mymichele's Diaryland Diary
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is that a monkey in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
For my 601st entry, I'm gonna get all pop culture on your asses.
Normal people probably would have called attention to their 600th entry as an interesting milestone, but not me! No no, it's my 601st!
Also, I have 156 people listing me as a favorite. Not that I'm bragging.
Anyway! On to pop culture whoreness:
Is it totally wrong to dance like a total white girl on crack to Eminem's "Lose Yourself?" I mean, seriously, I'm all raising the roof and being a total freak in the privacy of my own room.
If it's wrong, I don't want to be right. There's something about Eminem that makes me want to go to a club and dance. Someone take me dancing, god damnit!
Also, I was watching Diary on MTV the other day with Kelly Clarkson, and I didn't watch American Idol, but I think everyone voted for the right chick. She is SOOO CUTE! Seriously, she is the cutest little chick I've ever seen. First of all, I love her hair. I admire her highlights. I know that's sad, but what can you do sometimes.
Also, she's from Burleson, which is like an hour from here. So she has that whole Texas girly thing going on for her, and I enjoy that. Anyway.. I just had to comment on her cuteness.
I also watched this special on VH1 about Liza Minelli's wedding.. while that did sort of look like a trainwreck, I would have totally loved to have been there. Elizabeth Taylor as a bridesmaid and Michael Jackson as the best man? HELLO! How can you not get any fuckin cooler than that?! And I know this is also sad, but I admire Liza and her husband's relationship. I think they're cute together, damnit!
My new Axl picture obsession:
It's from the November Rain video, of course, and I just really like it lots. Cuz he's all peaceful and crap.
Other assorted Axl stuff: He's on the front page of Ticketmaster! And last night he was on VH1's All Access "Bad Boys and the Women Who Love Them." It was pretty damn cool.. I do love me some Axl, but I wasn't on the show! What's up with that!
I'm also pretty sure I'm going to the Houston show 2 days before the Dallas show. I mean, why not? It should be good times!
A plug here - those participating in Nanowrimo who want some company, come over and join us over here. It'll be good times, I swear.
I even decided to put my reviews on hiatus during November because the thought of reviewing anything when I'm supposed to be writing 50,000 words in a month is a little scary. *cringe*
Last night I stayed up until 2:00 just writing the summary of the story. That was kinda fun, though. And just the two pages of summary is almost 3,000 words, so I think I have it in me to do the whole shebang here. It should be interesting.
I have to go to school in like 20 minutes and I'm nekkid. Fascinating, eh?
Now I'm listening to Stan by Eminem. I love that song too.
*****
What was My Michele doing a year ago?
"And I have some really bad gaseous issues. Indigestion is no fun, I can tell you that with alot of confidence. I had to run down to my dorm's office this morning because someone was in the bathroom and I needed to use it really bad, so I went in the office bathroom. Anyway, I'm sure this is much more information that you would want."
*****
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Is he? No
He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His bosses don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
11:09 a.m. - October 22, 2002
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