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“Cold Shoulder”—Adele
this woman is only 19 years old! i’ve loved this song for months now and i’m pretty sure she’s gonna blow up soon
I’m laughing at this clip, and I don’t know why.
“Pretty much everywhere, it’s gonna be hot.”
this is making me laugh too. especially when the guy cracks up.
“never gonna give you up”—rick astley
had a crush on the dude when i was seven. an early sign of the shit taste in men i would have in the future.
I found it. The best song in the world. Have a listen.
The Strokes - You Only Live Once
I love this song too.
Ditto.
if you think that song is awesome, give a listen to their “is this it” and “room on fire” albums. both transcendent albums—especially the latter.
Guilty Obsession #1
I am going to start admitting to my guilty obsessions! Come on, they’re fun. I’m supposed to be getting ready right now but I’m procrastinating. Real Housewives of the OC was an obsession of mine, and now Real Housewives of New York has taken its place.
I admit, none of the NY ladies can compare to Tammi, Jo, or Tamra in the looks department. But the NY ladies are much more glamorous. I love that there is a countess, and that they attend exclusive events like fashions shows and galas. If we are going to take a look into the lives of the “housewives” of this class of people, Id like to see them do more than go to spring break in Lake Havasu. Show me what Im not seeing every day in my own life.
Anyway, I’m sucked in right now to the re-run of last week’s episode, awaiting the new one, which I’ll watch as I apply mascara (it’s a talent), and I am in awe of Ramona and the way she carries herself. She comes off as desperate to fit in to a group of people that is playing on a different field than she is. She slips up and says classless things at the absolute worst moments. It’s easy to be embarrassed for her. She is like the NY version of OC’s Vicki.
How annoying is Alex? She is so pretentious. All she talks about when she meets someone new is how they can “advance her in some way” socially or professionally. Networking is one thing, but when all is said and done, when it comes to making friends things like that dont matter as much as being a genuine and good person. I get it, but she doesnt have to be so blatant about it. “Jill is a very useful contact to have.” Ew.
Jill and the countess, LuAnn de Lessepes (I just love her name, its so “storybook”…) are definitely my favorites. The carry themselves with dignity but they have a good time. They know the ropes and you can tell.
Bethany is okay. Kinda dull so far and a little harsh for me. Shes real, but..
Anyway ok now that I have thoroughly humiliated myself with this confession… I’m off to primp.
gah. me too. i love how the NY ladies are straight-up more bitchy.
my biggest guilty obsession right now is “Gossip Girl.” makes me feel super lame.
4000 Americans dead (via neurosophy, mudwerks, images.huffingtonpost.com )
This just angered me but worth the reblog. Click through for zoomed image.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’”
—Jack Kerouac
“Dance as though no one is watching you; love as though you have never been hurt before; sing as though no one can hear you; live as though heaven is on earth.”
—Souza
No, nothing at all, I regret nothing at all
Not the good, not the bad. It is all the same.
No, nothing at all, I have no regrets about anything.
It is paid, wiped away, forgotten.
I am not concerned with the past, with my memories.
I set fire to my pains and pleasures,
I don’t need them anymore.
I have wiped away my loves, and my troubles.
Swept them all away.
I am starting again from zero.
a very basic translation of the song found on the internet. even without the translation, this song grabs my soul.
p.s. this video was taken about a year before edith piaf’s death of liver cancer; thus, making “Non, je ne regrette rien” that much more powerful.