L0LLER$KAT3S!

Sorry for the long drought again. At least it's a little better than Colin. Zing! I have this theory that I want to tell you about. It's called the I-know-why-that-song-was-written Theory. I figure that if you can read, you can figure out what this theory pertains to.


Song 1: I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

Little known fact is that this song was written about the relationship between a young man named Joe and an old ass man named Assis. They have conflicting interests that are both found throughout the song and show their anti-love for each other.
I'll just go through the lyrics and provide examples...

"Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet"

This is about the kitchen incident, or as it has been recently dubbed "the fridge affair." Joe said that after said incident, he couldn't sleep for thinking about how much he "detested Assis." Assis was unavailable for comment, but his publicist said that he has spent many nights disrupted by Joe's women-beating tactics even through the floor and 3 door difference between the room that Joe likes to party in (that of his friend Marc) and the room in which Assis "slays" well as "handling meat products to pay his rent". The feeling that both share are those of resentment and utter disgust. Both could not be bothered to try and enjoy each other's company from the first time they met. The sentiment of hate is felt through the poetic words of Three Days Grace:

"I hate everything about you"


Song 2: Y Control - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

This song is about the lost love of the owner of my building and his wife.

"oh so while your growing old
under the gun gun gun
and i believe them all"

The old man is getting older and believing everything he hears about death. So he's grumpy as shit! He's under the pressure of thinking about death and facing it without a woman in his life. He was heard saying "Gros sac a vin. Je deteste ma femme," which was both timely (as his wife was wearing a dark maroon dress and a light tan hat made of cork) and eloquent (as it rhymed).

i wish i could buy back
the woman you stole"

Even though he's very very wealthy, he has to take out his problems on small renters of studios by making them carry their bike up 6 flights of stairs. His wife Must have been boarded by a deamon that has eaten her soul, disallowed her to say hello to nice young men named Theo, and caused her husband to live in constant sorrow.
Both of them need to be Y controlled as I am the

"poor little baby
cause well i believe them all"


I'll probably have a new theory-gratifying song every time I do an entry.


I went to Normandie today. I was under the impression it was going to suck quite a bit as I woke up (at 8:15 uuuuhhhhh) and it was sprinkling. However, when we got to the beach (not the one Obama was at because the traffic and roads being blocked made that essentially impossible) it was probably 70 degrees and sunny. We enjoyed a nice little picnic and chilled for 3 or so hours. Then we went to Honfleur. If you have the chace to go there, do it. It's a really charming little town that is full of small stores that sell things like cidre and calvados and other good stuff. I'll most likely be tagged in some pictures on Facebook, so you can look for those in the coming days. I also took a few with my camera phone, but I'm never sure how they're going to come out. Whatever, i'll probably put those up anyway after my test on Monday.

Yes I'm scared. Doing a 10 min oral in french after having 30 min to prepare? Peu importe, I'll just do the damn thang.

Speaking of which, I did another song the other day. I like these lines by Juelz Santana and I love the song by Joker, Snake Eater, so I put them together. It's a low budget TK production, but you might enjoy it anyway.

SnakeSet - Juelz vs Joker

Hope you enjoy that. If not, that's fine. I'm in a not caring mood. Later.

@ Dauphine

Hey ever-y-body.

I just finished with my FLE5 final and I expect a 50% (which is still passing mind you). I'm satisfied with that. Maybe I've become a worse student, maybe not, either way I don't really care.

I don't like typing on these damn keyboards though... really annoying.

The library is completely full, which, for a school of only 2000 people or something, is pretty sad. I guess people really can't study at home or something. I know it's hard for me, but in the US I was a rare case. Anyway, the DU library, as 70's as it was, was never full. Sometimes it was hard to find a place to do group projects but I could always find a seat to study by myself.

I'm listening to the hypem.com radio station and I really like it. I would suggest it to anyone who wants a break from their music (even at 80 or so gig, i get worn out by hearing the same stuff) and when stuff like Moth Wings by Passion Pit comes on, it's that much more satisfying.

I honestly couldn't think of a way to repay Colin for putting me in the know about the hype machine. One of the best search sites ever created. I think I enjoy it more than Google (not to say that it's more utile but still)

Random adjouted song: Katy Perry - Waking Up In Vegas (Calvin Harris Remix)
God that's so fucking pop. Excellent. Another kudo goes to Katy Perry who wrote at least some of that (she gets the first credit on the wiki page about the song). And a kudo point goes to C Harris for turning what has a Carrie Underwood feel into a JAM.
It kinda sounds like an exam schedule too: "information overload, situation lost control." Cool.

I'm really pumped for this bike trip that we're taking, but honestly, I'm fine with just doing it me and Joe if I don't get my way with the trip plans. I'm Way okay with being a selfish brat on this one. I don't want it to be a bike tour trip. I just want to go to a cool location with my new best friend, my nameless bike. I haven't given her a name yet cause I don't feel that the time is right. I really only say her cause I don't want to have "riding [insert guy's name]" as one of my current interests listed on facebook. With all the current sexual orientation changes occuring in this beautiful city of love, I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea.

Speaking on the girl situation though... my inability to let myself be attracted by females has reached a deplorable state. So I can no longer say that I am anti-sexual only that I am uninterested. This mexican girl mariana in my fle5 class really got me excited the other day. I haven't felt anything flirting with someone for a really long time and last class I wrote something roughly translated as "Hey you're inhaling that chocolate... Take it easy."
The fact of the matter was that she was eating her dark chocolate at an unholy-ly slow pace and I was being sarcastic, but she answered with the perfectly crafted response of "Sometimes good things come in small doses."
To understand why that was awesome, it is first important to know that she's probably 5 foot 2 & 100 pounds. And the smile she gave me today was an indicator that she meant what I had assumed she meant. Cool.
It's just really strange to think that her, along with the absolutely ridiculous number of beautiful women at Dauphine, I won't ever see again. With her it's after today most likely and to be honest, I probably couldn't have made anything happen anyway. Besides, what was it that I would have made happen? Exactly...nothing.

Sometimes it seems like life is too short/transient to Ever have the time and occasion to make anything happen. I don't know when I'll ever be ready to try out romance, but I have a feeling that I just might never get to it.

Tant pis
(not like cat piss)


Now to go check if it's still raining. I forgot my rain guard today cause I didn't need it this morning. I don't want to take the train home but I might have to cause I'm not about to ruin a shirt with street oil and rain water.

"Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now..."

Yet Another Rant

Start song (cause a start song is better than an end song)

RJD2 - Chicken-Bone Circuit
This reminds me of Shadow a little bit because of the erratic drums

You know what I don't like?
I'll tell you.

Drunk people that get mad at you for getting real with them.

If you're drunk don't be a dick. This goes for males and females.

I'll give an example I encountered tonight cause the person involved won't ever read this.
So we were walking and Person Q falls down. Just strait up falls on the ground. Q gets a cut on Q's hand and is bleeding mildly. After a few minutes Q asks to ride my bike. I say no and that I don't want Q to get a case of stigmata-look. This upsets Q as Q really wanted to try out my bike. That is okay with me. Q is of course cursing me out while walking behind me and another person with whom I am trying to converse. I ignore that. It pisses me off, but I can take something stupid like that. That's an okay angry drunk. However, when Q decides about 2 minutes later that Q is going to run over and try to push me with Q's somewhat bleeding hand I start to get real. I just bought an In4mation shirt. It's this one that I posted a while ago. I really really like this shirt. That being the case, I'm not about to get blood on it. So I ignore the few fake I'm-touching-your-face-with-my-AIDS-hand-haha swipes. Then I manage to dodge one attempt at my face that actually seems like it's intended to touch me. I've just about had enough of Q's shit. Q then proceeds to come at my shoulder of my shirt. Q touches me with Q's fingers but my hand grabs Q's wrist before Q can get blood on my shirt. Lucky for my shirt I have quick reflexes. I say:
"Don't touch my shirt."
Q makes another attempt
"For Real? ... Don't touch it. For Real."
I'm done with dealing with Q at this point. Q is obviously upset because Q starts saying to Q's friend "I'm just trying to blah blah blah. Blah blah blah he told me "for real." You can't say that like that to me."
At which point I nearly just leave Q and Q's other friends and go home. I had my bike anyway. Luckily, the bus showed up and they all hopped on that. Done.

By all means get drunk if you like doing that. Just don't do stupid shit that makes people pissed off at you and pretend like they're the bad guys.

Q won't remember this circumstance I'm sure, but I now have less respect for Q. That's sad, but I truely can only put up with so much.

All Things Bike

So to start it off, I just want to say that this girl is who I will marry. It's difficult to know where to start on "things that are so right about this picture."

She's on a rickshaw. Which most important component is the bike. Which is cool.
She's in India. I know cause the hindi on the sign and that's the same bike everyone has in India.
I am a plaid fiend. And it's better when it's colorful.
Flats are my favorite shoes on girls. They look fun with just about everything, they're casual, and heels are just too much.
Tats. Wrist and leg.
Sick glasses that match the shirt.
Good hair. Simple and sometimes the fake blond looks good. This is one of those cases.

Unfortunately, if you ride bikes on a normal basis, your legs will look like this when your foot is pointed down. I'm just going to pretend that she rode that around India doing humanitarian work.


Here's a fun song to enjoy:

Glass Candy - Rolling Down The Hills


So I have some stories to tell. Yesterday they both happened.

First:
I am late for leaving for class. I head out of the Musee d'Orsay courtyard into the main quai. I see this dude biking in a suit. He has hair that looks like my professor of french. Turns out that it is. Crazy. So i pass him and say hello and he tells me that I needed to go fast so i could tell the class that he would be late and not to worry. So I do. I get up there and tell the class. This is the point in the story that I would like to say I was in jeans and a short-sleeve button-up shirt. When I got up to the room I was still sweating and had to take the 10 minutes that it took the professor to show up to just be standing up cooling off. But my point is that french people don't sweat or something. He gets there still in his full suit With a tie and has like one drop of sweat on the side of his forehead. Ridiculous. That hill going up to Trocadero from the seine is no joke.

Second: Me and Joe were sitting on the side of the road right by the seine at St. Michel. He had just bought some postcards and it was nice out so we were just chilling. This girl who we think was irish came up to us and asked us where the gallway pub was. We were like...uh...no idea did you get told where it was or on what street?
no
oh okay then. well i don't know what one but my friend works up at the Highlander and it's at the next bridge. It's pretty cool. You just take the little alley-way on the left.
oh cool. i'll just check that out then. thanks.
no prob.
So we were sitting there talking for about 15 more min and Joe brings up that he thinks she's irish. and I say hum that's funny, there's an irish flag right over there. Wait. does that say Gallway pub? HAHAHA.
So this chick was facing us while talking to us and if she had just looked right about 80 degrees (which she did cause she turned that way to look where i was pointing) she would have seen it. Also, if you're from a country wouldn't you probably recognize your own flag??? DUMB.

Colin, I would like to say that I appreciate your return to the blogging community and your retreat from the twitter fad. You're ahead of the curve.
I would, however, like to do you one better and provide a better picture of a bike chick than the one you provided. In fact I have a few:
001
002
003 (it says "lucky saddle")
004 (this one is really because i can't figure out how those piercings work. piercings that go through her whole body to her back?)
005
006

So enjoy those.

Rooftime awaits. I might change it to a pretty color later.

Time Flies By

I didn't realize that it had been almost 2 weeks since I wrote something. Sorry. I guess the days are just all running together as of late.

So to start out I'll hook it up with a club jam that I got a long time ago but didn't listen to for a while. It's pretty grimey...

Dizzee Rascal - Dance Wiv Me (The Ashton Shuffle Remix)

So put that on. You'll get pumped for whatever you got to do.

I went to London for mother's day. It was a fun trip. Luckily, I didn't have anything due last week so I could just enjoy myself over the weekend and not have to worry about studying or anything.
We got there on Friday after a medium-length drive in the car with a pause at Quick burger before parking the car on the Chunnel Train and flying under the sea on rails.
Went out from the hotel before our dinner on Friday and decided after a quick walk that we might as well go into the city to Regent Street. So we got there, walked around a little bit because we only had an hour and a half or something like that, and went into the TOP SHOP! cause my sister wanted to go but said she didn't. (As this happens alot, I have figured out that she means the opposite of what she says and I just say that I want to go in so she can feel free about not being the one that got herself into the shop. if that makes sense.) Ended up being a really cool place. I walked around for about 20 minutes looking at stuff and decided that i was going to buy some shirts. Yes, even I shop occasionally. I felt like I coulda left that place with 10 shirts that fit me well and look like my normal i-dont-care-what-you-say-about-my-shirt fashion sense. I wouldn't have minded getting a few more, but at around 35 euros a pop. Damn. Worth it though. It's a must see in London if you think you might wear something that I might wear.

Then we went over to the Doshi's (which are actually the people that own the house my parents house here in Paris) house for Indian food. I was complemented for my looks a few more times than I was comfortable with. Apparently, I have changed exponentially for the better since my last visit to Paris in...10th grade I think. At least I know I'm popular with Middle-aged Indian women. Rad. The food was excelent though.

The next day we went out after breakfast, walked around on Regent street again then went to Wicked. Really good musical. We were lucky to see it with all the principals. I just was looking for a picture of Kerry Ellis, the singer who played Elphaba (the wicked witch of the west), and I read that her last show was May 9th. That was the day we saw it. That's pretty crazy. Anyway, she blew most of the rest of the cast out of the water, but all around it was really good.
Okay I just looked to see if I could back that up. That was just some idiot writing about something he didn't know about. I guess she's still there. Whatever.

Then we went to eat at some nice restaurant with some family friends. I had some great fish, though was really annoyed by the fact that I had to pick out bones all the way through it. Then we met up with my friend Andy who's there doing a month-long study abroad thing. The touristy part of London really sucks for nightlife though. We couldn't find a good pub that wasn't full and hardly anything else was open. Also, what's with the Underground closing so early? I don't think I would like living there, but it's always a nice break from Paris.

Since that trip, I haven't done much. School was pretty easy this week. I had one final which I think went okay. Unfortunately, I don't know when my other finals are. Oh well, I'm sure I can just ask this coming week and figure it out.

I'll leave you with this. It's a song from Wicked.



BONUS:
Cause I posted about Mobb last time and found this game song on my iTunes that I was looking for that uses the beat for Shook Ones. Enjoi

The Game - What You Wanna Do? ft Krayzie Bone

Pet Peeves

So I took down some old beer bottles to the recycling can and... spilled some left over beer in my bag. So I figured that, to everyone that cares about what I think, I'd tell them.

People that don't finish their beer is easily on the top 3 Most Hated Mundane Things by Ted.

1. People who strait up just don't move in the sidewalk making it so that you have to Stop walking to wait for them to pass. Stop walking 2, 3, 4 wide.
2. People who don't finish their beer.
3. People who see it but don't tell me I got something in my teeth/on my face/on my clothes before I enter a room of people.


I would also like to say that Mobb Deep has some of the best beats out of anyone that makes original beats. See this:

Now, I'm not saying by any means that their beats are better than Primo's, Numark's, or Jazzy Jeff's. I'm just saying that their beats are simply fire. Plus...Prodigy and Havoc don't get enough credit kinda like Fat Joe. Though both examples did fall off the face of 'the real'. Here's some classics. If you don't have these, you Really should. You can't even see something as mainstream as 8 mile without knowing the Infamous...

Hell On Earth

Shook Ones

Survival Of The Fittest



Bonus: Cause I was talking about Fat Joe, here's a song by Primo using lyrics Shook Ones for the chorus. Man, I could write about hip-hop all day.




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BONUS BONUS: I Just found this song looking through my Mobb files. This is CRAZY and I Completely forgot I had it. So enjoy the last ones and this one.

Survival Of The Fittest (Mums Ca Dreamin Remix)

Duped

I was expecting a beautiful saturday afternoon today. Nope. Thanks Paris.

I uploaded 12 songs for my friend Aryo today and i figured since i went to all that work, I'd give them to everyone. It's just some old stuff mixed with some brand new stuff that I've been listening to recently.

I hope you enjoy the songs as much as I do...

Here's the list of bands that go with the songs in the order they can be found in the file:

Bloc Party
Calvin Harris
TV On The Radio
Passion Pit
Phoenix
M.I.A.
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Metric
Calvin Harris
Little Boots
MGMT vs Daft Punk
M.I.A.

and since they're all really good i'll just go ahead and say that:

the MIA songs are pretty tight with POP being pretty cool because it uses the HipHop beat from Dead Prez.

the bloc party song is pretty minor-key but excellent as always.

i personally love the TV On The Radio song. It has a cool verse at the start and then goes into the actual song which is really good with that diplo-produced beat.

Today Was A Good Day

I want to tell you what happened today in sequential order that relates why i'm happy right now.

Get Passion Pit song called Little Secrets... here.

I slept last night. I woke up at 10 to do a plan for what has turned out to be one of the worst classes i've ever taken. I managed to wake up 5 minutes before class started (1:45) not knowing what happened.
I didn't feel bad at all.

I went to meet up with Diane on the Champs at 3:45. We walked around, found a cafe, sat down, she helped me correct a paper in french (that was funny enough for her to want to keep the original copy apparently), then biked back to Dauphine.

We had a good class & i talked some. woot.

Came back to my place, went instantly to the boulangerie down the street by the money machine. No bread. Okay, so on to the next one... nothing but a croissant. Next! which was actually a big loop of my neighborhood.
I got the LAST baguette of the day. And it was fresh. Got some money from another money machine, and chomped on that until i got back up to my apartment, at which time i poured some olive oil, ate half the baguette with that, then made honey butter for the second half. but of course i saved one small piece to use with nutella. it was the freshest and the best baguettes i've had in over 4 months. (which goes back to the days of the Passy Passion when i got them fresh in the morning)

Now it's on to my bike ride in 30 min. Afterwards, if I have energy, i'm supposed to go to the erasmus bar on the Champs to meet diane. Don't know if i'll go, but it might be fun. haven't been to a bar party in a really long time.

enjoy the Passion Pit and i'll catch yall later.