Yeah, guess I'm a little moody because last week it was my bday and I realised that I am getting old. And I'm still not pretty, or thin, or intelligent, or whatever I wanted to be a couple of years ago. And that makes me question: why are people such liers? I mean, I've never had older friends (to guide me to the dark days of childhood to tell me that I shouldn't use that damned pony tail 'cause I looked awful in it, or that I should start choosing my own clothes, for my mom doesn't really have a good taste), so I pretty much trusted what my friend said her older friends told her: that being sixteen/seventeen was the greatest thing ever. I guess I should go after these people to give them a good slap for deceiving us so bad 'cause I believed in them, but now I think: hey, I was sixteen for the intire last year, and it wasn't exactly something cool. For a matter a fact, it was just like when I was fifteen, except for the fact that I was the person laughing at the freshman at school, not the other way round. Bet this is another of the taboos we have in human society, just like kissing. I mean, I was deceived by my friends and the rest of the world, being told kissing was something cool, but guess what, I found it really gross. These are those kind of things everybody lies about just to be like everyone else and not being called a geek. Wonder what else people lie to me about.
And the system must be really getting me, I mean, today I went out dressed in a way that I feel almost embarrassed to tell: a pitiful green-brownish regatta (is this the freakin word?), jeans and my allstars. 'Kay, bet you must be thinking that's not a crime against fashion or society or whatever, that's actually pretty casual or something like that. The problem is that I like to dress real flashy. And by flashy I mean strange. I'm the sort of person that walks on the street with all the people looking at me and thinking What the heck is this girl thinking. Not like a ho or something like that, it's just that I like to make, ahn, peculiar combinations with my clothes. So today I felt real bad. Actually, now that I've mentioned it, it has been quite a while since my mom said to me: You're not going out on those clothes Carolina, go change. Guess this must be the thing that happens when you're seventeen: you get more boring. Yep, even though I'm the freak that wants to go to college since I was nine I'm not looking for growing up right now.
And on other news (I know, I always end up taling about music), I'm addicted to You Give Love a Bad Name lately (btw, I've posted this song and Sorafune by TOKIO on my Box). Have you ever heard this one? I know it's kind of old, but I love it, and I'm not sure why,
when I hear this song it makes me feel like watching Grease, Footlose, Fame, Saturday Night Fever and all others old musicals. Sorry, I think it's time I reveal to you guys one of my secrets (okay, it's not really a secret): I'm completly addicted to musicals. Really, I know all the lyrics for Grease's songs in order. But now let's all be honests, okay? I mean John Travolta it's such a hunk.. Kay, now he's kinda fatty (but that don't make him less handsome), but look at him in those old movies.. Jeez he was such a hottie (sorry, I have a huge crush on him) Now I got in the mood.. So I'm going to post here the video Grease Lightinin'. This is not my favorite song in the movie, but John Travolta (sorry that I keep saying John Travolta, but I can't call him just John or Travolta, go figure) sure is super cute in this part of the movie. Enjoy :DSince I'm at it, going to post a video from Saurday Night Fever as well
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