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I guess I was meant to listen to Owl City
I couple months back, I remember getting a friend request on MySpace from a music profile: Owl City. Being the lazy person that I am, I just kinda left the friend request sitting there along with a few others for a few weeks because I didn’t feel like looking through the profiles. Eventually, I came around to looking through my pile of friend requests and listened to Owl City’s music. I liked it. I didn’t stick around the profile long enough to make a good judgment, though. I denied the friend request for some reason, and Owl City sent me yet another friend request a couple weeks after that. I was like Fine, I’ll accept! gosh! This time around, I took more time to listen to the music. It kinda began to grow on me after the second or third song. (I wish I remember which songs they were.)
Then this one time, I was listening to music on last.fm and what do you know, the same Owl City that requested me on MySpace twice begins to play. I finally caved in and downloaded some Owl City songs after that and put ‘em on my iTunes. I couldn’t stop listening after that.
For those of you who don’t know, I went through a phase where I had an e-crush on the “Twilight Guy,” Kaleb Nation. He recently posted this video:
I dunno, I thought that was pretty cool though. I guess he feels the same way about Owl City that I do.
I think I was meant to listen to Owl City no matter what. I feel like it was written in a prophecy somewhere. Nahh, not really. But I was bound to listen to them (or him, whatever) at one point or another. I don’t know much about Owl City right know. From what I’ve seen on MySpace and Last.fm, I know it’s a musical “project” of this dude named Adam Young. I just know that it’s pretty cool electronica/pop music that I enjoy listening to. It reminds me of an upbeat version of The Postal Service and gives me that feeling of summer time that I always got when listening to Hellogoodbye. If you’re into that sorta music, you should totally check out Owl City.
Okay, I lied.
I don’t feel like reading right now, so I decided to write my recap blog right now. I’ll make it short, though. I just remembered I still have to finish watching Vicky Cristina Barcelona. I started it like at midnight the other night, but then I got too sleepy to finish it. Anyway, here’s some shit I remember from this week:
Monday: We were supposed to meet at the library for English 101. My professor ended up not showing up, for like the millionth time! Don’t really remember much after that.
Tuesday: I don’t recall what my school day was like. I just remember buying an ink cartridge, and then going to the East Los Angeles Library to work on my English essay, and Vincent meeting me there later on. Here‘s a photo, I guess. Lol.
Wednesday: Once again, my English teacher wasn’t there! Somehow we did book work and turned in our essays anyway O_o. Journalism was pretty much the same way it always is. Nothing really eventful that I can remember. I went back home, grabbed something quick to eat, left my house because I didn’t wanna be there, and ended up buying a dress at one of the little shops in Atlantic Square. Then I went to the ELAC library because I didn’t have much to do, and eventually met up with Zach. We went to Pollo Loco, but he ate a philly cheese steak from Tokyo Bowl there. I totally had tacos al carbon and a Loco salad.
I went back home, and then Luis told me he wanted to chill and I was like sure, why not. Right after I agreed to hang out with Luis, my parents get home with this mattress and tell me to take all this stuff out of my room and clean it out so they can install the mattress and whatnot. I did it as quick as possible before Luis got to my house. Anyway, he got here and we he went to buy a burrito from the truck, and a smoothie from Jack’s. We were chillin’ on my porch when my mom calls me, all angry for having left the house out of nowhere. Apparently, I still had a lot of stuff to take care of in my room. Lame. I did it as quick as possible ’cause I don’t like leaving people waiting. But yeah, I pretty much spent my night talking and hanging out with Luis. It was pretty chill.
Thursday: Geography class was as boring as ever. I spent my time there IMing people when I wasn’t taking notes. (I take notes on my netbook, in case you didn’t know.) Mass communications was okay. We just finished watching Shattered Glass. I kind of enjoyed it.
I met up with Daniel after class. He was supposed to donate blood, but he pussied out. Nahh, he just didn’t wanna wait an hour and a half to do it. I still think that was just his excuse for pussying out, though. Pussy out? Who the fuck uses that expression? Did I just make it up? Whatever, anywyay… We met up with Zachary on the bus and then went to the Montebello Town Center. We spent a while there. I can’t remember anything interesting enough that happened there to write about, though. Meh, there was this lady with saggy boobs, a horrible tan, and dry hair that walked around talking to herself at the food court. I’ve seen more entertaining people talk to themselves, though.
When I got home, I went online for a little bit and then Luis and Vincent show up at my house. We chilled here for a bit, and then at Vin’s house for a bit. Not much to say there, lol.
Today: I woke up at around eight in the morning, got out of bed a bit before nine. Went online to realize that MySpace got a new Meebo/Facebook style chat feature. Can’t say I was surprised. I logged off after about an hour and a half and then cleaned the living room, had breakfast, and showered. I pretty much spent the rest of my day sitting here, on my computer desk. Half the time, I was working on these two stories that I had to write for the J101 edition. Which reminds me… I have to go to ELAC for Journalism tomorrow. So now I’m sitting here, typing up this blog. I don’t even feel like watching that movie anymore ’cause I got tired of looking at this screen. Blah.
Okay, I lied again. This came out longer than I thought it would. (That’s what she said!)
Reading this, I realized… I never really hang out with females.
My relationship with the internet
reyna… do some volunteer work, get a job, anything, but the the fuck off your computer! i’m concerned. anyone can stalk you. you’re a blogger and you’re obsessed. that’s lame… what about real physical contact..? you text a lot. why are you always on the internet? why do you go on blogtv? blah blah blah. fuck you all. hahahah. let me live my life.. even though i’m not doing much with it right now.
The Urban Word of the Day last Thursday was Social Notworking. Pretty good timing on their part, since I was just thinking this week about how much I got on social networking sites while I’m at school. I’m always tweeting during geography lectures, facebooking in my math class, and youtubing when I get bored elsewhere. (Yes, I managed to turn those site names into verbs). Regardless where I am, I always have some sort of interaction with the internet world. People have told me I’m on my computer way too much, and that I should be doing something better with my time. They ask why I have so many accounts on online websites. [As opposed to offline websites?] They tell me I have an addiction. Even in person, they say I talk like I’m on a computer. (Whatever that means). Even my mom asks why I’m always here. She should know the answer to that better than anyone, but I guess she doesn’t see it.
Why are you always on your computer, Reyna? I’m not sure. I don’t think it’s an addiction, though. It’s just something I got used to over time. I remember when I was around eight years old and would go into chat rooms, play online games on Pogo, and whatever else I did. I always liked the internet; it gave me something to do at home. I was never one to go out and play sports, or hang out with a big group of friends. Middle school was sort of the same way. Except I had things like drill team practice, after school classes, and little things to keep me busy and away from home. Away from a computer. Plus, my time online was limited to one hour per day. Regardless, I always enjoyed my time online back then too. It mostly consisted of me going into Pokémon RPG’s or chat rooms to talk about Harry Potter and whatever else I was into back then. Sometime in 8th grade, I got DSL and the amount of time I spent online was no longer limited. I began to spend more time on my computer since I was never much of a social person anyway. I never had money, and my parents would rarely let me go out. (Not that I’d get invited many places anyway.) I mean, I was barely allowed to go to the Tower Dance — my middle school version of the prom — that year. I eventually had enough time on my hands to learn the basics of web design and a little photoshopping. By the time I was a sophomore in high school, the internet had changed and reached out to pretty much everyone I knew thanks to a man named Tom Anderson. I was glad everyone was in on it nowadays, but also a little bothered because the internet always seemed to be my thing; not everyone else’s. Whenever I wasn’t busy with school, homework, or band practice I would usually be at my computer desk contacting people, working on layouts, or finding new little addictions here and there. Since I had joined marching band I had a lot less time to be online, but I saw that as a good thing. It gave me something to do and an excuse to use when I wanted my parents to let me go somewhere. Sometimes I wouldn’t even tell them I was going anywhere and they’d simply assume I was at rehearsal. It was great. Nonetheless, I still had enough time left on my hands to be considered a computer junkie. I got a little better at coding and photoshopping, but was still pretty much a newb at web design. (I still kinda am.) I even made a website for the percussion ensemble and all.
Today, I’m not too into web design and all that. For a long time, I wanted to major in computer science. Then I came to realize that it was a hobby more than anything. I didn’t really enjoy making websites for other people most of the time. It was such a drag. The whole internet thing was just something I liked doing for myself. I guess I grew up with my computer and the internet because I had nothing better to do sometimes. My computer was just always here. It just became sort of a daily routine to go on it as soon as I got finished eating dinner, or completed my homework. (more…)
