Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Gum will be the death of me


I know I should be essay-ing it up at the moment, but I have to take the time to rant before my head explodes.
GUM.
I'm not gonna be a hypocrite and say that I never, ever chew gum cause I do. But I chew it only for immediate flavor or for a bad breath quick fix. I do not chew AT LENGTH. Despite how unappealing the idea of chewing on your own bacteria is, that is not the core of my beef against gum. I don't hate gum per say, I hate everything about the chewing of it.
Setting aside the fact that I seriously believe myself to have some form of misophonia (hatred of sound) disorder, I cannot bring myself to justify loud, obnoxious and crude gum chewing. It elicits some form of a reaction in me, just short of murderous rage.
You want to chew gum? Okay, that's completely fine. BUT let's say, you're in a dead quiet study room. And you chew your gum SO LOUD, and pop gum bubbles SO OFTEN and sharply that you have the teacher's assistant bobbin' his head out from between the computers to figure out who the hell is also driving him NUTS with the popping and the chewing. I know I'm not alone in this cause years and years ago I remember Oprah talking about how she finds it to be the most disgusting habit on the planet. And how she once had a guest at one of her dinner parties, put her old gum on the rim of Oprah's plate (WE HAVE ALL DONE THAT... well on our own plates, not Oprah's). That grossed out Oprah so bad she threw the plate out. Now I know we're not all able to be throwing out plates left and right cause we're not gazillionairs but the point is, Oprah hates gum too. And more importantly she said, "who can possibly look good while looking like they are constantly chewing a big fat steak". Sigh. So true. See? even Oprah said so.

You hate me now don't you?

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Sing for me Darren, sing for me


Amazing right? Like, I don't even remember what Train's version sounds like anymore. I just picture Darren Criss singing it to me and that's all that matters. He's hands down the best thing to happen to Glee. As much as I love Lea Michelle's talent, 90% of the time I feel like I need her to get out of my face making Criss's interjection on the show that much more welcomed.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Bitch get your own table!

So this just happened. At school, in a study/cafeteria area, a girl on her laptop was occupying a small table (size of a desk), minding her own business. The area is full. A lady walks over to the girl and informs her that because she has food, and because the said girl isn't "doing anything", she should give up her spot so that said-bitch can sit down. The girl was clearly a bit thrown from this rude request, and agrees. Now, instead of sharing the table the lady JUST STOLE from the girl, she pulls it towards her end and leaves the girl to awkwardly rest her computer on her lap. The lady doesn't say, "oh is it okay if we share, so that I could have some place to eat?" No. straight kicked the girl out from her spot and took over. Fucked no? My god, I wanted to say something, OH MY GOD it was so hard to just sit there. I'm so lame like that, no balls sometimes. I also need to stress that this area is a first come, first serve type of seating place. No priority. It's not a restaurant. The cafe is there if you happen to be hungry.
I have a similar personal story. I was sitting at a Starbucks reading my book and drinking my latte when a lady (always fucking ladies that have the inner bitchiness to do this kind of shit) asks me if I want to leave my table and join some else's (some complete stranger) oh and BTW she left it to my discretion to now go table hunting table because SHE has nowhere to sit with her friend. Thanks for the offer bitchy-lady #2! I was soooo intimidated that someone could be so self righteous to impose that because I was alone I had no merit in sitting there enjoying myself at a two seater table. And because I was alone I had to GIVE UP my spot for her and her friend. I just told her I would be leaving soon anyway, and she stood over my shoulder, while I was packing up my shit, and basically pushed me out of Starbucks.
So what would most people do if the place was full? Fucking leave!!! you leave. If there's no room, you can wait around for a bit, but if nothing opens up...you leave!
Like who are these ladies to decide that what you are doing is inconsequential? Who are they to say that your time is up when they have just arrived themselves? Who are they to tell you that their pressing business trumps yours?

I wanted to pimp slap that lady in the face. And any other person like her.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Societal pet peeve of the day - bus etiquette special


Okay. Let's go over some simple social decorum. Bus is full. Bus doors open. If you're wanting to get into the bus, you WAIT for people to exit before you make your move. Easy right? No. It's evidently not easy at all. On the regular I have people who, when I'm trying to get out, start to force their way through the crowd. Just an unnecessary bustle. Drives me absolutely nuts. Also, while we're on the bus topic I may as well let the whole bus etiquette rant roll
1. On a full bus you TAKE OFF your overstuffed backpack because if I happen to be sitting, and you're standing, your backpack happens to be consistently hitting me in the face every time you turn around.
2. If you are seated in the upper front area of the bus, you are in the child and elderly people priority section. If the bus is full, or all the seats closest to the bus entrance are full, you GET UP and offer your seat. Once too many times have I seen a young punk sitting while an old lady, about to keel over, stands. NO. I'm by no means a saint, but I was raised with a Polish mum and that is like, a social requirement on public transit over there. If that kid wouldn't offer his seat in Europe, someone would offer it for him. Or tell him off. True story. Anyways, I am programmed, especially when sitting in that zone, to scan who comes on the bus to make sure i'm not jacking some old lady's seat.
3. Singing to yourself on the bus. Sometime people do this, people with ear phones. There are worst things, yes. But that's just plain awkward. No one wants to be embarrassed for someone else.
4. Loud and intrusive conversation for EVERYONE to hear. Again, keep that shit to yourself cause it's awkward. Don't involve the whole fucking bus in your business.
5. Let's assume the bus is rather empty. Must you sit right next me? Really?

I take the bus enough to feel that a lot of people are actually good on all of these things. Especially avid or daily commuters. I am one. And so when there's is that one inconsiderate son of a bitch that disrupts everyone trying to get from point A to point B (let's face it, no one rides the bus for the fun of it) and makes it that much worse....it gets a serious rise out of me.

Me and the UK girls


This sucks man. My chances of becoming royalty are now down to one prince.
William is engaged. He proposed to his longtime girlfriend Kate Middleton in Kenya last month. Love her. Love him. And I love so much that she isn't of great auspicious wealth - coming from, what the Royals would consider, a modest/common background. Can you imagine 30 years ago? During the Diana era? No way would the Queen have let that fly. Kate must of hustled hard and been really upstanding for the Royals to be down with a "commoner" in their lineage.
I've personally had an affinity for the Princes since I was really wee - and if I recall correctly, Princess Diana's death was one of my first exposures to a Media Shitshow. I remember being all up on that, watching the news everyday...listening to the speculations. I also remember the boys walking together with their Dad, very stoic and brave, on the day of their mothers funeral. Sad. So since then I had decided I'd marry Prince William and make him happy again. And now, me and the UK girls (especially) are heartbroken cause we only have Harry left. And I could be down with the ginge-prince cause he's wilder and more badass. And unconventional. Which equates to hope. Marry another commoner? Harry would .
I'm worried for Kate with all the paparazzi hounding and stalking. As we've seen in the past, it can be incredibly damaging. And it'll be bad, especially come wedding time. I hope she's strong enough for how relentless the media is going to be now that she's got mighty big shoes to fill - no doubt the brits are gonna be ruthless with the Diana/Kate comparisons - scrutinizing her every flinch. Oh and the WORLD is watching.
No big deal.
That's the trade off for stealing my fantasy and my Prince.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

What's this about?


Honestly...nothing. Just about a gangsta Pug picture.
And because Pugs are badass mofo's.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Paulina, That's My Name


Rihanna's What's My Name featuring Drake is my repeat song of the week. Wickedly addictive hook, flirty...And now there's a video. And I have to say, they have some crazy crazy chemistry. Member when they used to date? Oh they did, and Rihanna bailed on that shit. But clearly they worked it out. He digs her, no?
I haven't yet had a Riri post. Don't let that fool you because I'm a closeted Rihanna super fan. And how much she's evolved as an artist is so wonderful to see. She's now so much more organic, mature and comfortable in her videos.
I also try to avoid the fact that she is only 22, (MY AGE) and like, a megastar. I feel like a such a loser. And speaking of losers, it appears that she's moved on from that Chris Brown fucker and is in a really good place.
And Drake too. Looks like a nice enough guy. He's Canadian (+1 off the bat) and I, personally, dig him.

So there they both are, cute as fuck.