Marshmallowcocoapuffs' Journals

Six Songs To Savor

Just a few tunes filled with awesome goodness you may not have heard. ^_^ Any suggestions of your own are always welcome. I have about 75gb of memory left on my Zune. Yes, suggestions are always welcome. ;)

1.) Lenka - Trouble Is A Friend
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C3rDMJERl64&fmt=18

2.) Matt Costa - Mr. Pitiful
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w--2CksJqkE&fmt=18

3.) Guillemots - Blue Would Still Be Blue
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpqfWJ9TERQ&fmt=18

4.) Hot Hot Heat - Shame On You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bD0Efr9A5pk&fmt=18

5.) The Raconteurs - Level
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqFb6VXW86Y&fmt=18

6.) Chromeo - Tenderoni
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnyxgE3vmao&fmt=18

"They Say The Future's Out To Get You"

The term "busy bee" refers to people who are quick, efficient, and have the idiosyncrasy of using terms like "busy bee." As strange as I am, this is not me. I've got so much ahead of me. So much to do, so much to finish, and yet, I know I won't.
(Way to raise the expectations of 16-year-old child, Hannah Montana.)
The closest thing I've done to thinking ahead would probably be breakfast, and even then the choice between OJ and apple juice is one "dilly of a pickle," as my big-eyed neighborin-o would say.

Let's hope America is more concerned about the future than I am. The debate's on tomorrow night. I expect you all to be watching, loves.

-MC

"Thereâ�™ll Be No Sad Tomorrow; Donâ�™t You Know That Itâ�™s So."

The time has come once again for me to exchange my "lol's" with words actually approved by Merriam-Webster. In about a week, I am to start my junior year of high school, despite the permanently lost look on my face that would have you think otherwise. Because my school is enforcing uniforms this year, I decided to do some ebaying for any accessories I could slip into my even-blander-than-usual looking outfits. While online, I found this masterpiece of a belt:

I am in LOVE. (Just don't mention this to my actual keyboard. We've been through enough.)

-MC

"Haven't Seen The Sun In Weeks; My Skin Is Getting Pale"

So far, my summer has consisted of nothing but Doritos sandwiches, reruns of The People's Court, and movie watching.

Recently, I saw Hancock (which contrary to popular belief, was not about the signing of the Declaration of Independence). This superhero blockbuster stars Jason Bateman, Will Smith, and Charlize Theron. I mentioned Jason Bateman first, because that guy is unbelievably hilarious. Sorry, Will. (Because we all know that Mr. Smith frequently checks out my page.) Anyway, the humor was fantastic, and the film was well made and has gained MANY fans considering Hancock was never a part of Marvel Comics. (Don't get me wrong, though. Spider-man is still my main man.)

Looking for a movie to watch yourself? Try "An American Crime" starring Ellen Page. That's right, "the girl from Juno." (In my own selfish way, I wish that movie hadn't blown up as much as it did, but that's a matter for another journal.) Wiki it for the details. Gosh, I love Wiki.

-MC

â�œAll Things Are Admired Either Because They Are New Or Because They Are Greatâ�

I have agree with Sir Francis Bacon on this one, but allow me to add my two cents. Seeing as how there is no way for anyone to object to me doing so while I'm still typing this, I shall continue.

While expressing admiration toward those who deserve it is grand, many seem to cross the line between being a simple supporter and being an obsessive zealot. What exactly is it that pushes people over this hairline thick border and makes them sit and watch in awe as their ineffable icon does something as common as... breathing? I'll admit that I too have fallen into this assemblage of admiring followers; that I too have felt intimidation around those I see as gifted; that I too have overindulged in items ~~(merch)~~ that were unnecessary and only left me wanting more. The bottom line is: People are people. Yes, I'm stating the obvious, but it is the most obvious facts that are constantly overlooked. I understand this, but for some reason I can't quite put my finger on, I still go back to acting this way.

So, does anyone have a cure for my good people? We can pay you in virtual smileys and mild mental breakdowns. :)

- MC

"And It's Back To Playschool For Me And My Childhood Friend"

Hurray, huzzah! The gates of the world's most pandemoniac prison have been unlocked, and I am finally free to live as an actual human being.

In other words, school's out for summer.

However, being an unemployed teenager won't get me very far. But who needs to go places when you have your own time travel machine at home? (Or at least, the next best thing.) I've gathered up my pennies and plan to visit a Half Price Books store and stock up on what will later become over-sized paperweights once I'm through reading them. Oh, and of course I'll be on Buzznet about 125% of the day. No, that is certainly not an exaggeration. I've actually found a way of making each day 30 hours long. Then again, it could still only be 100...

Looks like this is becoming a very productive summer.

-MC

"My Apologies, Dear..." (Images May Slow Down Dial-Ups)

Sorry I'm taking so long on the video review. I have to cut out furniture or cure cancer or something for school.

Gather 'round, children, and I shall tell you the tale of my first HCT experience.

I arrived at the Palladium Ballroom a little bit before 4, and got to take a picture with the car one lucky person will receive at the end of the tour. (I came out in a weird position, because the wind was blowing my hair all over the place, and I was kind of uncomfortable by the time it stopped.)

My sister then experienced a tragic loss... The death of her iPod. Bored as can be, we decided to take a picture of Panic's bus.

Zack then checked off all of the early entry people on his list, and made fun of how long my e-mail address is. (It was a pain to log-in when I first made it.) He also complimented our sashes, as did about a billion other people. (If you were one of them, thanks again!)

We went into the venue and stood on the second level's barrier. NO PIT FOR THIS GIRL. Phantom Planet was up first and was more amazing than I had expected. They made me feel so good inside.

The Hush Sound came on next. I was sooooo happy they played "As You Cry." I know they don't play the type of music one would jump around like a lunatic to, but of course, I did anyway.

Motion City Soundtrack had me dancing around in the tiny space I had to myself. Sorry if my hips ever bumped yours!

What can I say about PATD? Nothing much. Why? Their performance left me speechless. The best moment was definitely during "I Constantly Thank God For Esteban." The lights, the music, and the crowd were all perfect. The stage was... MAGICAL. (I'm easily impressed.)

By the end of the night I was completely dripping in sweat. Gross, I know.

*I do not endorse Coca-Cola. (Pepsi FTW!) (Oh, and the pinky thing there was unintentional.)

I also met a fellow boardie!!! Small world, huh, Tracy? (Woah, my eyes are huge.)

I'm a retard, so I broke the handle off of my purse after the show. Good thing I bought a THS tote! I love the blue elephants. (Arthur moment?)

Four bands and minus two letters on my sash later, I awaited my ride in the cool Dallas breeze, singing Juanes tunes. (Why, oh why, did his concert have to be on the same night as Panic's?!?!) Anyway, if you were there, I'm pretty sure you'll agree that the show was nothing less than awesome.

-MC

"Kids, You Tried Your Best And You Failed Miserably. The Lesson Is: Never Try."

This girl dropped her pencil in class today. Being the ever so polite person I am, I tried to get it for her. Apparently, I still don't have mind control powers.

HCT is only 16 days away for me, so you can be on the lookout for a video review. If you happen to see a girl in a Pretty Odd (no periods) sash, that'll most likely be me, or my evil twin. (Yes, I AM just that ridiculous.)

See you at the show!

-MC

"This Is Not, I Repeat, NOT An American Sitcom!"

Laughter is good for the soul. (Sorry, Chicken Soup, you had a good run.) Although, I've never really been fond of knock-knock jokes.

Knock, Knock!

Who's There?

Me. I've come to steal your sense of humor.

Life was good to me this week; this alone makes me smile. It's times like this that make want to burst out in song and dance, but I won't. I have to spare whatever I have left of my dignity. Or do I?

-MC

"We've Got A TV; We Can Watch 'Friends' All We Want"

I listened to "Goodbye Blues" today for the billionth time. The title's pretty much a guarantee; I can tell you that much. Literally beauty in the form of words (and catchy melodies).

Ted still hasn't met their mother. (Shocker, right?) To be honest, I think I'd enjoy living in a slanted house, but maybe that's just me.

Habits are terribly hard to kick. I've been biting my nails again. Not a pleasant sight if you ask me (which, of course, you haven't).

Current mood: Mellow Yellow.

-MC