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Monday, November 20, 2006
Status Report Hallelujah! I've got internet access at home after just three weeks of waiting! Thanks for the discount Bell - you suck oh so much and we think we deserve more than $70 off for having to deal with your incompetence. To celebrate the occasion, I've decided to be in a good mood and NOT WHINE while I'm here with you lovely Internet folk. My bank account is currently sitting at $207! w00t! I can eat now! Saturday saw me at two group meetings to prep for presentations this week, a hip-hop dance contest, a dinner party, the opera, at a movie store, and then receiving my first Christmas gift of the season. I'm now the proud owner of this glass teapot. Events number three and five are a testament to my diverse tastes in everything, I experienced full enjoyment of both the hip-hop show and the opera. I have to admit that I generally don't listen to hip-hop music unless I'm getting ready for a night at a club with friends or if I'm actually at a club, dancing away. I don't know anything about hip-hop, although I've learned a bit in my Youth class this term. Anyway, I LOVED this show. It was mainly a dance contest, but there was a beatbox group there and they blew me away. As a quick side note, I want to clarify my use of the word "Fuck". I typically don't swear - I went through a phase in Grade 7 when I said "Shit" all the time, but then I figured out that swearing was crass and unnecessary, so I stopped it all together. Now that I'm a bit older and wiser, I know that there are certain circumstances in which swearing is most appropriate. For example: - when you're screwed: I'm fucking screwed. - when something hurts: That fucking hurts! - when something is awesome: That was FUCKING awesome! So, believe me when I say that Sick Sound Syndrome was fucking awesome and they blew my fucking head away. When/if you listen to the tracks on their site, it's hard to tell that they're actually beatboxing because it sounds very electronic, but I swear on my first-born that the noises that make up these songs actually come out of these men's throats. They can sound like a bass drum, or like a record scratching, or like a synthesizer, or all at the same time - WHILE RAPPING - it's crazy and unbelievable and makes me wish I had an Adam's apple just so I could learn to do that. And then there were breakdancers and oh my fucking goodness, they were cool too. I do think that I might like hip-hop culture more than the opera. Things I Love: - roomster/family breakfasts - The Motorcycle Diaries - loose leaf tea - music - my MacBook - the strange, cool people of this world You can thank me for this later. Talk about an awesome way to celebrate the first day of winter. Is anyone not surprised at the fact that they're from San Fransico? |
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