I can't say that I'll look back with tear-filled eyes on the magical and emotion-filled memories, but, hey, it wasn't as bad as it seemed in the movies.
I vant to suck your blood! Mwuahahahahaha So, the LipDub. Oh, the LipDub. I'm not going to try to describe how I thought the initial video itself was, and I will attempt to refrain from commenting on the school's organization during the event, I'm just going to describe my personal experience and what I was doing. At first, I had wanted to sit off to the side and not be a part of the video, so I went in search of the place where they kept the kids who didn't want to participate and the kids who didn't get their media release forms signed. I soon found out that said place wasn't very clearly specified, so unless you hid in the bathroom, you were in the video, media release forms or not, because I honestly don't think they were even checking. (Opps, I commented on the organization) So me and two of my friends were led to a spot right outside the pool doors, where we were told to sit and wait until the "Dubbers" came by and then silently cheer and act like it was a party (we couldn't make noise because they were playing the song over the loudspeaker and the Dubbers had to hear the words to mouth them). Then, the whole school (excluding the seniors who were already out on summer break), had to go out to the area near our pond and wait for the Dubbers to lead the camera to them so they could show the interwebs their *happy cheering scholastic stars*. In order for us to get there, we had to walk on the uneven ground, through some small bushes, and down a steep hill, and then stand in the blistering heat and wait. My friends and I were not very prepared for this. My two friends were more prone to sunburn, so they began to feel the pain and suffering pretty quickly. My one friend was also wearing jeans. Now, even though sunburn wasn't a problem for me, I had other issues. This is what I was wearing: Note the black leggings, 4 inch heels, and the mask which just made my face even hotter. Plus, I was wearing much more kandi than that. I had it on in layers down to my elbow. In retrospect, that outfit planning wasn't my smartest decision, however, in my defense, they said to dress in "school spirit", and my outfit boasted the school colors. So, since all three of us were just sweating and hurting while we were waiting, we decided to just give up and be vampires and go hide from the sun. So we went inside, where we proceeded to cool off and then become extremely hyper and run down the halls almost screaming out the words to the song in mockingly high voices. I must say, that was by far the best part of the day. If you really want to see the video, here it is: You can see just my arms off to the right at about 2:45. There you can see my "kandi sleeves".
Now, I want to give you an idea of how much glitter was used in this video. In the building alone, there was enough glitter in the hallways and audion for us to pick it up off the ground and throw ourselves a mini party right there in the halls. And at the scene where they're looking down at all the students, so much glitter was thrown out there that they never got it all cleaned up. There was still some glitter on the last day of school. And I wouldn't be surprised to see some of it next year. So, there's my overview of the LipDub. I think we came out with a good product for something that was so rushed, but I think if we had planned it more, we would have done better. And we could have done with less glitter. I could barely see the people in the beginning. Edit: The sound to the video was taken down due to copyright. Of course. *slow clap* The original soundtrack was Roar by Katy Perry. A professional piercer, you say?
Well, aside from the fact that I highly doubt you actually have the correct needle and sanitizing chemicals to pierce yourself, as you have claimed (feel free to prove me wrong and I will gladly retract that statement), it seems that your actions have betrayed your words, my dear. Professional Piercers would never: ~ Pierce themselves or anyone else in an environment that isn't completely sterilized, such as a house. Especially not a house with a baby and/or a pet, which are the two dirtiest members of a household (even though they are the most lovable members). Piercing yourself or someone else in an unsterilized environment makes the chances of infection and rejection much greater than if they are done in a sterile environment. ~ Pierce themselves or anyone else without proper training and license to do so. ~ Pierce themselves if they didn't have the right kind of jewelry to put in the hole at hand, or put incorrect jewelry in a piercing. (for example, putting an earring in a lip piercing) Plus, some other actions that do not dictate piercing skill but aren't "professional" and show that you probably aren't ready for piercings: ~ Piercing yourself on impulse, just to show off. ~ Quickly growing tired of piercings and taking them out. (usually because they aren't getting enough attention) ~ Piercing yourself even though your parents don't allow you to have piercings, and hiding them from your parents. ~ Getting piercings just to one-up someone because they want a certain piercing but they can't get it at the time. Go do whatever you want, man, it's your body. Just don't call yourself a professional when you act like anything but. P.S. Make sure you take better care of your smiley piercing than you did your snakebites, because if that gets infected that'll probably be hella nasty. Recently, there's been some issues with "Confession Blogs" about me on Tumblr. These blogs start so much drama, analyze every single thing I do and post, and try to stalk me, almost. It's creepy and annoying. I read through one today, and the way they were trying to figure out exactly how I felt and what I really meant by everything was pretty off-putting. And it's creepy because the admins of these blogs are completely anonymous. I have no clue who it is writing about me! They're like: I don't want to turn this into a long-winded tirade, but this is what needs to be said:
If you people really want to make blogs about me, even though it's a bit weird because I'm not famous, I'll overlook that if you can be more reasonable. Please, though, - No more creating drama with other people associated to me. Those blogs should be just about me. Don't drag other people into your mess. - Stop trying to interpret everything I post. The meaning is staring you right in the face, don't try to look for what isn't there. - Stop trying to look for ways into my private accounts. If it's private, it's private, stupid. There is no VIP pass. - Stop trying to figure out exactly where I live or who I'm friends with or what I'm doing. Just consider yourselves thankful for what I do tell you, because I could easily go into hiding and make all new usernames and pseudonyms. LEAVE ME TO LIVE MY LIFE AND I'LL LEAVE YOU TO LIVE YOURS Someday I'm going to look back on this and cringe at all of my earlier posts. Oh well. Memories in the making, I must say. Today I silly string-ed (is that proper English?) a friend as revenge for her earlier prank of feeding me a mayonnaise-filled doughnut. I also blew bubbles in the hallway. It was a good day. Now, in my Financial Foundations class, I came in to find an empty soft taco shell at the monitor next to me. Senioritis at it's finest, I guess.
As a freshman I probably wouldn't understand. I'll get there someday. |
Yo wassupI already did an About Me why am I doing another. Back in Time
November 2014
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