For all my ranting and hatred of Disney Channel pop stars and how I rue the day they were ever introduced to society because manufactured pop nowadays just isn’t what it used to be (*NSYNC and Britney Spears back in the late 90′s, anyone?), I… um. I might actually like a song by the Jonas Brothers.
I know, I know. I can’t believe it either, and I feel icky with shame as I write this. But the chorus of the song “S.O.S.” is just so damn catchy that somehow it’s making me put aside my very low opinion of the band’s songwriting and musical talents. I’m not sure how that’s possible, but I blame the catchy chorus melody.
Damn. I might need to signal my own S.O.S. for liking this song…
Ooh! This is an S.O.S.
Don’t want a second guess
This is the bottom line
It’s true!
I gave my all for you
Now my heart’s in two
And I can’t find the other half
It’s like I’m walking on broken glass
Better believe I bled
It’s a call I’ll never get ♪♫
I am a firm believer that if you search the Texts From Last Night website hard enough, you will be able to find a text that can sum you up in, well, a text. This belief is affirmed by the countless times a text from TFLN has popped up in my Facebook news feed due to a friend writing it on another friend’s wall.
This is the text from TFLN that sums me up in a nutshell:
(314): In case you were wondering, you weren’t dreaming. I really did get stuck between my bed and the wall last night.
I actually have that text in my “About Me” box underneath my profile picture on my Facebook profile :P
(For those who are wondering: yes, I have gotten stuck between my bed and the wall before; I had to get a friend to move the bed so that I could get unstuck. It was pretty painful at the time but it makes for quite the story!)
Question of the Week: Have you found a text from TFLN that pretty much sums up who/how you are?
(Thanks to everyone for the well wishes for my mom. Her surgery went well and the whole family is very thankful for that.)
This week’s Glee gave me a new life (or perhaps I should say undead) goal:
Tina: So here’s what’s gonna happen… my dad, he’s the king of the vampires, and Asian vampires are the most vicious of all the vampires. You’re going to let me wear my lady demon clothes or my dad will fly into your bedroom, and bite your face off. He’s really pissed. Is that what you want? Principal Figgins: No, I don’t want that I’m afraid. Tina: Good. I’m glad we had this talk. Now I have to go back to my coffin because the light is burning my eyes!
That goal is to become a vampire, because Asian vampires are the most vicious of them all1, and then have everyone PH34R ME! Excellent plan, yes?
(And before anyone asks, no, vampire!Manda will not sparkle. Please. If I’m going to become a vampire, I’m going to be a badass one, not some wishy-washy sissy type that sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight. Duh.)
