So, I know some of you probably hate her, but I saw Lady Ga Ga live this past weekend. It was the opening show of her Monster Ball tour. I went to Montreal with my two good friends to visit my best friend who goes to school at McGill. It was a long drive, but we blasted GaGa the whole time and leaned all the words for her concert. The concert opened with some band called Semi Automatic Weapon, and the lead singer changed his whole outfit on stage, so basically was naked in front of the whole Bell Center. They weren't that good but have been opening for Lady GaGa for a few years.
The concert was amazing. If you've ever seen her perform on award shows you know how crazy she is. She had a ton of different outfits and crazy head dresses. I think a lot of people dont realise how talented she is. I admit her songs that are popular are really poppy and arent that well written, but she has a olt on her new album which is pretty impressive. Also at the concert she played the piano and sang some of her songs in a different slower version where you could really hear how good of a voice she had.
Kid Cudi was supposed to open for her, but he didnt show up untill the middle of the show. Lady GaGa said, "Cudi, if you ever fucking come late to another one of my shows im going to fucking kill you." Shes crazy.
She also fell a few times, which was kindof funny. But she played them off well. At a break between songs she told us she felt like a "drunk model on a slippery runway.... and it is... AWESOME."
It was one of the craziest experiences of my life, and if you are a fan of her at all I'd suggest you go see her, she puts on a great show. If you aren't a fan, I understand why, and I'm not defending her musical talent and writing skills, I just had a lot of fun listening to her and watching her crazy antics.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Swine Flu
So this whole swine flu thing has been scaring campus and the whole nation for a few months. Granted, I don't think it would be enjoyable to get, but I don't really see why everyone thinks its some sort of pandemic that is going to devastate the country. As far as I know theres only been a few cases where previously healthy individuals have been severley effected.
Im sick, and I don't think its the Swine, but it could be the regular flu. But also, I feel like there is not much difference in symptoms. Each you have fever, coughing, body aches. All of them suck.
And on the topic of shots. I did not get my flu shot, mostly because I am scared of needles. Even just writing the word and thinking about shots gives me a pain in my arm. I have been pretty healthy up unitl now without getting the shot. Another thing is the H1N1 shot. I refuse to get that one. I think it hasn't been around long enough to have reasearch done on its long term effects. After knowing a few people who have gone through swine flu, one girl twice this year, and are okay, I'd take my chances on a flu I can over come instead of getting the shot and years later growing horns out of my head.
Like everyone says, wash your hands often, cover your mouth, be safe like that. Its inevetable that we'll all get somewhat sick, but I think its rediculous when you see people walking around in medical masks.
Im sick, and I don't think its the Swine, but it could be the regular flu. But also, I feel like there is not much difference in symptoms. Each you have fever, coughing, body aches. All of them suck.
And on the topic of shots. I did not get my flu shot, mostly because I am scared of needles. Even just writing the word and thinking about shots gives me a pain in my arm. I have been pretty healthy up unitl now without getting the shot. Another thing is the H1N1 shot. I refuse to get that one. I think it hasn't been around long enough to have reasearch done on its long term effects. After knowing a few people who have gone through swine flu, one girl twice this year, and are okay, I'd take my chances on a flu I can over come instead of getting the shot and years later growing horns out of my head.
Like everyone says, wash your hands often, cover your mouth, be safe like that. Its inevetable that we'll all get somewhat sick, but I think its rediculous when you see people walking around in medical masks.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Wienerschnitzel
Any of you ever had an exchange student? Anyone ever had a German exchange student? Well last fall my family became the host of a German foreign exchange student.
This was the first year my younger sister would be in the house without my sister and I. I guess my parents thought it would be a good idea to fill the void of two girly sisters with an exchange student. His name is David. But we all called him Duvdy for some reason. He was 17 years old. Really pale with badly died long black hair. He spoke almost perfect English, and was very opinionated about everything in America. He talked politics, critisized the Nazi movies that had been coming out last year, and constantly questioned out family. Not in an annoying way or anything, I think he was just curious. Any time i left the house and didnt tell him where I was going, I would come back to him sitting in our living room and as soon as I walked in he would say, "Where have you been?" Every time.
Our family has a party every Thanksgiving. We call it the TurkeyBash. Each kid can have their friends over, and my parents have all of their old highschool friends who are back in town over. Its a long night of sharing food, drinks, and memories. Im not sure how many memories of that night Duvdy had the next day. We all were drinking casually, and watching football. Somehow Duvdy got really drunk. He ended up leaving the party with a few of my cousins friends he had never met, to go to the bar. When he came back he could barley walk. My dad had to take him on a little stroll in the cold air to make him feel better.
He made friends quickly at my highschool. I didnt meet many of them because I was only home on breaks. Over winter break he had his friends over up in his room (which was actually my room, I shared a bed with my sister for 2 months). A few minutes later his friends come loudly parading down the stairs and out into the car. We thought it was weird how they just kindof escaped. Just about 5 mins later our neighbor came over and asked if someone had been parked in the driveway (we share). He said that Duvdys friends had backed out into the corner of his house, and then proceeded to scream and swear at eachother about it. Ohh Duvdy.
He was a really good, guy, smart, funny, and a bit outrageous. Over time he became my brother, even with his crazy antics. We keep in touch. He sends me pictures of his tatoos and his new motorcycle.
Exchange students can be a lot to handle, but I def learned a lot from him, and had fun.
This was the first year my younger sister would be in the house without my sister and I. I guess my parents thought it would be a good idea to fill the void of two girly sisters with an exchange student. His name is David. But we all called him Duvdy for some reason. He was 17 years old. Really pale with badly died long black hair. He spoke almost perfect English, and was very opinionated about everything in America. He talked politics, critisized the Nazi movies that had been coming out last year, and constantly questioned out family. Not in an annoying way or anything, I think he was just curious. Any time i left the house and didnt tell him where I was going, I would come back to him sitting in our living room and as soon as I walked in he would say, "Where have you been?" Every time.
Our family has a party every Thanksgiving. We call it the TurkeyBash. Each kid can have their friends over, and my parents have all of their old highschool friends who are back in town over. Its a long night of sharing food, drinks, and memories. Im not sure how many memories of that night Duvdy had the next day. We all were drinking casually, and watching football. Somehow Duvdy got really drunk. He ended up leaving the party with a few of my cousins friends he had never met, to go to the bar. When he came back he could barley walk. My dad had to take him on a little stroll in the cold air to make him feel better.
He made friends quickly at my highschool. I didnt meet many of them because I was only home on breaks. Over winter break he had his friends over up in his room (which was actually my room, I shared a bed with my sister for 2 months). A few minutes later his friends come loudly parading down the stairs and out into the car. We thought it was weird how they just kindof escaped. Just about 5 mins later our neighbor came over and asked if someone had been parked in the driveway (we share). He said that Duvdys friends had backed out into the corner of his house, and then proceeded to scream and swear at eachother about it. Ohh Duvdy.
He was a really good, guy, smart, funny, and a bit outrageous. Over time he became my brother, even with his crazy antics. We keep in touch. He sends me pictures of his tatoos and his new motorcycle.
Exchange students can be a lot to handle, but I def learned a lot from him, and had fun.
Feed My Fish!
Every time I come to my blog to post I get distracted by the fish I added to my page. Usually I feed them and watch them scamper around trying to get all of my food before I can think of a topic to blog about. But it hit me today, why not blog about what I do to think of my Blog.
I think these fish are highly entertaining. Especially when I am really bored sitting in the library listening to people loudly and obnoxiously talking on their phone. Maybe I could name them. I think I have some duplicates of colors so I'm not sure how easy it would be to name them and then keep track of them.
My fish at home (rip little babies) were named Bret and Jemaine. Not sure if anyone knows the reference but they are named after Flight of the Choncords, a show that is on HBO. They've had 2 seasons I think so far. Also they sometimes are featured on comedy central. This is another one of those shows that you have to have the right sense of humor for. I find it really funny, yet have showed it to some of my best freinds and their response was, "Are you kidding me? This is horrible."
Maybe I'll name the fish for all of the charecters of the show? Any suggestions... If not, its fun just to watch them eat.
I think these fish are highly entertaining. Especially when I am really bored sitting in the library listening to people loudly and obnoxiously talking on their phone. Maybe I could name them. I think I have some duplicates of colors so I'm not sure how easy it would be to name them and then keep track of them.
My fish at home (rip little babies) were named Bret and Jemaine. Not sure if anyone knows the reference but they are named after Flight of the Choncords, a show that is on HBO. They've had 2 seasons I think so far. Also they sometimes are featured on comedy central. This is another one of those shows that you have to have the right sense of humor for. I find it really funny, yet have showed it to some of my best freinds and their response was, "Are you kidding me? This is horrible."
Maybe I'll name the fish for all of the charecters of the show? Any suggestions... If not, its fun just to watch them eat.
The Big GAME
CORTACA '09
I'm sure its all on our minds this week. Its only Monday and I'm finding it hard to concentrate because of the end of the weeks festivities. The annual rival football game between Cortland and Ithaca College is this Saturday, as I'm sure most of you know.
This will be my second Cortaca. My first was pretty interesting. Last year it was the 50th annual game, so it was treated as a bigger deal. I made the classic mistake of going too hard on the Friday before the game. I didnt feel too hot for the game on Saturday. And ofcourse, this being Cortland, the weather was horrible. My friend from home was up for the game, and we sat miserably hungover in the pouring rain while watching Cortland get their butts kicked.
I'm not sure what I am doing this year because the game is in Ithaca. I didnt buy a ticket, cause I dont have a car to get to Ithaca. Im sure things will be just as crazy here as they were last year. Between the 6 girls I live with I think we have about 30 people coming up. I'm hoping that things wont be as strict as they were last year, because the game isn't even here, but thats just wishfull thinking.
YEAAAHHH STATE!!!
**Please drink responsibly**
**Please drink responsibly**
Monday, November 2, 2009
Next Year
I'm going to be living off campus next year. I was thinking today when I brought some of my friends that live off campus to ice cream, who am I going to make buy me meals next year? I buy meals for a lot of my older friends, because we usually have extra. I figure its a nice thing to do, and really doesn't cost me anything. I cant think of very many freshman friends that I have. I have nothing against them, and don't play the upper classmen card, I mean they're only a year younger than I am. But I still dont have younger friends. I'm going to have to beg the younger girls on the club lax team to buy me food next year. I am not looking forward to grocery shopping. I don't have a car here, nor do I even know how to make a grocery list, or cook anything but Alfredo. I know I have bashed the Cortland food services in a previous blog, but I'm really going to miss pasta bakes from Raquette, paninis from the Veggie Patch, chicken bacon ranch from Subway, and the ultimate hangover cure on the weekend; Dunkin iced tea and a bagel.
If anyone wants to reserve a spot as my designated meal giver for next fall, just drop a comment and we can become fast friends. ;)
If anyone wants to reserve a spot as my designated meal giver for next fall, just drop a comment and we can become fast friends. ;)
Does Everything Really Happen for a Reason?
This past Wednesday at 2 am one of my good friends from high school passed away. Parisa had been battling brain cancer for two years, and her long hard fight ended early that Wednesday morning. She was 18.
I was woken up by my suitemate, who was also a very close friend. Before she even spoke, I knew what was coming. She crawled into bed with me, and we cried together for what seemed like hours. Although Parisa had been sick for two years, there is no way to prepare for someone you love to go.
Parisa was the most positive person I've ever met. Although she was a year behind me, she tought me a lot. I never heard her say a negative thing about anyone, no matter how cruel they were to her. She was always smiling, always. She laughed so loudly and beautifly. She cared with her whole heart for so many people. She participated in almost all of the plays we had in high school, and sang her heart out on that stage. She played soccer as well. She was one of the best teamates I've ever had.
This past weekend I went to her wake. There were so many people there. The line snaked around the funeral home, around stairs, down them, and outside into the parking lot. I stood in that line for almost an hour. I laughed and cried, got to see a lot of faces from high school as we were waiting. Finally I got up to the family, and hugged them, even those I didn't know. Hugging her younger brother and sister was the hardest for me, although they were so strong.
I said my goodbyes to her, and smiled and cried and laughed while standing over her. She had the quilt that our friends made her a year ago draped over her. I just thanked her for being such a good friend to me and teaching me so much, and I told her I would miss her so much, but she'd always be with me.
The next morning the family held a "Celebration of Parisa's Life" in the auditorium of our highschool, where she spent so much of her time. I went with my family, and cried the entire time. A few people from my graduating class spoke and sang. It was really a beautiful ceremony. One of her favorite songs was "All You Need Is Love" by the Beatles. At the end of the ceremony, the whole audetorium was asked to sing along to the song as the family walked out. It was so beautiful and emotional to hear so many voices come together in her honor.
I miss her so much, and haven't stopped thinking about her. She inspires me every day and I'm so happy to have met her, but I cant help but ask... what is the reason for this? If everything happens for a reason, please explain to me why the most perfect girl was taken from this world? She was 18, she never went to college, or got married, or done so many of the things we take for granted. I ask what is the reason?
I love you P. Miss you every day.
I was woken up by my suitemate, who was also a very close friend. Before she even spoke, I knew what was coming. She crawled into bed with me, and we cried together for what seemed like hours. Although Parisa had been sick for two years, there is no way to prepare for someone you love to go.
Parisa was the most positive person I've ever met. Although she was a year behind me, she tought me a lot. I never heard her say a negative thing about anyone, no matter how cruel they were to her. She was always smiling, always. She laughed so loudly and beautifly. She cared with her whole heart for so many people. She participated in almost all of the plays we had in high school, and sang her heart out on that stage. She played soccer as well. She was one of the best teamates I've ever had.
This past weekend I went to her wake. There were so many people there. The line snaked around the funeral home, around stairs, down them, and outside into the parking lot. I stood in that line for almost an hour. I laughed and cried, got to see a lot of faces from high school as we were waiting. Finally I got up to the family, and hugged them, even those I didn't know. Hugging her younger brother and sister was the hardest for me, although they were so strong.
I said my goodbyes to her, and smiled and cried and laughed while standing over her. She had the quilt that our friends made her a year ago draped over her. I just thanked her for being such a good friend to me and teaching me so much, and I told her I would miss her so much, but she'd always be with me.
The next morning the family held a "Celebration of Parisa's Life" in the auditorium of our highschool, where she spent so much of her time. I went with my family, and cried the entire time. A few people from my graduating class spoke and sang. It was really a beautiful ceremony. One of her favorite songs was "All You Need Is Love" by the Beatles. At the end of the ceremony, the whole audetorium was asked to sing along to the song as the family walked out. It was so beautiful and emotional to hear so many voices come together in her honor.
I miss her so much, and haven't stopped thinking about her. She inspires me every day and I'm so happy to have met her, but I cant help but ask... what is the reason for this? If everything happens for a reason, please explain to me why the most perfect girl was taken from this world? She was 18, she never went to college, or got married, or done so many of the things we take for granted. I ask what is the reason?
I love you P. Miss you every day.
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