Saturday, June 27, 2009

Music.

Lots of definitions. Lots of meaning towards people.
Most of the definitions of "music" from most people?

"19. Music - With out music I think most peopel would die. Music is one thign where kids today can go and get away from the world today" (source: Urban Dictionary)
Basically, that's somewhat a good definition of music, BUT, there are flaws. No, not just the spelling and grammar of the definition, but the fact that there is no REAL definition of "music".

To me, music is a work of art. No matter what form, what beat or anything. It's still music.
People don't quite understand that and grasp the fact that music is basically two things, and two things only:
Beats and Rhythm.

Does it really matter if you're going to speak throughout the whole song?
Or does it matter if you're going to scream throughout the whole song?
Or use profanity?
It's a way to express feelings. Express your culture on how you grew up.
I admit, I used to be one of those people who actually discriminate against music. But I grew out of that. People use genres against musicians.
So now, Bring Me The Horizon can't hang out with All Time Low. T-Pain can't hang out with Green Day.
It's basically saying that "blacks can't be with whites" or "asians can't be with mexicans".

My saying? Fuck it. What does it matter if a rapper and a country star get together?
Or a pop, top-40 artist is with a hardcore rock band?
Does it really matter?

I've seen too much hate against the Disney stars, such as, Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Jonas Brothers. Why? Why are they being hated?
Unless there was a really good reason to be hated, I see no problem with it.
Just because they work for Disney doesn't mean ANYTHING.
Who cares if they get paid a lot. They're still normal people, for gods sakes.

I'm sick of people and their definition of music.
I've always stuck to one definition and one only:

Beats and rhythm.



"12. Music - Music is just sequences of sounds and sometimes vocals put together.

Now, it has become categories in which today's people has put themselves in express to the world what they represent or what they represent.

Categories like gangstas, punk rockers, ravers, ginos, metal rockers, etc.

What I don't understand is why these categories constantly attack each other and their taste, most of the people who actually truly align themselves into a single demographic (most noticable are the "gangstas", but rockers are catching up...) Actually got into that music because it was the fad at the time.

This saying that people aren't truly expressing themselves, but are just emulating what's on TV or what their older friends do.

Music is music. All music is related to each other so make fun of one genre and you will make fun of every genre." (source: Urban Dictionary)

I give props to that person, because what they are saying, is what I am trying to say.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Pathetic Disappointments.

I don't know what is a family anymore. When there is a group of people that are married to each other and others with the same blood, who is so fucking stubborn and inconsiderate, what do you call it? I don't call it a family.
My father is so stubborn. I don't know why I call him my father, to be honest. He spends "his" money on his own needs and my brothers and sisters who can support themselves. He spends all "his" money on business failures and failed ideas for businesses, when all the money is supposed to be for my college fund. I have one year left of high school and I have no money value for a college fund, because "school in America is easy to get into and easy to achieve". He just doesn't fucking get it. For four years, I failed because of him. In pity. Let's just say it's a Willy and Biff Loman, but instead of Willy cheating on his wife, it's cheating his own child.
Next, is the way he sees my mother's side of my family and he looks down on them because of some stupid little drama my uncle and my father had. He can not get the fuck over it and I'm sick and tired of his immaturity of this bullshit. My family forgot about it, and is over it. They invite my family to a family gathering, festivity and such, and he turns all of them down because he simply "has no respect towards them" to go. When I, his own flesh and blood, want to go so I can say I have a REAL family that can look past problems. I frown every time he says no, and he rants about just ONE time, how he used to be the favorite of the family until the drama. Well, gee. I fucking wonder why.
All the emo years I had, when I cared for no one but my friends and friends only, I hated going to the family parties, but he wanted me to go, so I went. Why? Because I wanted him to be happy, and what does he do to repay me?
Spend all 16 years worth of my college fund and no happiness in me, whatsoever.
Because of him, I lost all meaning of family. I don't even know what it stands for.
All I can see is that family means betrayal and hurt.
It's just not fucking worth it anymore.

Monday, June 8, 2009

WWE Extreme Rules.

The whole thing was boring... up until Jeff Hardy went after the belt. That's when things got exciting.

Results:
Cena vs Big Show, One Fall/Submission - Cena.
Mysterio vs Jericho, Intercontinental/Mask - Jericho.
Matt Hardy vs Regal vs MVP vs Kofi Kingston, Fatal Four Way/US Champ - Kofi.
Santina vs Vickie (and Chavo), Miss Wrestlemania/Pig Pen/Handicapped(last minute change) - Santina
CM Punk vs Umaga, One Fall/Samoan Strap - CM Punk
Christian vs Swagger vs Dreamer, Triple Threat/ECW - Dreamer
Orton vs Batista, Cage/WWE - Batista
Jeff Hardy vs Edge - Jeff Hardy... then CM Punk by cashing in his MITB.

I wish these people would've won:
Big Show, Jericho, Matt, Satina, Umaga, Christian, Orton, Jeff.
I only got two..... technically three... but I wanted Jeff to hold it at least more than a day...
maybe a fucking year.

This just isn't fucking fair.
I could care less if this shit was scripted but Jeff Hardy deserves a fucking title no matter what.
WWE needs to give Jeff a chance to hold the belt for a long time...

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Oh... and one more thing...

Next Thursday is when I will lose contact with Chelsea for weeks!
Those weeks are going to be HELL without her!


RAWR.

End of the 08-09 school year.

These next two weeks are probably going to be super busy.
Tomorrow, I have Superstars to watch.
Friday, I have Smackdown! to watch.
Saturday, I seriously forgot what I was going to do...

Sunday, EXTREME FUCKING RULES, I'm excited for that<3
I'm gonna go ahead and guess that Jericho is going to win, but Rey's gonna backfire at the last moment with the mask... or it's another false Kane thing, again.
Batista is going to win, I mean... have you SEEN Batista?!
Christian NEEDS to keep the ECW belt because I think he's better than Dreamer and Swagger, not matter how much of a 'Legend' Dreamer is, and no matter how ridiculously charming Swagger's smile is.
Big Show's getting his payback on Cena, FO SHO!
Satina vs Vickie... Vickie wins by having the interference... as usual.
Fatal 4way... I really badly want to say Matt Hardy, but I highly doubt it :/
I'd have to say, Kofi or MVP on this.
Punk vs Umaga. Umaga hands down, I mean... do I really have to point out the obvious?
Last, but not least!
Jeff Hardy vs Edge for Ladder match.
oh dear lord. I love both Jeff and Edge... so I can't decide on who should win or predict.
Jeff is an absolute pro for ladder matches... but I haven't seen Edge and ladder matches lately, so he could easily improve over the times I missed his ladder matches.
There will, most likely, have an interference... once again, and who else, by Matthew Moore Hardy? (well, that's if he loses the US Champ).
That's all I really have to say, for now...

Monday, last day of a full schedule.
Tuesday, I have no clue, but I'm getting out at 12...
Wednesday, I still have no clue...

Thursday, lots of fun.
Going out with the whole table, [most likely excluding Pedro and his new beau].
Going to the sushi buffet, then the movies.
What are we going to watch?
We have NO clue whatsoever. But whatever is planned, is planned.
No cancellations from here.
This is the last weeks of our Junior school year, Sophomore for Luis.

I will bawl my eyes out tomorrow, since it's Devora's last day of High School...
She and I grew close during these months, and she's one of the people I'm starting to trust...
and once that trust is coming, she's leaving.
Talk about bad timing.


In other note; Johnny's talking to me more now...
...now that I decide to finally get over him.