Reeves and Elizabeth Mitchell should get together and make the worst movie ever. The script would say "with feeling," and they would deliver the line like this:
Sorry, that V countdown that was superimposed over the bottom of the screen during Lost tonight was really getting on my nerves. But, I did realize something, watching all the clips for V. Maybe it wasn't Juliet I hated on Lost, but just Elizabeth Mitchell. So, I'm sorry, Damon and Carleton, for covering up the screen every time she came on. I really, truly apologize. And my face actually moves, so you'd know I'm truly sorry.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Day 62: Early Morning Nickelback
This morning, I woke up around 8 to the sound of birds chirping. It was wonderful, and I couldn't get back to sleep. Once it gets nice outside, I love getting up early, but today, I didn't know what I would do. Usually, in the summer, I wake up and go outside and write a screenplay or something. But today, I decided to wash dishes, clean my apartment, and work out.
To challenge myself, I decided I would skip "Party of the Pounds" and go for Abs with Nickelback. So before even 9:00, I cranked up the tunes and did some ab workouts I remember way back from my high school track days.
I ended my workout on the song "Woke Up this Morning," which I thought was pretty funny. Could Nickelback be becoming the soundtrack to my life?
I surely hope not.
But I feel good now. I could just imagine my neighbors being woken up by Chad Kroeger's growl, though. So, neighbors, I deeply apologize if you had to hear this when you woke up this morning. It wasn't meant to affect you.
To challenge myself, I decided I would skip "Party of the Pounds" and go for Abs with Nickelback. So before even 9:00, I cranked up the tunes and did some ab workouts I remember way back from my high school track days.
I ended my workout on the song "Woke Up this Morning," which I thought was pretty funny. Could Nickelback be becoming the soundtrack to my life?
I surely hope not.
But I feel good now. I could just imagine my neighbors being woken up by Chad Kroeger's growl, though. So, neighbors, I deeply apologize if you had to hear this when you woke up this morning. It wasn't meant to affect you.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Day 61: '80s Love
I love '80s music. I always have. It really makes me happy, and it makes me want to dance. Lately, at work, we've been listening to '80s music. I must say, it sounds exceptionally good nowadays. Give me some Madonna, and work gets 100 times better.
I'm interrupting this for a great message.
I'm watching The Soup, my favorite show (well, one of them), and they have this scene from Cops or something. The cop is talking to this totally wasted woman and goes, "What's your birthday?" And she says, "5/25/66." And then he goes, "Do you have a phone number?" And she says, "5/25/66." I just laughed. You'd have to see it.
Anyway, '80s music is great, and should always, always be celebrated. It should always been sung to, and it should always, ALWAYS be cranked up to the highest sound level possible.
In other news, I had this really scary dream that John Locke from Lost kidnapped me, this random guy I work with, and some other people, and tried to kill us. It's too weird to describe.
I'm interrupting this for a great message.
I'm watching The Soup, my favorite show (well, one of them), and they have this scene from Cops or something. The cop is talking to this totally wasted woman and goes, "What's your birthday?" And she says, "5/25/66." And then he goes, "Do you have a phone number?" And she says, "5/25/66." I just laughed. You'd have to see it.
Anyway, '80s music is great, and should always, always be celebrated. It should always been sung to, and it should always, ALWAYS be cranked up to the highest sound level possible.
In other news, I had this really scary dream that John Locke from Lost kidnapped me, this random guy I work with, and some other people, and tried to kill us. It's too weird to describe.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Day 60: They Need to Be Stopped
Tonight I went to the Rogue Wave concert with my BFF. I was really impressed. I'd never even heard of them, but they were really good. Even the openers were good. Maybe at a different time in my life, say, two months ago, I wouldn't have enjoyed this concert as much. But tonight, it was great. I guess this experience has really opened my mind up to things.
What I was not so open to was the people dancing like lunatics in front of me. Ok, I can't really talk, because when I love a band, I jump around and scream and shout. But it's fitting. But this was so not jumping around music. Swaying music, maybe. But not jumping around or dancing like Uma from Pulp Fiction. So my friend said to me, "They need to be stopped."
And, yes, they really did.
But they weren't stopped. They just kept it up. It's ok, though, because we ended up getting too hot with all the people around and moved way in the back on our own.
Overall, the night was great. Really, really fun. Thank you, Rogue Wave and friends, for making this a good night of something different.
What I was not so open to was the people dancing like lunatics in front of me. Ok, I can't really talk, because when I love a band, I jump around and scream and shout. But it's fitting. But this was so not jumping around music. Swaying music, maybe. But not jumping around or dancing like Uma from Pulp Fiction. So my friend said to me, "They need to be stopped."
And, yes, they really did.
But they weren't stopped. They just kept it up. It's ok, though, because we ended up getting too hot with all the people around and moved way in the back on our own.
Overall, the night was great. Really, really fun. Thank you, Rogue Wave and friends, for making this a good night of something different.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Day 59: CHAD
So I went o babynames.com today, a site I visit often to find names for my writing, and I saw, at the bottom of a page, a new thing they have. You can post a picture of a person who has whatever name. For example, I looked up the name Desmond, and there were a bunch of cute babies named Desmond. Then, I thought it would be fun to post a picture of Chad Kroeger under the name "Chad." So I went there and looked at the pictures that were there already.
And then I formed a theory.
I've met a couple of Chads in my life. Maybe only one in real, but Chad Kroeger and I have become pretty intimate in the last couple of months. So, anyway, the Chad that I did know was kind of a jerk. We were partners for this class project, and when I met with him one day, all he kept talking about was how all the girls he works with "kind of have a thing for him." Ew.
So that, in a nutshell, was this Chad kid.
And these Chad guys on babynames.com all had either super gelled hair, backward hats, or wifebeaters. And, just judging by Chad Kroeger's music, I'm going to say I can draw the same conclusion about him.
So I've come up with an acronym. Or a Chadcronym, if you will.
COMPLETE,
HARDCORE,
ABSOLUTE,
DOUCHE-BAG.
I'm sorry if you know a Chad who's really nice. I'm just being super prejudice and jumping to conclusions here. But, given my theory, I think Chad Kroger's name really fits him. Maybe he's nice in real life, and I feel kind of bad making these conclusions about him, and all these other Chad's I've never met in the world, but it's just a theory. I've yet to prove it positive.
I went back to babynames.com to upload the picture. I had to create a log-in, so for our purposes I'm Sally Herschburger from Atlanta, GA. If it happens to be illegal to post a Googled image of Chad Kroeger on a website, I'm not getting caught for it.
Alright, so this lovely picture
is awaiting approval on the Chad page of babynames.com. I'll let everyone know if it makes the cut!
And then I formed a theory.
I've met a couple of Chads in my life. Maybe only one in real, but Chad Kroeger and I have become pretty intimate in the last couple of months. So, anyway, the Chad that I did know was kind of a jerk. We were partners for this class project, and when I met with him one day, all he kept talking about was how all the girls he works with "kind of have a thing for him." Ew.
So that, in a nutshell, was this Chad kid.
And these Chad guys on babynames.com all had either super gelled hair, backward hats, or wifebeaters. And, just judging by Chad Kroeger's music, I'm going to say I can draw the same conclusion about him.
So I've come up with an acronym. Or a Chadcronym, if you will.
COMPLETE,
HARDCORE,
ABSOLUTE,
DOUCHE-BAG.
I'm sorry if you know a Chad who's really nice. I'm just being super prejudice and jumping to conclusions here. But, given my theory, I think Chad Kroger's name really fits him. Maybe he's nice in real life, and I feel kind of bad making these conclusions about him, and all these other Chad's I've never met in the world, but it's just a theory. I've yet to prove it positive.
I went back to babynames.com to upload the picture. I had to create a log-in, so for our purposes I'm Sally Herschburger from Atlanta, GA. If it happens to be illegal to post a Googled image of Chad Kroeger on a website, I'm not getting caught for it.
Alright, so this lovely picture
is awaiting approval on the Chad page of babynames.com. I'll let everyone know if it makes the cut!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Day 58: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........
I'm so tired. Hosting a concert is pretty hard work. I just want to sleep for a day and a half. Know what isn't so nice when you get off work, and you're so tired you're almost falling asleep on your feet?
That's right, you guessed it!
Nickelback!
Da, da, daaaaaaaaaa.
That was doom music. I don't know if you got that. Probably not.
So I've realized lately that every song that isn't by Nickelback gets stuck in my head. Even this ridiculous "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape" song got stuck in my head. Then the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" theme. If someone sings one verse of a song, it materializes in the crevices of my brain and stays there for awhile. It's crazy.
Only 27 days to go!!!!! Hey, 58 is 85 backward. What a concept!
That's right, you guessed it!
Nickelback!
Da, da, daaaaaaaaaa.
That was doom music. I don't know if you got that. Probably not.
So I've realized lately that every song that isn't by Nickelback gets stuck in my head. Even this ridiculous "Snape, Snape, Severus Snape" song got stuck in my head. Then the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" theme. If someone sings one verse of a song, it materializes in the crevices of my brain and stays there for awhile. It's crazy.
Only 27 days to go!!!!! Hey, 58 is 85 backward. What a concept!
Day 57: Live Music
Yesterday, my student organization put on a Third Eye Blind concert. I was at the venue from 7 a.m. to about 12:30 a.m., meaning I'm very tired, and I was way too tired to update last night when I got back, or this morning, rather.
I was the runner for the band/crew, which means I was sent on ridiculous tasks around town, the most ridiculous being finding four large black fedoras. I had to go back to different stores 3 different times, because the first ones were too girly and the second ones were too large, so I had go to back the 3rd time to get smaller sizes. I didn't know what they were for, but I assumed they were for the band to wear as part of a costume or something. But, no. They were for the crew to wear, to walk around in. Awesome. And then their road manager gave me a 2-page list of food and travel dental hygiene equipment to get at the store, and told me she needed it there before the band got to the venue. Which turned out to be 10 minutes after I left. So that definitely didn't happen.
The concert was OK. I was kind of bored, since I really only know around 4 songs by Third Eye Blind. But it wasn't Nickelback.
But this concert just made me want to see more concerts. Really bad. I'm really excited for the Pat Benetar concert, and I'm really excited to make a list of bands I plan to see in concert. I'm making a list, and I'm going to search the tour dates. I'll travel all around the country this summer if I have to, stalking my favorite bands. Just kidding. But I should.
I was the runner for the band/crew, which means I was sent on ridiculous tasks around town, the most ridiculous being finding four large black fedoras. I had to go back to different stores 3 different times, because the first ones were too girly and the second ones were too large, so I had go to back the 3rd time to get smaller sizes. I didn't know what they were for, but I assumed they were for the band to wear as part of a costume or something. But, no. They were for the crew to wear, to walk around in. Awesome. And then their road manager gave me a 2-page list of food and travel dental hygiene equipment to get at the store, and told me she needed it there before the band got to the venue. Which turned out to be 10 minutes after I left. So that definitely didn't happen.
The concert was OK. I was kind of bored, since I really only know around 4 songs by Third Eye Blind. But it wasn't Nickelback.
But this concert just made me want to see more concerts. Really bad. I'm really excited for the Pat Benetar concert, and I'm really excited to make a list of bands I plan to see in concert. I'm making a list, and I'm going to search the tour dates. I'll travel all around the country this summer if I have to, stalking my favorite bands. Just kidding. But I should.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Day 56: This is Mindblowing
I have something very serious to say. There's been an epiphany. A brain-shattering, mind-boggling discovery.
Long ago, my boyfriend once referred to Nickelback as "country." Obviously, he was wrong.
I think I like country better.
Long ago, my boyfriend once referred to Nickelback as "country." Obviously, he was wrong.
I think I like country better.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Day 55: Envy
Today I saw a girl jogging with headphones on, and I suddenly got jealous. I know, I know, it's my own fault I'm doing this. And I'm glad I am, because the challenge really has been interesting. But it still sucks.
"You don't know how lucky you are," I thought.
Later, this girl I work with was washing dishes, listening to her iPod. I wondered what she was listening to. Sure, there's a radio at work that just saves my life, but I still want to have the freedom to listen to my music, you know? There's something about an iPod, and having earphones in, and drowning in your favorite songs that's just really, really appealing. You know what I love most about headphones?
Two things: 1) Music is always louder in headphones. When I really love a song, I squeeze the headphones over my ears so that it's the only thing in the world I can hear, and then I just live in it. It probably sounds really cheesy, but I really get lost in it. Whatever's going on at that point in that song, I'm there, and that's it. And 2) When the music switches from ear to ear. It's something with the channels when recording, I'm not quite sure, I'm not a producer or anything like that, but I love what it does. Like, one word will come from the left, and then the next from the right, and so on. I can't get enough of that. You just can't hear music like that without headphones.
And who would want to listen to Nickelback like that?
Here's how it is: I used to love music. A lot. It was all I cared about, and I listened to it all the time. Then I think I started liking movies a lot, and music kind of fell into the background. I mean, I still loved it, of course, because who doesn't like music? But I didn't listen to it nearly as much as before. But now that I'm not listening to it, I've really realized how much I want to, and how much I should have kept on listening to my favorite songs, in every spare moment I had. So I promise, that in 30 more days when I'm done with this, music will occupy every open second.
"You don't know how lucky you are," I thought.
Later, this girl I work with was washing dishes, listening to her iPod. I wondered what she was listening to. Sure, there's a radio at work that just saves my life, but I still want to have the freedom to listen to my music, you know? There's something about an iPod, and having earphones in, and drowning in your favorite songs that's just really, really appealing. You know what I love most about headphones?
Two things: 1) Music is always louder in headphones. When I really love a song, I squeeze the headphones over my ears so that it's the only thing in the world I can hear, and then I just live in it. It probably sounds really cheesy, but I really get lost in it. Whatever's going on at that point in that song, I'm there, and that's it. And 2) When the music switches from ear to ear. It's something with the channels when recording, I'm not quite sure, I'm not a producer or anything like that, but I love what it does. Like, one word will come from the left, and then the next from the right, and so on. I can't get enough of that. You just can't hear music like that without headphones.
And who would want to listen to Nickelback like that?
Here's how it is: I used to love music. A lot. It was all I cared about, and I listened to it all the time. Then I think I started liking movies a lot, and music kind of fell into the background. I mean, I still loved it, of course, because who doesn't like music? But I didn't listen to it nearly as much as before. But now that I'm not listening to it, I've really realized how much I want to, and how much I should have kept on listening to my favorite songs, in every spare moment I had. So I promise, that in 30 more days when I'm done with this, music will occupy every open second.
Day 54: Concert Talk
I love concerts. I went to my first concert in 9th grade, and I've been to about a million since then. Everything sounds better live.
Lately, I've heard about several concerts, and all of them sound very, very appealing. I guess anything would sound appealing after 3 months of this. Anyway, I'm making it a point to go to a concert after this. I'll go to Brazil if I have to.
I want to go to an Anberlin concert, but I'll settle for anything. There's this one with Relient K (who I've already seen twice), Paramore (who I don't really like), and FUN (a great, little, semi-unheard of band), but it's downstate. I'm not sure I want to pay to drive down there, or drive down there, period. But we'll see.
Anberlin is playing downstate on April 24th, but I'm going to the Pat Benetar show the day before that, and it's my cousin's senior prom, and she really wanted my sister and me to go. Hopefully I'll be able to catch something soon. I think I deserve it, after all this.
If anyone hears of a good concert, preferably in Wisconsin or Minnesota, let me know!
Lately, I've heard about several concerts, and all of them sound very, very appealing. I guess anything would sound appealing after 3 months of this. Anyway, I'm making it a point to go to a concert after this. I'll go to Brazil if I have to.
I want to go to an Anberlin concert, but I'll settle for anything. There's this one with Relient K (who I've already seen twice), Paramore (who I don't really like), and FUN (a great, little, semi-unheard of band), but it's downstate. I'm not sure I want to pay to drive down there, or drive down there, period. But we'll see.
Anberlin is playing downstate on April 24th, but I'm going to the Pat Benetar show the day before that, and it's my cousin's senior prom, and she really wanted my sister and me to go. Hopefully I'll be able to catch something soon. I think I deserve it, after all this.
If anyone hears of a good concert, preferably in Wisconsin or Minnesota, let me know!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Day 53: A Lyrical Comparison
A vicious dog just barked at me from my neighbor's apartment while I was unlocking my door. It scared me, and I almost dropped my keys. This was strange, since, as far as I know, my neighbor doesn't have a dog. Or, at least, I hope he doesn't. We aren't allowed to have pets, and his, mine, and another guy's apartments are the only ones on the same floor as the landlord's office. They aren't here on the weekends, so maybe he has a weekend dog. Anyhow, it surprised me.
In other news, my cousin's basketball team didn't win their semifinal game, in case you were at all invested in that tidbit. It sucks, but that's just how it goes. Sad.
Contrary to what you may believe, this post is not about angry dogs or sad high school sport news. What it really is, is a comparison between a song by my favorite song writer, Adam Lazzara of Taking Back Sunday, and a song by Chad Kroeger, of my favorite band.
I'll be comparing "Carpathia," from the newest Taking Back Sunday CD, New Again, to "Hangnail" from Silver Side Up. Now, "Carpathia" is not, by any means, my favorite TBS song, but it's the first one that came into my mind when I thought of clever songwriting. As compared to terrible songwriting, in which "Hangnail" popped up.
First, a history lesson. The RMS Carpathia was the ship that rescued the survivors of the Titanic in 1912. In 1918, the Carpathia was sunk by a German U-boat. That's all you need to know.
Now, for the lyrics. I'm not posting all of them, because that would take up a very, very large space. But here are some lyrics of each.
Maybe I'm just biased, I don't know. But to me, it seems like Adam Lazzara realizes that good lyrics isn't about rhyming anything that can rhyme, just for the sake of rhyming. I, for one, think that someone should take lessons from the other.
Does anyone agree?
In other news, my cousin's basketball team didn't win their semifinal game, in case you were at all invested in that tidbit. It sucks, but that's just how it goes. Sad.
Contrary to what you may believe, this post is not about angry dogs or sad high school sport news. What it really is, is a comparison between a song by my favorite song writer, Adam Lazzara of Taking Back Sunday, and a song by Chad Kroeger, of my favorite band.
I'll be comparing "Carpathia," from the newest Taking Back Sunday CD, New Again, to "Hangnail" from Silver Side Up. Now, "Carpathia" is not, by any means, my favorite TBS song, but it's the first one that came into my mind when I thought of clever songwriting. As compared to terrible songwriting, in which "Hangnail" popped up.
First, a history lesson. The RMS Carpathia was the ship that rescued the survivors of the Titanic in 1912. In 1918, the Carpathia was sunk by a German U-boat. That's all you need to know.
Now, for the lyrics. I'm not posting all of them, because that would take up a very, very large space. But here are some lyrics of each.
"Carpathia"
I don't worry half as much as I did
When I was an experiment
Your resident tourniquet
Lax now about your neck waiting, just waiting
I am a mantle and you are a painting
Come rest your frame on me
I was a tower and you were an airplane
We happened before we knew what was happening
Ok. "Swimming in a shiny ballroom?" "Just grab your shit and leave with it?" Really, now.I don't worry half as much as I did
When I was an experiment
Your resident tourniquet
Lax now about your neck waiting, just waiting
I am a mantle and you are a painting
Come rest your frame on me
I was a tower and you were an airplane
We happened before we knew what was happening
That's the verse. Now I'm skipping to my favorite part.
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like, "Man, that was ages ago"
Feel like, "Man, that was ages ago"
Alright, so you may not think this is brilliant songwriting. And it probably isn't anywhere near the best, most clever writing Adam Lazzara has done. But I just love it because it's about a boat that sunk and it says "sinking feeling."
Anyway, now let's take a look at "Hangnail." Negative one for the title, Mr. Kroeger. You're blowing it already.
Anyway, now let's take a look at "Hangnail." Negative one for the title, Mr. Kroeger. You're blowing it already.
"Hangnail"
It's not worth it for me, gets harder every time call you
This life you lead, like swimming in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed, right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal, better ask before you borrow
And I don't see too well, don't sing too well
And so I settle to scream
Just grab your shit, and leave with it
They won't make no statues of you
It's not worth it for me, gets harder every time call you
This life you lead, like swimming in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed, right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal, better ask before you borrow
And I don't see too well, don't sing too well
And so I settle to scream
Just grab your shit, and leave with it
They won't make no statues of you
Maybe I'm just biased, I don't know. But to me, it seems like Adam Lazzara realizes that good lyrics isn't about rhyming anything that can rhyme, just for the sake of rhyming. I, for one, think that someone should take lessons from the other.
Does anyone agree?
Friday, March 19, 2010
Day 52: Census Fail
I've waited my entire life to fill out a census. Ever since I heard about censuses in about the fifth grade, I've been super excited to fill one out. So this year, I got a letter in the mail saying, "Your census is coming. Please fill it out right away," or something like that. So I was excited. A week later, I got my census.
WHAT A LET DOWN!
Talk about getting my hopes up. I only had to answer, like, 2 questions. I thought it'd be really cool and ask my address, or maybe where I work. I don't even know. Maybe something about my hair color? Do I go to school? What's my major? Just kidding about all of those. But, come on!
How many people live with you?
What's your name?
What color is your skin?
Are you a Latino?
Come on, government. Get a little creative.
On another note, I brought Bo & Co. back to the airport this morning. After moving the mini van I had to drive about 3 different times, I finally decided to go in and see if they were downstairs yet. I was right at the front door, when Bo Burnham barges out and spits in the grass. Lovely.
The ride to the airport was silent for about a quarter of the way there. Bo sat in the front this time. It was nice, because I didn't feel so much like a chauffeur, but kind of awkward still, because he just sat there typing on his iPhone the whole time, and all I could think was that he was updating his Facebook status about what a crazy driver I was. I mean, of course he wasn't doing that, I'm sure, but that's what popped into my head.
Then, he started telling his girlfriend about this teacher he had in high school that apparently looked like an ostrich. His description was pretty funny, and I wanted to laugh, but I wasn't sure if I should, because I didn't want to look like a big ol' eavesdropper.
I had the radio on a little (gasp!) so that it wasn't so quiet. Come on, people, I need noise! At least a little background noise. See, I love talking. I talk all the time, whether it's appropriate or not, whether it's annoying or not; I just can't help it. But I'm absolutely terrible with small-talk. So I needed something. I hate silence. When I was little, and my family and I used to sit out in the living room, and it would be quiet, I would yell, "Why is it so quiet?!" So, yeah, that's me.
Anyway, the radio didn't give me any happiness. Miley Cyrus came on. "Party in the USA." Great. I hate that song, and I remember Bo Burnham making fun of Miley Cyrus in his show, so I just sat there wondering if I should change it. But I didn't. I suffered through it.
I have to say, it was a pretty fun experience. It sure doesn't sound fun, probably, but it's pretty cool. Gives me some good stories, I guess.
PS: The title of this post, Census Fail, is a play on words. One of my favorite bands is called Senses Fail. Ha Ha. Hilarious, right?
WHAT A LET DOWN!
Talk about getting my hopes up. I only had to answer, like, 2 questions. I thought it'd be really cool and ask my address, or maybe where I work. I don't even know. Maybe something about my hair color? Do I go to school? What's my major? Just kidding about all of those. But, come on!
How many people live with you?
What's your name?
What color is your skin?
Are you a Latino?
Come on, government. Get a little creative.
On another note, I brought Bo & Co. back to the airport this morning. After moving the mini van I had to drive about 3 different times, I finally decided to go in and see if they were downstairs yet. I was right at the front door, when Bo Burnham barges out and spits in the grass. Lovely.
The ride to the airport was silent for about a quarter of the way there. Bo sat in the front this time. It was nice, because I didn't feel so much like a chauffeur, but kind of awkward still, because he just sat there typing on his iPhone the whole time, and all I could think was that he was updating his Facebook status about what a crazy driver I was. I mean, of course he wasn't doing that, I'm sure, but that's what popped into my head.
Then, he started telling his girlfriend about this teacher he had in high school that apparently looked like an ostrich. His description was pretty funny, and I wanted to laugh, but I wasn't sure if I should, because I didn't want to look like a big ol' eavesdropper.
I had the radio on a little (gasp!) so that it wasn't so quiet. Come on, people, I need noise! At least a little background noise. See, I love talking. I talk all the time, whether it's appropriate or not, whether it's annoying or not; I just can't help it. But I'm absolutely terrible with small-talk. So I needed something. I hate silence. When I was little, and my family and I used to sit out in the living room, and it would be quiet, I would yell, "Why is it so quiet?!" So, yeah, that's me.
Anyway, the radio didn't give me any happiness. Miley Cyrus came on. "Party in the USA." Great. I hate that song, and I remember Bo Burnham making fun of Miley Cyrus in his show, so I just sat there wondering if I should change it. But I didn't. I suffered through it.
I have to say, it was a pretty fun experience. It sure doesn't sound fun, probably, but it's pretty cool. Gives me some good stories, I guess.
PS: The title of this post, Census Fail, is a play on words. One of my favorite bands is called Senses Fail. Ha Ha. Hilarious, right?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Day 51: PAT BENETAR!!
I just found out that Pat Benetar is going to be playing at the casino in April!!!!! This may not be so exciting to all of you, but to me, it's INCREDIBLE! I've been listening to her since, like, 7th grade when I stole my mom's CD.
I love, love. LOVE her! So I'm super excited.
I heard the announcement on my way back from the airport, from picking up Bo Burnham.
Turns out it wasn't as awkward as I expected it to be. I mean, it was weird, and silent, but not quite what I imagined. This is a good thing.
My friend, Sarah, and I were picking him up. He and his girlfriend got of the plane, and he went straight into the bathroom. So we walked up to the girl and said, "Hi. Are you Bo Burnham's girlfriend?" Awkward. But she laughed, at least. So that was that. I mean, how else do you approach a stranger's girlfriend?
The ride was pure quiet, and the happy couple just sat in the back and whispered to one another, which was actually pretty sweet. The ride back from the venue to their hotel wasn't half as bad, because I finally felt like I had stuff to talk about.
Sarah turned on the radio on the way to the airport. I couldn't stop her. The Fray was the first band on. It was great. Then, lo and behold, a Nickelback song came on! Imagine that. I can't even get away from them by breaking the rules.
I love, love. LOVE her! So I'm super excited.
I heard the announcement on my way back from the airport, from picking up Bo Burnham.
Turns out it wasn't as awkward as I expected it to be. I mean, it was weird, and silent, but not quite what I imagined. This is a good thing.
My friend, Sarah, and I were picking him up. He and his girlfriend got of the plane, and he went straight into the bathroom. So we walked up to the girl and said, "Hi. Are you Bo Burnham's girlfriend?" Awkward. But she laughed, at least. So that was that. I mean, how else do you approach a stranger's girlfriend?
The ride was pure quiet, and the happy couple just sat in the back and whispered to one another, which was actually pretty sweet. The ride back from the venue to their hotel wasn't half as bad, because I finally felt like I had stuff to talk about.
Sarah turned on the radio on the way to the airport. I couldn't stop her. The Fray was the first band on. It was great. Then, lo and behold, a Nickelback song came on! Imagine that. I can't even get away from them by breaking the rules.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Day 50: Possible Awkward Silence in the Near Future
Tomorrow, my student organization is putting on a comedic show. The comedian is named Bo Burnham, and since I'm 21 now, I'm old enough to drive the NMU van to pick him up from the airport. Three other people in the group are coming with me, so that should be fun.
But I just realized that I can't listen to music. This could potentially be a problem.
I mean, for one thing, what do you do when you pick up someone you've never met (and his girlfriend, by the way) from the airport, and have to drive at least 15 minutes back to town? They'll be talking, him and his girlfriend, I'm sure. But can the four of us from the organization talk at the same time? Or will it turn out all chaotic and mumble-jumbled, like my family Christmas dinners?
Should I put the radio on? I mean, obviously I can't, but maybe if I'm coerced into it by everyone else, then I could make an exception. I just don't know how it's going to go. I'm excited, don't get me wrong. I mean, what if this guy gets super, hugely famous one day, and I can say I drove him? I would have rather driven Seth Meyers, sure, but this will do. It just has the potential to be very, very awkward, or really, really strange.
I'll let you know how it goes.
PS: Still crossing your fingers??
But I just realized that I can't listen to music. This could potentially be a problem.
I mean, for one thing, what do you do when you pick up someone you've never met (and his girlfriend, by the way) from the airport, and have to drive at least 15 minutes back to town? They'll be talking, him and his girlfriend, I'm sure. But can the four of us from the organization talk at the same time? Or will it turn out all chaotic and mumble-jumbled, like my family Christmas dinners?
Should I put the radio on? I mean, obviously I can't, but maybe if I'm coerced into it by everyone else, then I could make an exception. I just don't know how it's going to go. I'm excited, don't get me wrong. I mean, what if this guy gets super, hugely famous one day, and I can say I drove him? I would have rather driven Seth Meyers, sure, but this will do. It just has the potential to be very, very awkward, or really, really strange.
I'll let you know how it goes.
PS: Still crossing your fingers??
Day 49: The Best Roadtrip EVER!
This post is about yesterday, but I couldn't post yesterday, because I was in Sault Ste. Marie and didn't get back until around 12:30, and I was exhausted. So here it is today.
It's 3 hours to the Soo, and it was a very great 3 hours. My cousin, who's a senior in high school, was playing in the quarter-final state championship games. We took my sister's car, and she promised me I would have good music.
"I made 3 awesome CDs for the ride there," she said. "Unless they play Nickelback at the game, you won't have to hear them at all."
And it was great. The CDs had Taking Back Sunday, Bon Jovi, "Wonderwall!" Anything I ever could've asked for.
And I did hear Nickelback at the game. Believe it or not. In a mash-up of pump up hip hop, here comes Nickelback's "Too Bad." But it was ok. Just a little funny.
On the way there, we stopped in Christmas and got a picture with the gigantic Santa Claus. We also had to stop in Newberry, because Terry O'Quinn, who plays John Locke on "Lost" is from there. We played a game, guessing if every person we saw was his brother, or if every house we saw was his old house. It was amusing. We also found out that Newberry is the Moose Capital of Michigan. How's that for something new?
The best part of the night was the nerve-wrackingly close game. The biggest point difference of the entire game was 11 points. We were either ahead of the other team, or tied the whole game. In the end, good old Ontonagon pulled through, and won 50-47! Crazy! So, for the second year in a row, my cousin's team is going to state semifinals in Lansing! They play tomorrow, and I've got my fingers crossed! Everyone keep yours crossed, too. It took Ontonagon 20 years to get into the semifinals again, and now it's two years in a row. Can they get to the finals? I surely hope so!
It's 3 hours to the Soo, and it was a very great 3 hours. My cousin, who's a senior in high school, was playing in the quarter-final state championship games. We took my sister's car, and she promised me I would have good music.
"I made 3 awesome CDs for the ride there," she said. "Unless they play Nickelback at the game, you won't have to hear them at all."
And it was great. The CDs had Taking Back Sunday, Bon Jovi, "Wonderwall!" Anything I ever could've asked for.
And I did hear Nickelback at the game. Believe it or not. In a mash-up of pump up hip hop, here comes Nickelback's "Too Bad." But it was ok. Just a little funny.
On the way there, we stopped in Christmas and got a picture with the gigantic Santa Claus. We also had to stop in Newberry, because Terry O'Quinn, who plays John Locke on "Lost" is from there. We played a game, guessing if every person we saw was his brother, or if every house we saw was his old house. It was amusing. We also found out that Newberry is the Moose Capital of Michigan. How's that for something new?
The best part of the night was the nerve-wrackingly close game. The biggest point difference of the entire game was 11 points. We were either ahead of the other team, or tied the whole game. In the end, good old Ontonagon pulled through, and won 50-47! Crazy! So, for the second year in a row, my cousin's team is going to state semifinals in Lansing! They play tomorrow, and I've got my fingers crossed! Everyone keep yours crossed, too. It took Ontonagon 20 years to get into the semifinals again, and now it's two years in a row. Can they get to the finals? I surely hope so!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Day 48: Musical Break
I'm currently in the LRC selling tickets for the Third Eye Blind my organization is putting on. Everyone was just walking past, minding their own business, and not looking at my ghetto, sharpie-and-typing paper sign. So I decided it'd be a good idea to put on some Third Eye Blind. I went on Youtube, and am currently playing every song by them I can find. This is a perfectly good exception to the Nickelback Code. Kinda like "Harry's Code." That's how I'm referring to these rules from now on.
Anyway, so I'm sitting here listening to Third Eye Blind, and it's making me very happy. It's so old school, but I really do enjoy it. Especially now. This leads me to believe that I'm going to have an awesome time at the concert, even better than usual. Live music and live music that isn't Nickelback! It's going to be great.
The whole point is, I'm going to be doing this Wednesday and then Monday and Wednesday of next week, so I'm going to be getting some breaks from constant Nickelback, which can only be a good thing.
Anyway, so I'm sitting here listening to Third Eye Blind, and it's making me very happy. It's so old school, but I really do enjoy it. Especially now. This leads me to believe that I'm going to have an awesome time at the concert, even better than usual. Live music and live music that isn't Nickelback! It's going to be great.
The whole point is, I'm going to be doing this Wednesday and then Monday and Wednesday of next week, so I'm going to be getting some breaks from constant Nickelback, which can only be a good thing.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Day 47: Restricted
This title reminds me of Harry Potter, and the Restricted Section of the library. Restriction always ends up leading them to good things in those books. However, it's not leading me to anything. Well, nothing good at least.
I realized that the thing I hate most about this project is the restriction. I've lately come to the realization that I hate having to listen to only one thing. I love being able to just turn on my iPod and pick whatever I want to listen to. And, if it isn't on my iPod, I can just download it! Or I can go in my car, put in a CD, and rock out. Whatever I want, whenever.
But now, I'm confined to a certain CD by a certain band that plays a certain genre. I have no freedom, whatsoever. I can only do what's been lined up in these guidelines I've set for myself.
This must be what Communism feels like.
I realized that the thing I hate most about this project is the restriction. I've lately come to the realization that I hate having to listen to only one thing. I love being able to just turn on my iPod and pick whatever I want to listen to. And, if it isn't on my iPod, I can just download it! Or I can go in my car, put in a CD, and rock out. Whatever I want, whenever.
But now, I'm confined to a certain CD by a certain band that plays a certain genre. I have no freedom, whatsoever. I can only do what's been lined up in these guidelines I've set for myself.
This must be what Communism feels like.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Day 46: Freedom Playlist
It really amazes me that I can not listen to certain songs for 46 days, and still get them stuck in my head. By "amazes me," I mean makes me really, really happy. I'm not sure what it means yet, that I can still sing and hear them in my head without listening to them, but whatever it means, I like it. Maybe it means that I don't have to listen to the song to hear it. What a concept!
Anyway, this post isn't about me singing songs that I haven't heard in months. This post is about what I'm going to listen to when I can listen to songs that I haven't heard in months. Here's my Freedom Playlist:
1. "Paperthin Hymn" - Anberlin
2. "*Fin" - Anberlin
3. Probably every other song by Anberlin ever recorded.
4. "Set Phasers to Stun" - Taking Back Sunday (The only Star Trek reference I ever enjoyed.)
5. "Timberwolves at New Jersey" - Taking Back Sunday
6. "Stupid Kid" - Alkaline Trio
7. "Private Eye" - Alkaline Trio
8. "Seasons" - Good Charlotte (I have NO idea why I want to listen to this. It's from their very first CD, and I haven't even listened to Good Charlotte, period, in like, over a year. Maybe more.
9. "You're So Last Summer" - Taking Back Sunday
10. Ok, so probably every Taking Back Sunday song ever recorded as well.
11. "Wonderwall" - Oasis
12. "Right Now" - Akon
13. "Fire Burning" - Sean Kingston
14. "The Emergency" - Run Kid Run
15. "Pet Semetary" - The Ramones
16. "I Believe in Miracles" - The Ramones
17. Not every other Ramones song ever recorded, because I'd be there for years.
18. "Alexithymia" - Anberlin (Which I just found out is the word for "without words for emotions." I know I already said I'd listen to every other Anberlin song ever recorded, but this one is too good not to mention by name.)
19. "The Taste of Ink" - The Used
20. "All Downhill from Here" - New Found Glory
And this is just the beginning.
I realized, through this experience, that I really don't have hardly any of my music on my iTunes or my iPod. I have tons of CDs I burnt in high school, and I happen to still listen to the same music, that I never ripped onto my laptop. So I'm definitely going to do that.
Anyway, this post isn't about me singing songs that I haven't heard in months. This post is about what I'm going to listen to when I can listen to songs that I haven't heard in months. Here's my Freedom Playlist:
1. "Paperthin Hymn" - Anberlin
2. "*Fin" - Anberlin
3. Probably every other song by Anberlin ever recorded.
4. "Set Phasers to Stun" - Taking Back Sunday (The only Star Trek reference I ever enjoyed.)
5. "Timberwolves at New Jersey" - Taking Back Sunday
6. "Stupid Kid" - Alkaline Trio
7. "Private Eye" - Alkaline Trio
8. "Seasons" - Good Charlotte (I have NO idea why I want to listen to this. It's from their very first CD, and I haven't even listened to Good Charlotte, period, in like, over a year. Maybe more.
9. "You're So Last Summer" - Taking Back Sunday
10. Ok, so probably every Taking Back Sunday song ever recorded as well.
11. "Wonderwall" - Oasis
12. "Right Now" - Akon
13. "Fire Burning" - Sean Kingston
14. "The Emergency" - Run Kid Run
15. "Pet Semetary" - The Ramones
16. "I Believe in Miracles" - The Ramones
17. Not every other Ramones song ever recorded, because I'd be there for years.
18. "Alexithymia" - Anberlin (Which I just found out is the word for "without words for emotions." I know I already said I'd listen to every other Anberlin song ever recorded, but this one is too good not to mention by name.)
19. "The Taste of Ink" - The Used
20. "All Downhill from Here" - New Found Glory
And this is just the beginning.
I realized, through this experience, that I really don't have hardly any of my music on my iTunes or my iPod. I have tons of CDs I burnt in high school, and I happen to still listen to the same music, that I never ripped onto my laptop. So I'm definitely going to do that.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Day 45: WONDERWALL!!!
Tonight at work sucked. I only made $40 in 8 hours and I'm so frustrated right now, I feel like it was just a waste of time. This comes after making only $60 over the entire spring break. But now I'm just venting.
Anyway, there was one good part of work. Well, 2 if you count the 3-pound omelet the cooks made me for dinner. Ok, so I don't know if it was actually 3 pounds, but there was at least 1 pound of stuff inside it. It was the largest omelet I've ever seen. It was gigantic. I didn't even eat half of it and I was stuffed.
So that was fun.
But the best part of work tonight-- the only good part, if I'm being honest-- was when I walked into the kitchen to wait for said enormous omelet. "Wonderwall" by Oasis was playing on the cooks' boom box. As you know, if you've been reading my blog (even just once in awhile), I've been dying to listen to "Wonderwall."
It's a pretty strange phenomenon, since it's not my favorite song in any way. At least, it wasn't. But now that I can't listen to it, I'm finding that I want to listen to it very, very badly. It's like I never listened to it enough before, like I didn't appreciate it enough. Let me say, after this is over, I'll be listening to "Wonderwall." I'll play it over and over until I exhaust it. Maybe it's gonna be the one that saves me.
Anyway, there was one good part of work. Well, 2 if you count the 3-pound omelet the cooks made me for dinner. Ok, so I don't know if it was actually 3 pounds, but there was at least 1 pound of stuff inside it. It was the largest omelet I've ever seen. It was gigantic. I didn't even eat half of it and I was stuffed.
So that was fun.
But the best part of work tonight-- the only good part, if I'm being honest-- was when I walked into the kitchen to wait for said enormous omelet. "Wonderwall" by Oasis was playing on the cooks' boom box. As you know, if you've been reading my blog (even just once in awhile), I've been dying to listen to "Wonderwall."
It's a pretty strange phenomenon, since it's not my favorite song in any way. At least, it wasn't. But now that I can't listen to it, I'm finding that I want to listen to it very, very badly. It's like I never listened to it enough before, like I didn't appreciate it enough. Let me say, after this is over, I'll be listening to "Wonderwall." I'll play it over and over until I exhaust it. Maybe it's gonna be the one that saves me.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Day 44: Music on the Brain
In 5th grade, we sang this song in music class called "Pizza Love."
Now, you might expect "Pizza Love" to be the dumbest song you've ever heard, just because of its title. You would be right.
But this song, "Pizza Love," had a few words that just recently popped into my head. Yes, it's getting so bad that I'm getting 5th grade photocopied force-fed music class jingles seeping up into the crevices of my mind. Anything except "Hangnail" for a 17th time.
Anyway, the words, as I remember them, go like this:
Pizza, Pizza,
On my brain,
Make it Pepperoni,
Or Make it Plain
I don't remember any of the rest. Those are bad enough.
But right now, I'm sitting here thinking:
Music, Music,
On my brain,
Anymore Nickelback,
And I might go insane.
I might be able to market that.
Poetry and crappy lyrics aside, I've got music on my brain. That's all there is to it. I was writing the English Department newsletter (which is my work-from-home-type job) and I came to an announcement about this student that got some work published in an anthology. Except instead of typing "anthology" I typed "compilation." And although I'm sure this term could be used to mean the same thing as "anthology," I wasn't thinking of that. I was thinking of a nice mixed CD with jamming guitars and lyrics that make sense and some nasally-voiced guys singing them.
This might not sound appealing to anyone else, but it's exactly what I need.
41 to go.
Now, you might expect "Pizza Love" to be the dumbest song you've ever heard, just because of its title. You would be right.
But this song, "Pizza Love," had a few words that just recently popped into my head. Yes, it's getting so bad that I'm getting 5th grade photocopied force-fed music class jingles seeping up into the crevices of my mind. Anything except "Hangnail" for a 17th time.
Anyway, the words, as I remember them, go like this:
Pizza, Pizza,
On my brain,
Make it Pepperoni,
Or Make it Plain
I don't remember any of the rest. Those are bad enough.
But right now, I'm sitting here thinking:
Music, Music,
On my brain,
Anymore Nickelback,
And I might go insane.
I might be able to market that.
Poetry and crappy lyrics aside, I've got music on my brain. That's all there is to it. I was writing the English Department newsletter (which is my work-from-home-type job) and I came to an announcement about this student that got some work published in an anthology. Except instead of typing "anthology" I typed "compilation." And although I'm sure this term could be used to mean the same thing as "anthology," I wasn't thinking of that. I was thinking of a nice mixed CD with jamming guitars and lyrics that make sense and some nasally-voiced guys singing them.
This might not sound appealing to anyone else, but it's exactly what I need.
41 to go.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Day 43: Safe Haven
Work is now my safe haven. Well, it has been since I started this challenge. Because usually, at work I can get away from the music I most hate. Listening to the radio usually means Akon and Lady Gaga and Boys Like Girls, music fit for a dance party. But not tonight.
No, tonight "You Remind Me" or "How You Remind Me" or "This is How You Remind Me" or whatever ungodly long name that song is called. It came on the radio. I actually smiled, because what are the chances of that song coming on at work? That song that I have so many problems with. That song that just happens to be on the one Nickelback CD I've been listening to.
Sure, I've heard Nickelback on the radio quite a few times since the beginning of this, but this is the first time I've heard something from Silver Side Up outside the confines of my home, car, iPod, etc. This CD is nine years old. It's not Bon Jovi, it's not classic rock. So get over it, people! It won't be any better a decade later than it was when it was released.
Wait a second! I was just looking up the release date on Wikipedia, and it says the CD was released on September 11, 2001. I call your bluff, iTunes CD review. It told me, way back 43 days ago when I first downloaded the CD, that this CD was inspired by September 11th! This whole thing has been based on a lie!
No, tonight "You Remind Me" or "How You Remind Me" or "This is How You Remind Me" or whatever ungodly long name that song is called. It came on the radio. I actually smiled, because what are the chances of that song coming on at work? That song that I have so many problems with. That song that just happens to be on the one Nickelback CD I've been listening to.
Sure, I've heard Nickelback on the radio quite a few times since the beginning of this, but this is the first time I've heard something from Silver Side Up outside the confines of my home, car, iPod, etc. This CD is nine years old. It's not Bon Jovi, it's not classic rock. So get over it, people! It won't be any better a decade later than it was when it was released.
Wait a second! I was just looking up the release date on Wikipedia, and it says the CD was released on September 11, 2001. I call your bluff, iTunes CD review. It told me, way back 43 days ago when I first downloaded the CD, that this CD was inspired by September 11th! This whole thing has been based on a lie!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Day 42: Road Trip!
My sister and I went on a road trip to Kingsford for my cousin's basketball game. She's a senior in high school, and they're in the tournaments right now, so it's really exciting. We took my aunt and her husband with us, because we're good nieces like that. Plus, they helped pay for gas.
On the way there, I made sure to turn my CD player down very low. I was still technically listening to it, but I didn't have to hear it.
At one point, my aunt said, "Stacy, I hear you're listening to Nickelback."
She knows about my challenge. But her husband doesn't, so he started asking me about it and I told him.
It later came out that this aunt of mine doesn't mind Nickelback either. Ugh.
Nothing else really came about today. But I have been realizing that I'm building up will power with this whole Nickelback thing. I never force myself to do anything. If I don't want to work out, I don't. If I don't want to finish a story, I don't. But I'm forcing myself to complete this challenge, and it's really weird. It just really makes me feel like I have a ton of will power. It's nice to not feel like a pushover to myself.
I'll end this by saying that this horrible new-age boy band is on the Disney Channel right now. Yes, the Disney Channel. Anyway, it's called Allstar Weekend, which might be the stupidest band name ever. Either way, I'm thoroughly enjoying this song, even though I'm 95% certain it's terrible.
On the way there, I made sure to turn my CD player down very low. I was still technically listening to it, but I didn't have to hear it.
At one point, my aunt said, "Stacy, I hear you're listening to Nickelback."
She knows about my challenge. But her husband doesn't, so he started asking me about it and I told him.
It later came out that this aunt of mine doesn't mind Nickelback either. Ugh.
Nothing else really came about today. But I have been realizing that I'm building up will power with this whole Nickelback thing. I never force myself to do anything. If I don't want to work out, I don't. If I don't want to finish a story, I don't. But I'm forcing myself to complete this challenge, and it's really weird. It just really makes me feel like I have a ton of will power. It's nice to not feel like a pushover to myself.
I'll end this by saying that this horrible new-age boy band is on the Disney Channel right now. Yes, the Disney Channel. Anyway, it's called Allstar Weekend, which might be the stupidest band name ever. Either way, I'm thoroughly enjoying this song, even though I'm 95% certain it's terrible.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Day 41: Wednesday...
So apparently I started this on a Wednesday. So I'll end Wednesday the 21st, which will be 85 days of Nickelback. Sounds good enough to me.
Today the weather was so nice, I just had to walk to class. It's only about a mile walk, but I haven't walked all winter, because I get cold really easily and don't like to traipse through ten feet of snow. But today it was a must. I wore my Converse, which I haven't worn since fall, and stomped my way through puddles to class. Before I left, though, I checked my iPod, because I was going to bring it, and listen to Nickelback on the way there to see what kind of reaction that could bring out. However, when I looked at it, it was dead. I've never been so happy to see a dead iPod in my life.
Actually, now that I think about it, I may have just pushed it off of "Hold," and may have not even tried to push the button to turn it on. Clever. I didn't even realize that until now. My subconscious is coming up with schemes.
Today the weather was so nice, I just had to walk to class. It's only about a mile walk, but I haven't walked all winter, because I get cold really easily and don't like to traipse through ten feet of snow. But today it was a must. I wore my Converse, which I haven't worn since fall, and stomped my way through puddles to class. Before I left, though, I checked my iPod, because I was going to bring it, and listen to Nickelback on the way there to see what kind of reaction that could bring out. However, when I looked at it, it was dead. I've never been so happy to see a dead iPod in my life.
Actually, now that I think about it, I may have just pushed it off of "Hold," and may have not even tried to push the button to turn it on. Clever. I didn't even realize that until now. My subconscious is coming up with schemes.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Day 40: I'm Dying Here...
You have no idea how much I want to listen to Anberlin right now. I should be walking down the street with their music bumping through my headphones. I actually had to get out of my house earlier so that I wouldn't do it. This must be what withdrawal feels like.
I'm going to start listening to my music again on April 20th. That means only 44 more days of this. I started on a Tuesday, so it's only fair that I end on one. That will be 84 days. I wanted to shoot for 100, but I just can't. That'd take me into, what, the end of May? And I just can't do that.
So only 44 to go. It can't come soon enough.
I'm going to start listening to my music again on April 20th. That means only 44 more days of this. I started on a Tuesday, so it's only fair that I end on one. That will be 84 days. I wanted to shoot for 100, but I just can't. That'd take me into, what, the end of May? And I just can't do that.
So only 44 to go. It can't come soon enough.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Day 39: Cheating
Chill out! I didn't really cheat on my project. But I wanted to. If anyone stepped outside today, you'll see why. It was WAY too nice out to contaminate my ears with Nickelback. My sister and I went swimming at the Y and had a great time listening to our usual spring mix. Later, we had to run some errands. I was going to drive, and we were in the driveway of my parking lot, just waiting to turn to leave.
"I really want to cheat right now on my own rules," I said.
But I didn't! Because I have more will power than that. So instead, we backed up, parked, and switched to her car. So I got the music while still keeping my dignity.
Today was a great day.
"I really want to cheat right now on my own rules," I said.
But I didn't! Because I have more will power than that. So instead, we backed up, parked, and switched to her car. So I got the music while still keeping my dignity.
Today was a great day.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Day 38: Food Poisoning?
Last night I had my usual reaction to red dye, which I have an intolerance to. A bad intolerance. But when I woke up this morning, I still had this pain in my stomach, so I thought maybe it was appendicitis. I went to the doctor's and she said it was food poisoning! But she couldn't figure out what it was from. I have an idea.
NICKELBACK!
I've gotten food poisoning from ingesting Nickelback. Awesome. All that negative music is getting into my intestinal track and tearing it to pieces.
So thank you, once again, Chad Kroger. This time, for not only affecting my mental health, but my physical health as well. No big deal, I thoroughly enjoy puking my guts out.
In other, less graphic news, I was driving back from the doctor's office this morning, the CD just popped right out of my CD player. Perhaps it was a sign.
"Protect yourself," it was trying to tell me. "This stuff is poison."
I didn't listen. I just stuffed it back into the CD player. The CD is black. I forgot what it looked like, because I just haven't taken it out since I made it. But when I burnt it, I purposely put it on a black CD because that was the most hate-filled color I could find. I forgot about it until today.
NICKELBACK!
I've gotten food poisoning from ingesting Nickelback. Awesome. All that negative music is getting into my intestinal track and tearing it to pieces.
So thank you, once again, Chad Kroger. This time, for not only affecting my mental health, but my physical health as well. No big deal, I thoroughly enjoy puking my guts out.
In other, less graphic news, I was driving back from the doctor's office this morning, the CD just popped right out of my CD player. Perhaps it was a sign.
"Protect yourself," it was trying to tell me. "This stuff is poison."
I didn't listen. I just stuffed it back into the CD player. The CD is black. I forgot what it looked like, because I just haven't taken it out since I made it. But when I burnt it, I purposely put it on a black CD because that was the most hate-filled color I could find. I forgot about it until today.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Day 37: Clear Roads, Which Means...
1) Spring is coming!! Well, probably not. But I can hope!
2) Fast driving. I caught myself driving 70 off and on on the way home. Usually I drive like a grandma, so this is a big deal. I just felt so free not having to worry about hitting a patch of black ice and doing a 540 in the middle of the highway.
3) I want to listen to my spring music more than ever. It's going to be so hard watching the ice drip off of everything and not being able to pop in some Alkaline Trio. It's gonna be tough, but I can do it. I've gotten this far.
I found out some very good news today. Anberlin is apparently a couple weeks in to recording a new CD! I didn't even know they had one planned, so I was very pleasantly surprised to find this out. I usually get afraid when my favorite bands put out new CDs, because when Taking Back Sunday put out "Louder Now" I was really disappointed. But Anberlin doesn't worry me. I just get really excited. My goal after all of this is to see Anberlin in concert. I've only seen them once, this past fall, but if anything calls for a concert-inspired road trip, it's the end of this project.
In other good news, Fall Out Boy broke up! At least that's what my sister told me! I have a deep hatred for their music. I kind of like one of their songs called "Dead On Arrival" and that's really old. I once had to sit through them opening for Taking Back Sunday in 2004, and it seemed like the longest half hour of my life. It actually felt more like 2 hours. Gross. So few things make me happier right now than knowing that they've disbanded and that once I can open my ears up again, their music won't be in them.
2) Fast driving. I caught myself driving 70 off and on on the way home. Usually I drive like a grandma, so this is a big deal. I just felt so free not having to worry about hitting a patch of black ice and doing a 540 in the middle of the highway.
3) I want to listen to my spring music more than ever. It's going to be so hard watching the ice drip off of everything and not being able to pop in some Alkaline Trio. It's gonna be tough, but I can do it. I've gotten this far.
I found out some very good news today. Anberlin is apparently a couple weeks in to recording a new CD! I didn't even know they had one planned, so I was very pleasantly surprised to find this out. I usually get afraid when my favorite bands put out new CDs, because when Taking Back Sunday put out "Louder Now" I was really disappointed. But Anberlin doesn't worry me. I just get really excited. My goal after all of this is to see Anberlin in concert. I've only seen them once, this past fall, but if anything calls for a concert-inspired road trip, it's the end of this project.
In other good news, Fall Out Boy broke up! At least that's what my sister told me! I have a deep hatred for their music. I kind of like one of their songs called "Dead On Arrival" and that's really old. I once had to sit through them opening for Taking Back Sunday in 2004, and it seemed like the longest half hour of my life. It actually felt more like 2 hours. Gross. So few things make me happier right now than knowing that they've disbanded and that once I can open my ears up again, their music won't be in them.
Day 36: A Day Late
I didn't update yesterday, because nothing really happened. But this post is a little bit about yesterday, and is called a day late for two reasons. 1) Because I'm a day late on posting this, and
2) Because it's an awesome song by Anberlin.
I've realized that in my daily life I'm coming up with a lot of song titles lately. Or I'll say something that will remind me of a certain song. It's amazing how often I have music on the brain these days.
Yesterday my mom was asking me about Nickelback, and how I couldn't listen to anything else. She doesn't really know how the whole thing works, so I was telling her about it.
"I've never heard them," she said. I think she must be the luckiest woman on Earth.
Then she said, "Lisa said she really likes them."
Lisa's my aunt. And, yes, she did say she really liked them. My facebook status one day was something about dying from Nickelback syndrome, and my aunt was actually in disbelief that I didn't like them! She must be the only one. I also remember her saying she loved a song by Kid Rock a few years ago, so I really question her taste in music.
Anyway, there will be another post tonight about today (Day 37), since this one is really about yesterday (Day 36). I'm cruising right along.
2) Because it's an awesome song by Anberlin.
I've realized that in my daily life I'm coming up with a lot of song titles lately. Or I'll say something that will remind me of a certain song. It's amazing how often I have music on the brain these days.
Yesterday my mom was asking me about Nickelback, and how I couldn't listen to anything else. She doesn't really know how the whole thing works, so I was telling her about it.
"I've never heard them," she said. I think she must be the luckiest woman on Earth.
Then she said, "Lisa said she really likes them."
Lisa's my aunt. And, yes, she did say she really liked them. My facebook status one day was something about dying from Nickelback syndrome, and my aunt was actually in disbelief that I didn't like them! She must be the only one. I also remember her saying she loved a song by Kid Rock a few years ago, so I really question her taste in music.
Anyway, there will be another post tonight about today (Day 37), since this one is really about yesterday (Day 36). I'm cruising right along.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Day 35: Going Home
So I came home today for a couple days. I only live 2 hours away, thank God, but even 2 hours trapped in a car with Nickelback seems like an eternity. I haven't yet had to make the trek with Silver Side Up playing in the background. It was pretty tough, I must admit. It was in the morning, around 10, and I found myself getting very tired. Usually I can turn up my music and I'll be nice and awake. But why in the world would I want to do that?
I went through the entire CD almost 3 times. That's a heck of a lot of Nickleback in a 2 hour period. Maybe they should have made a longer CD to spare me from the repetitiveness.
Or maybe just a better one. That would've helped, too.
So, needless to say, I'm not quite looking forward to the drive home on Thursday morning. My only hope is that my CD player would stop working again (it did once before). But then, I'd be stuck in silence for 2 hours, because of my rules. And that might make me even more tired.
I went through the entire CD almost 3 times. That's a heck of a lot of Nickleback in a 2 hour period. Maybe they should have made a longer CD to spare me from the repetitiveness.
Or maybe just a better one. That would've helped, too.
So, needless to say, I'm not quite looking forward to the drive home on Thursday morning. My only hope is that my CD player would stop working again (it did once before). But then, I'd be stuck in silence for 2 hours, because of my rules. And that might make me even more tired.
Day 34: Knowing the Words
I have this thing, this skill, talent, whatever you want to call it, where I can hear a song only a couple times, and I already know the words. It's great when I get a new CD from my favorite band, because I really like singing. In fact, when I'm listening to music, I feel compelled to sing the songs.
Right now, though, this is a very unfortunate talent to have. I know every word to every one of those terrible songs on the CD. I even catch myself singing the songs in my head, and I stop myself right away. I now feel compelled to not sing.
So if anyone ever needs to know some lyrics from Nickelback's Silver Side Up CD for a TV game show or some kind of off-the-wall project, I'm your girl. Unfortunately.
Right now, though, this is a very unfortunate talent to have. I know every word to every one of those terrible songs on the CD. I even catch myself singing the songs in my head, and I stop myself right away. I now feel compelled to not sing.
So if anyone ever needs to know some lyrics from Nickelback's Silver Side Up CD for a TV game show or some kind of off-the-wall project, I'm your girl. Unfortunately.
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