Ballin'!

Heh. I watched "Ella Enchanted" again with my mom. That movie is so amazing. There's this one scene, tho, where Hugh Dancy goes all Cary Elwes/Wesley and is like, "WERE YOU ONE OF THE OGRES THAT KILLED MY FATHER!!!???" And he's breathing all heavily and he has a nice lil mustache. It sort of angered me.
Like Pillar's "Break Me Down". I don't know why, it just does.
But I am loving his blue velvet suit. That suit is amazing.
Aaaagh, what really peeves me off is when people with little to know musical talent compare themselves to other people. Take William for instance. Our family is okay at singing, we can carry a tune, but my mom is probably the only one with a singing talent and suitable range. William was comparing himself to Robert Platt and Freddie Mercury. It was like, "...." I don't know, I hate Robert Platt A LOT, but comparing yourself to Freddie Mercury is like comparing yourself to Stevie Wonder; HE'S A GENIUS, YOU ARE NOT. I don't care how talented you are, there will only ever be one Stevie and one Freddie.
And my dad was wrong. Freddie totally died of AIDS.
AAAARGH, it just makes me mad.
And on "American Idol" when Ryan Seacrest is all, "Hey, dawg, who do you think you sound like," people are always all, "I sound just like *insert really famous/talented person*," or, "I have my own unique, personal style." Which always means they suck. But it's like, why do you even have to ask that?
School pretty much rocks. Except we had an ASB meeting and I wanted to go to study hall. Oh well. French is cool and we got to order food today. No French names. :( At least I know how to order un sandwich, which is masculine, and une limonade, which is feminine. Get this: Hot-dog is both masculine (un hot-dog) and feminine (une saucisse du Francfort). Lol.
Pre-AP English rocks my socks. We got to go to the library and we're going to start a BOOK JOURNAL!!!! WEEE! I think I'm the only one excited about this. But I have to divide "Teen Idol" by Meg Cabot (not exactly going for fine literature, but whatever. She's cool. I mean, "Pants on Fire", people.) in 8 sections and NOT READ IT ALL IN ONE NIGHT. But she expects us to do a book a month. Psh, I got this.
Math was confusing and I hated the homework, but then he gives us a crazy easy assignment. ??? WHAT'S UP WITH THIS? I hope it won't be like last year.
Band is pretty sweet. We're playin some Scottish music. I HAVE NO RANGE! A high D is hard for me now. It's just sad. I need to practice.
Da da da. Science is too easy now. Not really. But I like to believe that.
Do do do do.
Of all the things on Wikipedia...
Heh. My dad was wrong.