Rant: Electronics
So, something I’ve been thinking about for a while: I spend a lot of time on the computer. I also, when hanging out with my friends, do have a tendency to play video games. Or, when I was with my cousins recently, we did watch a lot of TV. Now, I know maybe a lot of you are thinking, “Shame, Jonah, Shame.” But if you stop and think about it for a second, what really is so awful about the computer? All I’m doing on it is socializing. If you look at the windows I have open right now, one is Gmail, (which I use for chatting, and also currently for arranging a band you’ll find out more about if I make a post about it, which I will, probably,) MuseBlog, Fishy’s blog, this window, and Facebook. Can anyone tell me how this is antisocial? Not one of those sites is for anything but socializing. Yet somehow, people complain that I spend too much time on the computer and should be making plans with my friends. Now, agreed, it’s nice to be with friends in real life, and I do that too, (planning to go to the movies this Saturday with my friends from my old school via Facebook, starting a band via MuseBlog (with some help from gmail, as I said), and I’m going to camp with some of my friends next week. So I do socialize offline. Why do I spend so much [CUT: I just wanted to let you all know that El Condor Pasa by Simon and Garfunkel is playing on my iPod as of like one or two seconds before I typed CUT and it is so important that I couldn't wait any longer to tell you] time online, then? It’s fairly simple. On Gmail, besides a few people that live in my town and the one next to it, the next closest person is in Sharon, a good half hour away, if I have a ride, which I don’t. Then it’s Western Mass, maybe five times that distance. After that, there’s a few in New York, and then I’m not sure. One of my very close friends lives in Tennessee, I know someone and Florida, and I have another friend in California. It wouldn’t be very easy to connect with these people without the internet, would it?
I realize I’ve just been defending the computer, and not video games or TV. Really, I dislike watching TV alone. But when I’m with my friends, it’s great. Why? We’re socializing. The TV is just something to talk about, or something that happens in between conversations, to avoid those awkward silences and to help stir up new conversation topics. The same for Video Games. I once had several great conversations with my friend (and his friend, who was there too, as well as my brother) while the TV was on, my friend was playing a DS, and his friend and I were using the computer. Yet somehow, people get a bad reputation for using electronics so much.
Don’t really know how to rap up this post. I’ll just end it like this.
Killing off Categories
Just a random post… *blows dust off blog* I don’t think I have much to say, although you never know. I’m thinking about getting rid of the Idea of the Month, any objections with that? (Not that anyone reads this blog…) I’ll just move the posts in that category into uncategorized. Which, apparently, is not a word. Stupid wordpress. Anyway, this’ll be a short post, I have other things to say elsewhere.
Song of the Month (July) To Binge
July’s song of the month is To Binge, (or here for those who can’t use Youtube) by the Gorillaz on their third album Plastic Beach. It’s a great song, in my opinion, although that album was easily their worst. Whatever, it’s hard to follow up an album as amazing as Demon Days. Anyway, this is probably my favorite song on there. Anyway, Lyrics.
Waiting by the mailbox, by the train
Passin’ by the hills ’til I hear the name
I’m looking for a saw to cut these chains in half
And all I want is
Someone to rely on as
Thunder comes a rolling down
Someone to rely on as
Lightning comes a staring in again
I’ll wait to be forgiven
Maybe I never will
My star has left me
To take the bitter pill
That shattered feeling
Well the cause of it’s a lesson learned
Just don’t know if I could roll into the sea again
“Just don’t know if I could do it all again” she said, it’s true
Waiting in my room and I lock the door
I watch the coloured animals across the floor
And I’m looking from a distance
And I’m listening to the whispers
And oh it ain’t the same, when you’re falling out of feeling and you’re
Falling in and caught again
I’m caught again in the mystery
You’re by my side, but are you still with me?
The answer’s somewhere deep in it, im sorry but you’re feeling it
But I just have to tell that I love you so much these days
Have to tell you that I love you so much these days, it’s true
My heart is in economy
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again
My heart is in economy
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again
I don’t have much to say about this song, other than that you should definitely listen to it, and that I’ll definitely have the Gorillaz as an Artist of the Month sometime. Very interesting band.
Song of the Month: April
So today was MCAS in school, huzzah, huzzah, and the ENTIRE TIME I had this song stuck in my head. Or, not the whole song, just the absolutely amazing trumpet solo part. It’s the kind of song that makes me want to learn trumpet. Really. The song is Dress Up in You by Belle and Sebastian. (Once again, if you can’t use youtube, click here (and then play the first one. The second one is the instrumental.))
Lyrics:
I’m the singer, I’m the singer in the band
You’re the loser, I won’t dismiss you out of hand
You’ve got a beautiful face
It will take you places
You kept running
You’ve got money, you’ve got fame
Every morning I see your picture from the train
Now you’re an actress!
So says your résumé
You’re made of card
You couldn’t act your way out of a paper bag
You got lucky, you ain’t talking to me now
Little Miss Plucky
Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd
Get on the airplane
You give me stomach pain
I wish that you were here
We would have had a lot to talk about
We had a deal there
We nearly signed it with our blood
An understanding
I thought that you would keep your word
I’m disappointed
I’m aggravated
It’s a fault I have, I know
When things don’t go my way I have to
Blow up in the face of my rivals
I scream and rant, I make quite an arrival
The men are surprised by the language
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites so f*ck them too!
I always loved you
You always had a lot of style
I’d hate to see you on the pile
Of ‘nearly-made-it”s
You’ve got the essence, dear
If I could have a second skin
I’d probably dress up in you
You’re a star now, I am fixing people’s nails
I’m knitting jumpers, I’m working after hours
I’ve got a boyfriend, I’ve got a feeling that he’s seeing someone else
He always had a thing for you as well
Blow in the face of my rivals
I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival
The men are surprised by the language
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites forget them
So f*ck them too
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
So… yeah. Go listen to it.
Idea of the month: March (barely)
So I was sitting there, you know, in science class, and I thought to myself, “Do dolphins menstruate?” So I asked my friend. She cracked up, but didn’t know the answer. I asked my other friend. She didn’t know the answer, but she asked the science teacher. He didn’t know the answer, but he said probably. Later I looked it up and it turns out that no, dolphins do not have menstrual cycles, but they have estrous cycles.
Now you are probably thinking (actually, I probably told this idea to everyone who will bother reading this) that this is a stupid weird thing to wonder about. I can’t prove you wrong, because it is, but I can tell you my reasoning:
- Dolphins often live in the ocean.
- Sharks also live in the ocean.
- Sharks can smell blood.
- Menstruation involves bloody discharges.
- Sharks eat dolphins.
- Connect the dots
However, it turns out that only primates have menstrual cycles, and everything else (that gives birth to live young, that is) has an estrous cycle. (Actually, now that I think about it, that is probably not true. But I know that dolphins do.) I don’t know what the difference is, but apparently dolphins get their estrous cycles about 2-7 times a year, and they can last for up to 30 days. Ouch. And also I read that they can still result in blood. Sucks for the dolphins, I guess.
In conclusion, PMS (my research was not conclusive as to whether or not dolphins PMS, I am assuming they do because it makes as much sense as not) is an evolutionary tactic to help dolphins fight sharks. The end.
Song of the Month: March (barely)
This month’s song is Hey Soul Sister (if you can’t watch youtube go here instead) by Train. Yes, I know maybe it was a bit more popular than it deserved when it first came out, but I don’t care. My sister is using it for her hula-hooping act in the talent show, and thus has been playing it twenty-four/seven. It is STUCK IN MY HEAD. And it is a good song, no matter how much attention it got. Lyrics:
Hey Hey Hey
Your lipstick stains
On the front lobe of my left side brains
I knew I wouldn’t forget you
And so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moonbeam
The smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided you’re the one I have decided
Who’s one of my kind
Hey soul sister, hey there mister, mister
On the radio, stereo
The way you move ain’t fair you know
Hey soul sister, I don’t wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Hey Hey Hey
Just in time, I’m so glad you have a one track mind like me
You gave my life direction
A game show love connection, we can’t deny
I’m so obsessed
My heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest
I believe in you, like a virgin, you’re Madonna
And I’m always gonna wanna blow your mind
Hey soul sister, hey there mister, mister
On the radio, stereo
Hey soul sister, I don’t wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Well you can cut a rug
Watching you is the only drug I need
So gangster, I’m so thug
You’re the only one I’m dreaming of
You see I can be myself now finally
In fact there’s nothing I cant be
I want the world to see you’ll be with me
Hey soul sister, hey there mister, mister
On the radio, stereo
Hey soul sister, I don’t wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Hey soul sister, I don’t wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Hey Hey Hey (tonight)
Hey Hey Hey (tonight)
If there are any mistakes, so sue me. I copy-pasted. Besides, you should get the general idea either way.
Um, I don’t have too much to post. I just thought maybe sharing the song would get it out of my head into yours. Mwahaha.
Monthly updates
So as you all know I just posted a poem of the month. And it gave me an idea just know, what if I did a whole ton of monthly posts? I could spread them out however I wanted, so that I didn’t have to do them all on one day, and you could read them all whenever you liked… I would like that. But to keep myself from just writing two tiny measly posts a month, I would need topics. My ideas are
- Poem of the Month
- Song of the Month
- Book of the Month
- Artist of the Month (this could include authors, musicians, visual artists, anyone in the “art” category that has been on my mind recently.)
- Thought of the Month (sort of a category I can use for any other stuff I have floating around)
- Story of the Month (could be true or not)
- Website of the Month
Any other suggestions? I may not do these all each month, but I will try to do most of them. If it looks like my month will be incredibly busy, I will try to let you know so that you don’t think I’m flaking out on you.
Poem of the Month: March
[Warning: While writing this blog post, I am realizing that it is very disorganized and makes little sense. This is because I am writing things down as they come to mind, and the box I have to type in is too small for me to edit without it being a royal pain. If you find this blog post too difficult to follow, that is fine. Just READ THE POEM.]
Hello there! I was reading my favorite blog, and someone (one of my friends, no less) had posted this absolutely flammy poem that I just had to share with you all! (You know, all of you. Like, the three of you two of you that actually read this blog.) Now, I know you all have already probably seen it, but whatever.
So then I had this other idea. What if each month I posted a poem? It could be one that my friend wrote, or that I wrote, (probably not, sorry. I am dreadfully shy about these things) or one that I just read somewhere and particularly loved and just HAD to share with you. This way, assuming I had discipline, (HA) you would get to read one of my blog posts at least once a month, plus while I was on maybe I would think of something else that I wanted to tell you. Maybe I will also put my favorite verse(s) in bold. And if I am feeling particularly productive and ambitious, I will write a brief analysis of the poem. (Not analyzing it, oh no no, but just something saying why I love it SO VERY MUCH.)
Anyway, here is the poem:
You and Me
Your smile is bright like the sun
Full of life-
Rejoicing all you’ve won.
My smile is like the crescent moon
Barely there
Small and sad.
Your voice rings out
Loud and clear
Your song shows your joy in life
My voice is soft
Projected, but soft
My song holds hidden sadness
Your dance is fast
Eye-catching and lively
You celebrate your youth
My dance is slow
Wearily plodding
I look towards the future
You are bright as the day
Golden locks flying in the wind
Blue eyes sparkling with merriment
I am dark like the night
Dark brown strands stray from a braid
Dark eyes full of hidden sorrow
You stand tall
Skipping jubilantly through life
Your stance shows to all your pride
I stand straight
Walking silently through life
My stance showing that I wish to be unseen
You are a belle
With your golden hair and blue eyes
Like a fountain of happiness
I am a plain jane
Dark and ordinary
A well of silence
You are everything I wish I could be
Fair, tall, beautiful, happy
Everything I’m not
I am what I am
Dark, small, plain, solemn
Opposite of you
You are the sun,
Shining on all you meet
Brightly rejoicing life.
I am the moon,
Dimly shining on those close to me
Seeing life as it is.
Sometimes I wonder
if I will ever be like you
Shining bright with joy
But I am locked too tightly
Within my shell of silence
To change myself
I am happy
To stand in the shadow of your light
And be your friend.
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Now keep in mind, I LOVED the rest of the poem too. Absolutely LOVED it. But the reason that I highlighted the verses I did was because I thought they really captured what the poem was about. That part with the link just links to this page, and I just put it there because I ran out of things to highlight with. The reason I loved the LINKED part so much is because this whole poem, to me, anyway, has been a bit sad. Sad in an interesting way, though, because the parts (what are they called? I forget. Oh right. Stanzas) the stanzas about the friend are so wonderful that they make it sad in a whole different way, because it’s describing who the poet wishes they could be, and you know that through the whole poem. So you feel sad, even though there are these wonderful bits about this seemingly amazing person. [By the way, because I don't know how to stick this in, I love the way that the stanzas about the friend contrast with the ones about the poet. It is great and awesome even though I should not use that word.] Anyway, because you have probably forgotten what I was talking about, I know I almost did, the reason I highlighted the last stanza so much is because it sort of gives a whole new feeling to the poem. You’re thinking (or I am, anyway. I can’t control you) oh, how sad, but then you get to the last stanza of the poem, and you realize that this person makes the poet happy, almost helps them get through life. And when I realized that, I also realized that I had known this all along, while I was reading the poem. So this poem is melancholy, but in a very happy way.
This poem of the month was written by Ms. FireandHemlock, and if you liked it, congratulate it, she may be looking. Also, I probably got this poem thingly all wrong, with my analysis and such, so if you disagree with me, tell me why, but don’t get mad. It’s just how I read the poem. (If you are Fireh, though, you have the right to set me right however vigorously you see fit.)
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I’m trying to think of something to post…
Ideas? I will post something if you give me an idea.
Hey remember?
Hey you! Remember that time? That time I said that this blog might go somewhere, but it might not? Well right now it is looking like it might be leaning slightly (just slightly) in the “might not” direction. If you like my posts (humor me) then comment on my blog, because it shows up in my email and then I feel guilty about not giving you more of the material that you live for.
Also I have no idea how to change the name of this blog, but just in case I find out (or maybe if one of you tells me) if you have an idea for a name, POST IT and I will maybe consider it.
