Nuts!, b&w, readin blogs, mismatched socks, flags

*Sidenote: Keep Haiti in your thoughts, an earthquake rocked the Haitians' world last night and there's tons of destruction in the already poor country. Check out updates here: http://www.nytimes.com/

1. The Interjection "Nuts!"
     You guys, without a doubt this interjection makes me giggle and think of good '90s/'80s family movies. You guys know what I'm talkin about: Dennis the Menace, Heavyweights, The Parent Trap (the version that has pre-cocaine LiLo in it--and by LiLo I mean Lindsay Lohan, ya know). The movies that all seem to have the concept of "good clean fun" behind it and for some reason always have goldish type lighting? Maybe I'm totally just making that shat up, but I swear movies from the '90s were a lot more gold-toned than movies of today. Which I feel like are more blueish toned. Perhaps you have no idea what I'm talking about. But okay, just nevermind.
      Any freaking ways, Nuts! is just such a nicer and gigglier way of saying Crap! or Shit! or Son of a Bitch! It's expressing your feelings of aggression and deep frustration in a way an animated squirrel might express his or her feelings. Which is bueno, if you ask me. Nuts! is just wholesome (get your minds out of the gutter when expressing this interjection, you dirty birds) and I feel like the juxtaposition of such a wholesome phrase in such a raunchy place as high school where everyone tries to prove how UN-wholesome they are is hilariously ironic--like if you were to put Pippi Longstocking in Sin City or something. Tee hee, hilarity!!
       So, in conclusion, although technically as an advanced English student, I should neva eva say that, but whatever. . .I'm going to start using Nuts! in my everyday language. Maybe instead of saying "you guys, it was bitchin," I will say, "you guys, it was Nuts!"

2. Black and White Photography

      You know those compare people thingies on facebook? The ones that basically ask you to anonymously judge your friends on how smart they are or how beautiful they are or how fun they are to shop with or how sexable they are? You know you checked that shit errday for a while, just to see if your sexability ranking rose at all. Er, maybe it was just me. . .? Well, I was not very high in the sexability department, but I was super high in things like "how to fix computers" (oh, eez becaaase i chineeez!! HA HA. fuck all o y'all), "studies harder" (hellz to da false), and miraculously. . .MOST CREATIVE?!!?! To which I was like "Oh my god, it's such an honor, I would like to thank my parents and the academy, and my second grade art teacher and all my fans!! I love you guys! Oh my god, I'm gonna cry!! Thank you soo much!" But then two days later, I checked again (maybe my sexability would increase too!!!) and this bitch ass comment was there: "artistic? please, she doesn't do shit that's artistic!" and I almost bawled (you guys, 9th grade cyberbullying is kind of a big deal! I mean saying I wasn't artistic was akin to jabbing out my heart and feeding it to a herd of dolphins).
       As I got older, I came to realize a little somethin, no matter how NON ARTISTIC you are, which apparently, I am. . .making things black and white always always always makes you seem slightly creative. Black and white photos look a shit ton more sentimental then regular color pictures, and a lot of times, laymen (aka, regular people) confuse sentimentality with creativity. That's why scrapbookers are called creative, when in reality, let's be honest, they are just sentimental. Because it's not like they make all the little trinkety-trinkets they put in the scrapbooks, they just lay them under words like "Baby's First Vomit!"

3. Readin Blogs (even the ones that people don't write in anymore)
    You guys, truth is, I am an absolute VIP when it comes to procrastination. No, seriously. Over this past year, my procrastination has gotten so out of hand that it has totally thrown off my sleep schedule, to the point where I start homework at about 10:30 or 11, and then go to bed at 1. What do I do between my arrival at home and 11? I waste time and shiz. Mostly it's on Facebook, which I truly believe is as addicting as heroin or perhaps cocaine. But recently, I've come to realize that Facebook actually sucks because all you do is STALK. Seriously. And because I'm such a sensei when it comes to procrastinating, lately I've found a more fulfilling hobby and that is reading others' blogs.
      Here's why: Sometimes I feel like an asshole on Facebook because sometimes when I stalk Facebook pages, I totally judge people and make fun of them in my head. Because some things that people do/post on Facebook are totally 100% ridic, dithering and kinda mongoloid, (the things I post on Facebook are true to these adjectives as well). Because no part about Facebook is. . .intellectual (sorry I know I sound like a snobby brat for saying that but it's kinda true). Blogs are different though. The people who blog fit into one or all of these categories: a.) have something interesting to say, b.) are developing their writing skillz, c.) are interesting/famous/cool. Therefore, by the above, blogs HAVE to be 100% better and more life changing than Facebook. Therefore, instead of figuring out what type of music my crush likes and where that one girl with the really damaged hair went on vacation , I instead read about how to make really SWEET (pun, bazinga!) cupcakes: http://52cupcakes.blogspot.com/
    Please start bloggin! I know that you guys all have something to say! If you get a blog, tell me your URL!

4. Mismatched Socks
    My mom thinks I'm totally Nuts! because I never fold my socks or keep the pairs together. To me, socks are definitely the only piece of clothing that doesn't particularly matter except that they should keep your tootsies all snuggly snug and toasty. Therefore, it shouldn't matter what socks you have on! So what if one is white with pink polka dots and the other is a purple soccer sock. So what!? No one's gonna see it and be all "Uhm, your socks are not matchy, therefore our friendship must cease." Unless they have Asperger's syndrome or they didn't want to be friends with you in the first place. In the former case, it's not their fault, Asperger's kids don't make for the most socially apt people--in the latter case, they be bitches, you should probably egg their house and then throw socks into their pool. And then write IN YOUR FACE HATAS!! on their driveway with chalk.
    Mainly, mismatched socks are sometimes the interesting start to a conversation, or something to, you know, just lighten up the mood. Mismatched socks FTW! (I totally had to urbandictionary FTW to figure out what it meant like 6 months ago. It means "for the win!")

5. Flags of the World Collected in One Place

     I don't curr that I'm a flag dweeb--sorry that I know my symbols of national pride and you do not is all I have to say. As individuals, flags are pretty kickin--especially if you read the symbolism behind them. Here is a list of all the different flags: http://www.markfennell.com/flags/ .Sometimes the colors can be a tiny bit hideous. Like I would never purchase a prom dress the colors of the Portuguese flag. But they still be bent as hell. But what's even more smashing than the individual flag is the collection of world flags in one place. In our cafeteria for example! Despite how cheesy it may be in the whole celebration of diversity department of life, you have to admit, the rainbow of fabrics looks really pretty when collected together. Outside the UN, it's even more fabbity and glam--all these flags be flyin like rectangular butterflies on poles. The colors really work to lift the spirits, giving a little glimmer of esperanza to world relations amidst all the trash-talking and car-bombing occurring.