Ahh...Will Smith!

I usually don't watch award shows anymore. I mean, I would rather poke my eyes with a dirty finger than watch people give 3 minute speeches thanking everyone who helped them produce songs like "Candy Shop" or even "Laffy Taffy." This time around, I decided to watch the American Music Awards...Well not all of it. Let's put it like this, the commercials caught my attention more than the actual show. I happened to catch Will Smith's speech when he won for the favorite pop/rock male artist. I liked how he said that he was going to keep things positive especially since in this day and time, music is leaning to one side (I'm guessing the negative side).

I've always loved Will Smith! When I was an Orientation Leader at Northeastern University, I remember pasting pictures of him on my clipboard. Now this was while he was still the sexy Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and not the muscle bound, hot, black Adonis that he is today.

His speech made me think about music these days. If I had a choice between the music playing today and what is considered to be old school...I will pick old school any day! It seems to me that there was more to say back then. Well wait, I should give today's music a chance, huh? I mean with ALL of the sampling that is going on now, it would probably be like listening to the original, minus the phrases that deal with talking about female anatomy and other "interesting" topics. I know that there are people who feel like me. I can feel it!!! I mean, if we didn't feel like that then people like John Mayer, Gavin DeGraw, or even Tim Blane wouldn't be out there trying to make their mark on the world. Some of you might not know who Tim is, but check him out...

Anyways, I am glad for the sake of the children of the world that there are artists like Will Smith who would continually try to keep their music positive. I mean this world is screwed up and we need music to positively enlighten us from time to time. At least I do!

Until next time readers,

Love, Peace, and Hair Grease!

Marriage

Goodness, I remember there was a time when I was nervous about all of my friends getting married. I thought that I would be filled with so much envy and solidarity, but goodness I am so glad that I am not married or getting married! Sounds weird huh? You would think that a 27 year old woman whose close friends are either married or seriously dating would feel opposite. That I would want what they had but I don't. They aren't really doing a good job marketing it...lol. I see the many problems and misconceptions that they deal with and I am like, "Man, I'm glad I'm single." Perhaps I need to surround myself with single people. That way I would end up wanting the married life. Perhaps hearing all the bad things that single people face would send me running into someone arms. No...wait, it probably won't. Trust me. One of my most funniest relationship story is this:

A man who I was dating one day decided to IM me while I was at school. We were talking and everything was fine, but then he typed "I love you." I got so scared! I logged off of AOL IM, shut down the computer, and ran out of the computer lab. I ran into the next office where my friend was working and the first thing she said was, "Goodness Max, you look so pale!" All I could get out was, "He told me he loved me." After calming down a bit I then told her about me freaking out, shutting down the computer, and running out of the computer lab. She laughed and said, "why did you shut off the computer? Did you think he was going to get you? Max, he can't come through the computer after you." Let's just say, after that incident, we broke up. I didn't freak out every time I heard those words...but that time if I felt it was necessary, I probably would have ran home from school.

It's probably a bad story to tell. One day I will fall in love and the man of my dreams will find this blog and freak out. But I couldn't help it. I reacted...and besides, you can't just do something like that online! Perhaps if I were looking right at him it would have been a different reaction. But oh well. What was I talking about again? Oh yes, MARRIAGE. I'm done with the topic how about you?

Earings!!!!

I wish that before my mother decided to pierce my ears when I was a baby that she stopped to think about how pierced ears are going to plague me. I hate wearing earing. I feel as if I can feel them in my ears all of the time! Anyone who knows me has heard this and if you are one of my closest friends you have heard one of my rants. I don't even like studs. Sure, I have worn earings, but not enough that I'm just like, "hey...I think I'm going to wear earings for the rest of my life!"

Does my mother listen to me when I tell her that I don't like earings?! NO!!! She keeps giving them to me and then she gets upset when I loose them! My mom is one of those girly types of women. She puts on lipstick just to take out the trash while I can often be seen taking out my trash in my pjs with my hair in a scarf. Sorry...but last I checked I don't have to rock the runway in order to throw out my trash! Don't get me wrong, I'm not a complete tomboy either. I just don't like putting things in my ears, but no one listens to me. Sure I once had my eyebrow pierced and the upper part of my left ear, but those were different.

One of my friends makes jewlery and for Christmas she decided to make me some jewlery, what did she make me? EARINGS! Trust me, they are gorgeous earings and if I wore earings, I would rock these! They are fierce! So I wore them once for her, took pictures and then put them back in their box and kept them in my drawer. She technically can't get mad, at least I didn't loose hers. :-)

So now it's my birthday season. Yes, I said season and what's the one thing my friend told me? She wants me to wear her earings. I can't, I can't do it. I know it will hurt her, but I feel like i have to stand my ground. I feel that if some of my other friends see me in earings, they will feel the need to buy me more and I can't have that. I can't do that to myself. Why would ANYONE want to do that to themselves. When I buy or make people gifts I try to select things that I know they will use. I love to see a person rocking a shirt that I gave them 4 months later. I always act like I don't notice, but I do. I feel bad that I don't want to wear earings...but then again, I told her. I tell everyone. I don't do earings! Never have, never will!!!!!

My Birthday

So it's approacing...my birthday. It's different this time around though. Usually I do a count down or something and this time around I'm just like, "Aye! I'll let it sneak up on me!" The good part is since I moved out of my mom's house 4 years ago, I definately don't have to worry about someone waking me up at 5 am cackling Happy Birthday. For any of you people who said, "awww!" You try it! Trust me it isn't cute when they are singing off key on purpose! But what is so special about 27! One of my friends just turned 29 and she's freakin' out! She didn't appreciate my song, "Knock, Knock, Knocking on 30's door!" But oh well, I guess we all go through it. All I know is 10 years ago around this time, I had just graduated from Lynnfield High School and was attending Northeastern University. Would I go back to those times? No thank you! College was a blast, but I'm the type of person who feels that once something is done, it's done. Why revisit it? I try to not have any regrets.

My Civic Duty

So yesterday I waited and waited to find out that once again Thomas Menino is going to be mayor of my city...oh great! Can life be any more better??? Can you get a sense of my sarcasm here???

I decided on that day that I wanted to work in the polls. I thought it was going to be a great experience. I was wrong. VERY wrong! I worked from 6 am until 8 pm with two people who refered to foreign languages as being "non-American." Great... On top of that I had to deal with a 72 year old woman who was a great pain in the culo! That's ass in Spanish. Let me tell you, she's never been married and not to sound mean but...I can see why! Oh my goodness, I never wanted to inflict bodily harm on someone who is my senior before! I tried... I tried to figure out ways to leave early and get over the horrible experiences, but my mind kept telling me "Max, you signed up for this. Finish it." Darn conscience!