Disney Coup

Well Roy is dead so it should be easy now, right?
Actually I don't know. Regardles, a Disney Coup d'freakinetat is in order. I am sick of bubble gum sloppily produced pop stars. I am sick of the crappy chord progressions, shows...

Seriously. Although I did just see the movie "Up", and I'll admit that it was pretty darn good. Bittersweet and sad at times, but really good.

But the mainstream disney stuff needs an overhaul. We need to bring good animation, shows, and music back to disney. Our young and young-at-heart deserve it. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be watching cartoons for the rest of my life, and if I must do so, I demand that they be top quality cartoons, thankyouverymuch.


Revolution now!

Oh, Uncyclopedia

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/I_ate_your_Haagen-Dazs

What

the

hall? I laughed so hard reading this. Ok not really. I Hiett-laughed. My parents have gone to bed, but I took a nap from like 5:30-8:00 (I know I know, cool, eh?) and so I'm really really hyper. Man do I love naps.

Anywho I had to do the silent shoulder-shaking chuckle business. But man.

Oscar Wilde: Yes, Please!



Oh and shoutout to Rhianna who stalks my blog. I feel so special to hear that you peep on this page.

Pseudo-intellectual posts coming soon, do not fear! Have a great break, kids.

God Bless America--The Patriotism Rant

We've seen this bumper sticker. Blatantly patriotic mess of a bumper sticker.

I just can't comprehend it. First of all I'm going through a period of extreme faith questioning. It's not the first, but it's definately the most intense.

If God is benevolent in wonderful, why would he want to endow his goodness exclusively to the U.S.A.? First of all, our country may be one of the most sucessful ones, but is it really that wonderful of a model? I suppose that depends on what you're seeking. If you're into material sucess and advancing yourself, then yes, it is the right choice for you. Also, we really do have a great deal of freedoms and I will acknowledge this in order to keep things in perspective.

But back to my point. I just find those bumper stickers and that type of patriotic music and the whole mess of that sentiment to be so ethnocentric. I suppose I don't really have a problem with wanting your home to be prosperous--but seriously, we are not the center of the world.

My friend Kate knows my standings on patriotism and told me of a bumper sticker that reminded her of me-- "God Bless the World, No exceptions"
When I actually get around to taking the blasted driver's test this is something I'll have to consider.

On to patriotism in general...
While I can be prideful of some things, I find it hard to be patriotic. I mean...
Why would you want to have extreme pride in something just because you were associated with it by default? I was born in Arkansas, but am I supposed to be proud that we rank nearly last in many categories?

No, I'm not going to have pride in the south just because I am from the south. I physically can't. Show me a reason to be prideful in the south.

I'll save my confederate flag and "fighting for our freedom rants" for another time.

Behaviorism, Advertisement, Materialism

Well.

I was watching cartoons today. I still love them, and I always will. They can actually be pretty clever, and I enjoy them more than I enjoy other shows.

I was thoroughly enjoying an episode of Fairly Oddparents, one in which Timmy was the chosen one, and they poked fun at Harry Potter, the government, and old woodstock middle agers...what I had forgotten about cartoons was the large amount of commercials that spaces them out.

Commercials, commercials, and more commercials. About 95% of them advertising toys and/or products geared towards youngsters. When I was watching the commercials of the latest cool doll, action figure, or baking accessory, I was impressed. Toys are getting more and more awesome. At the same time I realized that it must be nearly impossible not to watch cartoons or children's networks and not be materialistic. They are constantly shoving innovative and intereting products in your face.

One of them was this easy cake baking thing in which you could cover your cake with fodant (used in fancy cakes for sweet 16s and weddings). I didn't even know what the hay fondant was until like 3 years ago. But seriously. It would be mighty hard not to want at least some of the things you see on the commercials. And the kids playing with them in the commercials are enjoying it, so why am I not also entitled to enjoy such a novelty?

Greeting, my minions. (yeah right)

Thanks to all who have recently started following my blog.
It's kind of funny to me, actually.


The meterologists predict that it's about to get dark, mind you. I'm soon to hit a minimum on this cursed topographically variant thing we call

lifeee.


I can't stop my brain from whirring...it used to be a light-hearted whir. It used to be a genie's lamp--my retreat! Now it plagues me. It ticks like a clock, a clock of part metal and of part clay. I only hear echoes of myself--"it's anything and hear the voice, we're all basically alone."

I usually don't stay down, though. In the mean time, if you want something completely corny and heartwearming to watch, I suggest the "There She Is!!" short animation series by Sambakza.

The "Acceptable" Black

As a minority, I feel entitled (although I shouldn't) to just one little rant on ethnicity. Note that I say ethnicity because scientifically speaking, race doesn't exist. It's really just another way people have decided that things need to be grouped.

So yeah. I'm black.
No, no mixed. Not East Indian. Just black.

Calling me exotic-looking or some other ethnicity isn't doing me any favors, so please don't think that.

My favorite awkward race moments come when people don't know that I'm black, and go on to insult black people. I mean I'm not going to same I'm some sort of freak that never makes racist comments, but you get my drift.

guy: hahaha something something black guy (I don't remember what the line was, but it was sort of sketchy)
me: Oh haha I'm black
guy: Oh really? Like not mixed
me: No, just black
guy: Oh you're really pretty for one
me: oh...
guy: Well not like that but...uhh
me: It's ok.


I mostly just do that just to make people feel awkward. I'm usually a major advocate against exploitation but you gotta admit that's just too good.

"Yeah but you're not like other blacks...so no I'm not scared of you."
And they think this is a compliment! You guys are just too cute.

Thanks, Kevin.

I was on iTunes the other day, happily purchasing a few good tunes for the month.

I really wanted an upbeat song, and so I thought "you can never go wrong with Of Montreal."

Right?

Wrong.
I stumble across this song entitled Little Rock. With much jubilance I click to listen to the excerpt while looking up the lyrics.

They are as follows:

Little Rock
I offered my heart and you tried to steal Nina's hat
Little Rock
Why'd you have to go and do something as stupid as that?
Oh, Little Rock
I can't count the things you have
Just all the things you lack
Oh, Little Rock
The only guarantee is that we're never coming back
We're never coming back to Little Rock

No, we're never coming back to your shitty little town


Needless to say, Kevin, you and your band are on probation.
Only Little Rockers can make fun of our "sh**** little town"

The Investigation

I don't want to say anything too crazy,

but I'm on an epic stalking mission.

Why?

Because I ordered a very cute necklace from etsy. Really really cute, so kudos jmw. So what is the relationship between stalking and cute necklaces? I am glad you have asked, my friend. Well, this etsy shopkeeper, jmw, has not shipped my necklace. She also hasn't contacted me. The shop policy said 1-2 weeks. Too bad it's been nearly a month. And this was for my sweet sixteen and all.


And so begins my stalking mission of
COSMIC
PROPORTIONS

I have posted on her blog, both of her etsy shops, and emailed her. Neither her email or her blog were mentioned. I used my resources. I feel so proud of myself. I'll feel even more proud if it actually works and she responds.

Did I also mention that I know her name, and the state in which she lives, which were also not mentioed on the etsy shop.

If anyone wants to help me on my necklace recovery mission, I'll email you the goods, and you can get it on the investigation, too. ;)

Please Hold.

My missions are on hold until I finish my summer reading, Tess of the D'urbervilles. The book is mostly dull. I wouldn't call myself optimistic but Tess is quite the defeatist! Honestly, she really ought to buck up. But I suppose she cannot, because she is just a lowly country book character.

I'm on page 100 out of about 400. And I return to school the Monday after next. Did I mention there are questions and essays involved? I would almost rather be doing math. Almost. (I've made peace with Math...I just haven't got the brain for it)

In the mean time, I don't want to leave you completely bored. Here are some awesometastic little art pieces of mine. Alright, awesometastic is an exaggeration...but I'm fairly pleased with them.

This is one of a friend. I really like this one except for the overuse of the dodge on parts of the hair and the shape of the crown...but I'm proud of myself for the sky. Moon painted all by mahself :3

Did this in sumo paint about a week ago. I don't particularly love the lips, and the colouring on the nose looks a bit sloppy...but I'm overall pleased with it.

"He Loves Me Not"

This one still needs a bit o' tweaking...I may redo it all together, because it was my first time to digitally colour something with photoshop, and I was a newb. I like parts of it, but it's a bit messy.

I like the idea of the sketch, too.

Heck, I think I'll even redo the sketch. I can do better. *Adds to list of projects*

Also, I suppose you are wondering why you haven't seen any alliterations as of yet.

Just you wait and see.

Missions

My last post was completely vague and a bit embarassing to look back on.

My regular speech sounds much more colloquial and much less formal.
I swear I am a fun person. Anywho, I realized that people who have blogs actually put the interesting things they do.

Well I often prefer to do nothing. Be mellow. Not engage myself. I have many hobbies of course, but still.

Then I decided I need some things to do so this blog will actually be reading. And so we have the missions. I will start with five for now. Perhaps when I actually come by some money, they will be more exciting.

1. I will write a song. I will either take an unfinished one and perfect it, or start from scratch. I will make a finished product song.
2. I will drink the 64 required ounces of water a day and record how many times I go to the bathroom.
3. I will give a have a nice day card to a random stranger while shopping.
4. I will write a short story in spanish.
5. I will read a 300 page novel in one sitting. (Sounds silly to bookworms, yes, but my frequent lapses into la-la land make it nearly impossible. And it's a shame too, because I like to read.)

Jumping on this bandwagon (rickety wheels perhaps?)

I have a blog.

I must repeat this sentence in my head multiple times before I believe it.

There is a good chance I will be the only person to ever lay eyes upon this humble abode--Alliteration Alley, that is.

I may link it to a few close friends. Ones that won't verbally vandalize or berate this poor thing.

In a few words--I am Christina. If you have questions, ask.

Have a peachy day.