The Climb

It's all about the climb. The climb up Miley Cyrus's stripper pole.

For everyone who didn't enjoy tonight's annual Teen Choice Awards, Imma hit you up with a recap. Pretty much, the Jo Bros (or as I like to say Sweetie Pie, Man Whore, and the Other One) were the hosts. I've seen better hosts in my day. They performed two times too many and flaunted the fact that everyone 16 and under really really really just want to touch them. I really do like the little one. He's probably the most respectable out of the lot. He's got the diabetus and he donates lots of money to fund research for a cure, which is awesome. Joe can suck it though. I got my girl T. Swizzle's back bitch. I really have no thoughts on the one who's getting married.

Let's see...Selena Gomez won something! Which made me smile because I enjoy everything she's in. And she has class. Unlike some people who shall remain nameless....Miley Cyrus! Chuck Bass was smokin' hot as per usual except he used his real voice which upped his sexiness if you ask me. Jacob Black is possibly the most delicious morsel on this earth. You go Selena. Get you some. Dane Cook was there. He made fun of Vanessa Hudgens. Zac Efron is good looking and won some awards. The Black Eyed Peas tore that shit up! Sean Kingston...not so much. He's really unattractive and he wasn't singing half the time.

Twilight won everything. Something like 1000000000 awards or something. To NO ONE'S surprise. I liked that movie, saw it a million times, but the book is MUCHMUCHMUCH better. (I'll take this time to politely ask America's teens to pick up a book. Thank you.) And, I have once and for all decided that Tay Lautner is sexier than R. Patz. That's right, I said it.

During the commercials, I decided that Glee might become the best show ever. I must see The Time Traveler's wife even though I will most likely cry a lot. Fringe is gonna be awesome this year. And, the new burgers at McDonald's creep me out.

This brings me to...Miley. Let me just say this just one time, that was uncalled for. It really was. You are like 16 homefry. When Britney was 16, she had class. (B. Spears totally dissed you btw even if you did use her name in that song) At first I thought I might like you, Miley. Then, I decided the snaggle tooth was too much. Then, I watched your Youtube channel and really thought that was too much. Then, I saw your video for The Climb and knew it was enough. You are Miley Cyrus and Hannah Montana. You sing, you (attempt to) dance, you (attempt to) act in movies and TV, and apparently you have your own clothing line at the Wal. I am almost positive that MK and Ash are disappointed. Kid moguls today. And did you see that totally inappropriate plunging neckline? Hello? And hot pants? You are not Beyonce, home girl. And Disney stars don't get nose rings.

In my day, our teen superstars had a bit of class and apparently knew a good orthodontist. This definately ain't a Nashville party, sugah.

(Note: "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus, who I am now reffering to as The Hot Mess.)

It's Alright, It's Okay

I've decided that perhaps it is not best for me to be around mens whilst intoxicated. It is also not a good idea for me to blindly drink the little shooters that people keep handing me. This often leads to me not remembering completely the evening before and therefore having to recollect memories that most of the time aren't good ones. I don't know why I got so drunk, only that I did. And apparently, I'm not complaining. I mean, what's a little kissing between friends right? Everyone's been there at least once. But currently, I just feel gross in regards to recent happenings. I mean seriously, Bekah? Really? Did that seem like the best idea? No. It did not.

In other news, Imma need to pack my shit today and all this coming up week. Not the happiest way to spend your day. I'm terribly excited about moving out but at the same time, I'm kinda sad. I mean, I've only lived in my Mom's house for 4 years and my Dad's for 2ish. My room at my Dad's was always meant for Ryan after I move out but I'm kinda sad to see it go. My room at my Mom's is being turned into Rachael's new abode and her room will no doubt be a storage room for the shit I'm not taking with me....or a work out room. How cliche. So, I will not have a room of my own at either of my parental's houses. WTF? I mean, what am I supposed to do? This thing I've got going on is really starting to seem permanent and actually happening. I don't know if I like it. I really freaking don't know.

How am I going to decide which books to bring? I have too many. And what about my map of the world? I love my map of the world. I have to bring it. I'll make room. I need to get more picture frames. I'm going to miss everyone. What am I going to do without them? Why can't they come with? Why do we all have to go off to other places? I don't know how to function without my brother and sister. We're a unit. Three Rs. Bekah, Rachael, and Ryan. Me and Callie aren't going to be able to live without our homies. We're going to force people to come visit us and be driving all over the world to Athens for those bitches, to Columbus for some cheerleading, to the mountains for some softball. I'm not going to be at Tigers on the Town this year. I'm gonna have to work really hard to be home for everyone's Senior Night. I'm going to stretch myself so thin, I already see it.

I am totally ready for this, and I'm totally unprepared. I should have just gone to G State or something and lived at 133 Nora Court with my homie. We could have been roomates and I could have been everywhere. Of course, I've never been a fan of J Town. And I love Georgia Southern. And I have to be a good roomate to Callie or she'll bitch me out.

I just want to watch some Grey's and listen to some jams to get my mind off all this shizz. But alas, I'm going to go search for some cardboard boxes and picture frames.

"You know as well as I do it's not about what you look like, or your job, or how successful you are. It's about having people in your life that you love and who love you... that's all that matters." -Miranda Bailey

(Grey's Anatomy, Season 3, Episode 4)

(Note: Ashley Tisdale, "It's Alright, It's Okay" get some of that bizness.)

What Goes Around

I don't even think I could justify the awesomeness of this with words. I love T. Swizzle. She might be my hero after this. Tay Swift one time! Goddang.

(Note: "What Goes Around" previously by Justin Timberlake, now rocked by Tay Swift.)

Shelter from the Storm

So it's finally time for that big change everyone keeps talking about. We're all going to college in the next few weeks, all going "our different ways" if you will. Surprisingly, it's kind of a nice feeling. I used to dread the fact that this time was coming so soon. I didn't want to lose any friends. What I've come to realize is that losing friends isn't a consequence of going to college or moving towns or any outside circumstances, really. The reason why people lose friends is because they decide to. We should all just stop blaming college, methinks. It's not higher education's fault. The friends we do lose touch with are merely victims of having fulfilled their purpose.

For example, I believe that people are thrown into our lives for a purpose. Some are there to help you through the most impossible time in your life. Some are there to teach you lessons. And some, some people are there for the long haul. You never really know which of your friends fall into which category until you know. That's just the way it works. Friendship is kind of like an onion that way. You keep peeling off layers as you go through different stages in your life until you get to the lucky (or unlucky) few that carry on to the next stage. Sometimes, though, people really freaking surprise you.

I love how, now that high school is over and we're all moving on, people are starting to reveal what they really think about everyone. It gets that way. Like after elementary school you weren't friends with everyone anymore, just your people. Frankly, I'm quite flattered that some people were only friends with me as long as it was convenient for them. Means I'm good for something. I'm a firm believer that everyone is actively using everyone else for something at some point. Whether it be social status, sex, or just for company. Why do you think some people even have friends in the first place? When it comes down to it, people are wholly selfish human beings. It's okay though, because everyone is pretty much upfront about that fact. I still believe though, that even though we're all looking out for numero uno, every once in a while people evolve. They become better people--people who aren't selfish at all. That's the goal, right? It's not attractive to be cynical all the time. You've gotta have hope. It's the thing with feathers after all.

I like to think I turned out okay. I don't really go to church regularly but everytime I visit my friend Bailey, her family usually gets me to go. I don't think I'm too terribly close-minded or ignorant. I'm not too trusting. Despite contrasting opinions, whenever I love someone, I love them with everything I have. Sometimes, I think it's my greatest flaw. I expect too much from people and am always shocked when they let me down. Although I'm sometimes a cynic and like to hide behind a tough outer shell, I'm a softie at heart. It's not really a good disguise because anyone who really knows me is aware that I'm really just a bumbling girl on the inside. I've dabbled in things I probably shouldn't have but hey, who hasn't? I'm not a hoochie mamma. I've only ever truly cared about one boy and despite everything, I like to view that relationship as real and pure. I've got some damn good friends and by God, I love those crazy bitches and those awesome dudes. You guys know who you are.

All in all, I couldn't be happier with the way this chapter ended. We had some good times these past four years. We've also had some bad ones. I think its safe to say, Commerce High School will never be the same...seeing as how they're tearing it down. Everyone's changed in some major way. But you know what they say, the more thing's change, the more they stay the same. I think I speak for everyone when I say, here's hoping.

(Note: "Shelter from the Storm" is a song by Bob Dylan, and yeah those are two roads diverged in a yellow wood. Shout out to my boy Robert Frost and my Class of 2009 homies. Definately a memorable graduation speech theme seeing as how we've all heard that poem a million times.)

Everything Is Not What It Seems

I think I finally understand the magic of children's television. And why everyone is so obsessed with Hannah Montana. And why more people watch the Disney Channel than the A&E.

Kids' TV is easy and simple and fun. In a world where everyone is obsessed with ruining their lives and making everyone miserable, easy little Disney Channel shows are awesome. I generally try to lose myself in emotionally charged shows like Grey's Anatomy and LOST. But sometimes, these shows are depressing and upsetting as real life. And yet despite near-death experiences, magical elevators, polar bears in the tropics, and ridiculously romantic love stories, Grey's and LOST are still believable. Watching kids' TV, everything is unbelievably happy and bright. There are no complex plot lines to decipher and no episodes that are so sad you wish you were dead. I'm not saying my Emmy winning shows aren't worth it anymore-far from it. I'm just saying sometimes, I need a little bright and shiny.

So, I'm off to finish watching The Wizards of Waverly Place marathon that I have been enjoying for several hours. And when I leave to go meet my friends, damned if I'm not popping in the Demi Lovato CD I just bought. My apologies to Regina Spektor who was previously dominating my radio.

(Note: Everything Is Not What It Seems is the theme song to The Wizards of Waverly Place and sung by Selena Gomez.)