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Here are some random ramblings of a girl that will probably end up in an insane asylum sometime in her near future...Kookookachoo. She loves her Queen, she loves her Beatles and her Who and her Zeppy and her music in general. She loves her writing. She loves love. And she loves you. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Sorry about last night. XD

(Just to prove that Ringo Starr isn't as ugly as everybody says he is. Ringo = luff)
Lengthy entry from last night...I wasn't exactly in my right mind. Sorry for putting you through that. XD I started thinking, "You know, of course I'm not connected to these people. That's just stupid. I don't know everything about them, nor do I want to!" Then I started laughing at myself. I'm laughing at myself right now. XD So sorry for the uber long entry. Made me feel better, though.

...I'm still kinda freaked out by how dependent I am on people, though. I guess everybody is like that to a certain extent: nobody likes being lonely.

Anyway! Just thought I'd pop by, apologize, thank Danny for the lengthy comment, and, since I was so emo-sounding yesterday, reward you for coming back with early Video of the Week! YAY!!!...I know you don't care, but dangit! It makes me feel shpeshal. So...*ahem* YAY!!! Hm...What to do for today...Well, I think I might post a few. Just to help a friend along. =)

(Danny, if you'd like me to take these down, just say so. I think they're quite good...Then again, I might be just a wee bit biased...But I don't think it makes much of a difference, seeing as you're my only regular on here, I'm pretty sure. :/)

(No, you're not seeing double: Danny's on the right, his older brother Jaime is on the left.)

I liked those. ^_^ Also liked the guy playing them...alot...*coughcough* XD Anyway, I'm going to leave you all now. Have a nice day. ^_^ Love you all.


Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Rant time.

Freddie Mercury
Just when you thought I had given up on lengthy rants.:P

I wanna talk about swearing, or lack thereof. Odd topic, I know, and I had no intentions of blogging until about two minutes ago when I attempted to show that Fort Minor video to my dad. I had warned him that there was language in it, but I figured he'd be able to look past that. He's a 44 year old man: he's heard swearing. And the lyrics have a good message. But did he catch the message? Nope. He walked off before the video was even finished, complaining about the language. "That is SO unnecessary," he said. That's fine. I thought it was unnecessary, too. But to not even give something like that a second thought because of language is ridiculous. Sorry, Dad.

So I shall talk about swearing. Personally, I don't see *very much* wrong with it. Do I like it? No. Do I curse? I'm not going to lie: I do at times. Try not to, but am I going to flip out just because I slipped with the f-bomb when I stubbed the crap out of my toe? Nope. I'm not. Do I care if others swear? Meh. A bit. Depends on how it's done. What gets on my nerves is when people insult each other by swearing excessively. It's not creative, and you could be SO much more insulting (since that MUST be your aim) by coming up with something on your own. My worst put-downs have no swearing in them.

But I realize that other people swear. Whatever. They could be doing worse things. Besides, who on Earth decided that these words would be bad? They're just words! Seriously. They're just words: why are they so offensive? Oh, I'll say a word: FLAMINGO!!! Did you find that offensive? Most likely, you just scooted back from your PC a bit and raised your eyebrow. Well, guess what? I'm declaring it a swear word. So f******o you!

Personally, the only times I really swear are when I'm either a.) writing, or b.) trying to get into the mindset of a character of mine that swears. If you were to read some of the things I write, you would be surprised at how often I swear, especially when I write in first person. Reason? Characters are supposed to reflect real people, and, depending on what the character is like, I may or may not make him swear. If he's a priest, chances are his language will be like milk. If he's a crazy Irish drunk, well, he's most likely not afraid of expressing himself with colorful language. Is my writing fraught with language? No. Do I drop the f-bomb every other word? Absolutely not. I only use curse words when either a.) it seems like the character ought to swear, or b.) that's the best way to get a point across. Same thing with my speech: I usually find nice substitutes for swearing (mainly because I think that swearing excessively is, not morally offending, but ignorant-sounding), but sometimes, the best adjective you can find is four letters long.

Also, I'd rather curse a bit when I'm angry than, say, break something.

Another thing that gets on my nerves is when people flip out over slipping with something. If you say a curse word and you're in polite company, apologize and move on. Chances are, unless you're at church or something, nobody really cares. You freaking out, "Oh, my goodness gracious me! I just said a bad word. I never swear!" is stupid. So you slipped with a word. Big deal.

Also, please don't do that thing where you either whisper or mouth a swear word instead of saying it out loud. If you want to say it, say it. Geez. Whispering it doesn't make it any better. If you don't want to say it, find a substitute, possibly one of the following:

-flamingo (this is my most common)




-Jesus Christ is the savior of all!

Another thing: please stop it with the excessive use of the Lord's name in vain. This is the only form of cursing, besides terms that are derrogatory towards social groups, that seriously bugs me. I realize that not everybody's Christian, but seriously, you might want to consider using a different expletive when you're saying "Oh, my God!" every two seconds. Again, get creative.

And I mentioned words that are derrogatory towards social groups. These are words like "c**t," "n****r," and "f****t." These are words that even I refuse to use. Why? They are created only to insult. Slurs aren't nice. I've actually refused to talk to people because they've called someone a "f****t" in front of me. The other main swear words, like the f-bomb, s-word, so on, are not used solely for insulting others, and therefore don't bother me that much. But the words that are used only for making others feel crummy, well, they ought to be erased from the English language.

Cursing in public bugs me. Who knows when you're going to pass someone that it offends? Maybe it shouldn't offend them, seeing as they're just words, but for all you know, what you're saying could be offending them. So try not to curse in public. Atleast, I try not to. Doing anything around people, not only swearing, that offends them, is just rude. That's why I don't swear on here, no matter how angry I may be or no matter how ridiculous my substitutes sound: I never know when someone that is offended by cursing might come on here.

Alright, so my verdict is this: if cursing inhances your meaning, go ahead. But if it makes you sound like ignorant trailor trash, please, tape your mouth shut.

This has been yet another convoluted, caffeine induced Grey rant. Bedumdiggity.

I want to rant more...Hm...You know, I thought about being nicer with my rants, being less long-winded, but you know what? This is my blog. If you want to read it, do so. If you don't, nobody's forcing you to. I won't think you're a bad person if you don't read something on here. I know I'm ranty. But writing on here, keeping this journal of sorts, helps me. So there.

I know this is a ridiculous question, but have you ever felt different from everybody else? I don't mean that you feel a little awkward because you just got braces, or that someone just called you weird, so you really start to doubt your normal-ness. But have you yourself thought of yourself as different? I dunno...I'm just curious. I know everybody has felt like this at some point, atleast that's what I keep telling myself. I actually enjoy being different and not thinking just like everybody else, I'm just curious, like I said. Have you ever wondered if anybody thinks the way you do? I know I'm not the oddest cupcake out there, but sometimes I even come to the point of doubting my sanity. If you've kept up with this blog at all, you'd see what I mean. How many other people do you know that pine regularly over someone they've never seen in person, yet feels so connected to it's as if they've known that person for all of their days? Of course I'm talking about Freddie. I know I'm obsessive: that doesn't take a genius to figure that out. But most people that are as obsessive as I am are stalker-esque. Am I? No. Not in the least. The only stalking I've ever done was Youtube comment tag with Danny (By the way, Danny, you're it, just in case you didn't notice.). I'm not like the crazies that kill their celebrity affection just to "send them to a better place," or out of jealousy or something like that. It's...different. Also, I doubt pretty much everything: Is that normal? I question absolutely everything, and will obsess over finding an answer to something until I find it. Doesn't matter what it is: I've even, to the horror of my family, begun questioning my religion (only one person knows how deep this questioning has gone). Even though I'm not a trusting person, I'm incredibly loyal. One example came to mind, but I don't want to use it because there are certain people I don't want to know about it...Hm...Okay, I'll just use Christianity again. Alright, God is perhaps one of the only beings I do trust, but despite the fact that I question Him backwards and forwards, I am loyal to Him. Perhaps the reason I'm so trusting of Him is because, everytime I've put the Bible through one of my questionings, it has held up.

Most people that aren't trustworthy are paranoid. I'm the opposite: I accept that people can't be trusted. I think it's inevitable. Not sure if that's normal.

I dunno...I think it would be fun to walk around in someone's head, just to find out if I'm the only one here that's like me. XD My hypothesis is this: everybody's weird, but everybody's so worried about looking weird that they try to fit the world's cookie cutter of normal. Well, if we're all weird, then weird is normal, and "normal" is weird. Ooh, that was some stoner logic right there!

No, I don't smoke pot. I like my lungs.

Ever since I was little, I've had obsessive tendencies, but not in a bad way. I'll cling to something for a very long time, perhaps never letting go of it, I'll learn as much about it as I can, get my hands on as many things as I can about the subject matter. Let's use Freddie for an example, since he's what makes me feel the most different from everyone else: I read as much about him as I can, watch as many videos of him as I can, listen to as much of his music as I can, think about him all the time, but all with only good intentions., how to word this...In a way, he's changed me for the better, I guess. I guess I'm dependent: I'll find someone that I want to please, that I want to emulate, and I will cling to that person. I'm not just talking about Freddie anymore. I don't want to mention the people I AM talking about, though, because it might frighten them. I have people that I am very close with, that I feel like I have to talk to every day, tell everything to. This entry's making no sense...XD I swear I'm not stoned! Just bear with me: I'm shrinking my own head. Go on: go to or something for a better use of your time if you're getting bored.

Point: I'm clingy to things. I am dependent, although I try very hard not to look that way. Even though I don't truly trust anyone fully, I still search for people that I cling to, that I love, that I devote myself to. If any of these "crutches" were to turn on me, were to leave me, I'd be devastated. I guess that's why I cry over Freddie: I leant just a little too much on him and, since he's gone, I fell over. And I keep falling over. There are other people I lean on (three or four of which are standing out to me right now), I know there's the possibility that they're not the "sturdiest" of "crutches," so even knowing that I'll eventually fall, I still lean on them...Man, this is a long entry...

I'll just summarize the rest: I NEED THERAPY!!! XD I really should start keeping a private diary instead of inundating you with this teenage angsty crap that I know you've heard a million times before. Wow. And to think that I sometimes wonder why this blog isn't popular. XD

I'm way too open...XD

I'm leaving now. Seriously. Bye bye. Love you all.


Tuesday, December 25, 2007


'Twas a wonderful Christmas! ^_^ My butcher's bill is HUGE. I was really shocked. O_O I felt like a spoilt rich kid...

  • TONS of Paul McCartney stuff

  • Queen Rocks Montreal, as well as a documentary on the band and a biography by Peter Freestone

  • Zoso by Led Zep, as well as Mothership

  • CCR!!!

  • A Bob Dylan concert DVD

  • Jethro Tull concert DVD

  • makeup

  • clothes, including two tunics and some bell bottoms

  • candy

  • accesories

  • a lottery ticket

  • a really pretty sapphire (my birthstone) pendant
  • CZ earrings...not sure if I like them or not
  • a phone call from across the pond (I love you, too. ^_^)
  • another copy of Frankenstein, which is one of my favorite books
  • bag set
  • $165, collectively, from the people that either a.) didn't know what to get me, or b.) didn't want to buy devil music for an impressionable youth.
  • two tshirts
  • underwear. Oh, yeah. Santa's officially a pervert. (And so is the person that asked me what kind of underwear it was. *coughcough*)

Yeah. I was surprised, but quite happy. I keep having to remind myself to come out of my room and visit living, breathing people, and not just the ones on discs. XD

Also, for Christmas, I wanted to post two videos from *cue dramatic music* YOUTUBE! This one is a wonderful Christmas video one of my friends, Ailsa, made. I luffed it.

And here's another video that I absolutely adored. Not Christmas-y, and it's rap, but I liked it. Listen to the words as you watch the video: you'll see why I like it. Warning: Language isn't exactly G-rated. But hey, it's still very nice. I think it may be my new favorite Freddie tribute.

Well, I'm going to go ahead and sign off. Merry Christmas, everybody!

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Just to show that I like some modern music...

I'm hoping to expand this list in the future, but as for now, here's a list of modern bands that I REALLY like.

Franz Ferdinand
Franz Ferdinand - franz ferdinand

Mika (But not at the wrong times, or else he can be REALLY annoying.)
The Bravery

Tres Bien!
Vote Tres Bien

Panic! At The Disco
panic at the disco

Smile Empty Soul
Smile Empty Soul

Green Day

Sadly, that's all I can think of right now...


First of all, I want to say this to that "troll": I'm sorry for sounding like I was mocking you. I felt mocked, so I immaturely mocked back. Obviously, I was mistaken. And thank you for Don't know if that's the right word. But anyway, thanks for letting it end on a good note.

But I did have fun with the debate. Sorry if it went a bit too far.


Friday, December 21, 2007

I want it all!!!

Okay, so I have some time off (TWO WEEKS!!! NO SCHOOL!!!)...I start a lot of my entries off with "okay..." Well, whatever. Anyway, I thought I could blog a bit. I luff blogging. 'Tis fun.

But I had a point to this entry! 8D Ain't that a rarity?

There's a saying that I've taken up which Anita Dobson said originally: "I want it all, and I want it now." I love that saying. Whenever I'm feeling over worked or stressed or like I am lacking that last spurt of energy to get my work done or like all in general is absolutely hopeless (Ladies and gentlemen, that is what we call a RUN ON.), I will say it to myself or else listen to the song "I Want It All" by Queen. It just gets me pumped...XD I just got a mental image of The Terminator...

(Sorry for the hyperness: I'm just REALLY happy right now. It's almost Christmas, my exams are over, I don't have school...Yeah.)

Now, when I say "I want it all," I know that I won't necessarily get it all. For all I know, I might end up working a burger joint...Ew, so maybe not that...I don't want to deal with ground cow corpses for a living...But you get my point! Even though I might not get it all, that does not mean in any way that I am not trying my hardest, even at the age of fifteen, to get it all. I study harder than anybody I know. I write all the time. I'm in all advanced classes, even one advanced version of a math class that most people don't take until they are two years older than I am. I might not be the smartest person ever, the most talented, the best looking, fastest running, whatever, but by John, Paul, George, and Ringo! I'm trying!

So I thought I'd make a list of what "it all" means to me. Why not? I know it'll probably change. I know I'll probably find this when I'm thirty and laugh at it. But do I care? No siree, I don't.

Let's see:

~to have a novel published by the time I'm 20.
~to graduate high school as valedictorian.
~to graduate from college early.
~to do an exchange program to the UK sometime while I'm in high school.
~to meet my idols!
~to become some sort of music-centered journalist. I'd love to work for the Rolling Stone.
~to hit the New York Times Best Seller List! MULTIPLE TIMES!
~to not necessarily be filthy rich, but to go without ever wanting anything.
~to donate a butt load of money to wonderful AIDS organizations, especially the Mercury Phoenix Trust. I want to write at least one book that has all of its proceeds donated to the Trust.
~to go to either China or Africa for atleast a month to help in an orphanage.
~to adopt a Chinese girl later on in my life, like in my 50's or 60's.
~to never fully retire. pipe + sweet tea + rocking chair on the front porch = MISERY
~to *maybe* get married, and if I do, to a loving man that cooks and is a musician. XD I can't cook. Which brings me to...
~to (and this might sound weird) have a close gay guy friend.
~to *maybe maybe* have kids. My favorite names are Joan, Sadie, Alice, James, Jude (favorite name of all time), and (much to my mother's dismay) Antigone, although I'm not that mean to name someone that.
~to be with someone that I am absolutely crazy in love with.
~to have a summer manor in Ireland, a flat in London, and a condo in Atlanta. I have expensive taste. XD I'll settle for the London flat, though.
~to collaborate with Mary Austin on a biography about Freddie Mercury.
~to stay in Freddie's house in Kensington for a month.
~to be able to buy my parents a nice house.
~to have my name heard around the world! I'd rather have fame than fortune, mainly just because I want my messages to get out there, no matter how inane they may be.

So, yes. I am a very ambitious girl. ;) That was fun to write. ^_^

Anyway, I think I'm going to go mess about on YouTube...Maybe I'll write. Who knows? Might find another troll to entertain myself with.

Bye! <3 And Merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

I'm going to go ahead and post Video of the Week early...

Arguing with trolls = fun

I found this guy seriously entertaining. XD Here's the conversation that I had with this guy on YouTube about Robert Plant: (Psst...I'm 2happy4emo, in case you didn't know.)

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Listen: Plant has lived a fuller life than most of you combined. Stop putting him down for what he choses to do, alright? So what if he acts a little "too young?" Atleast he's still around, still performing, still enjoying himself! If it makes him happy, why does it matter? Besides, can you really see him on a front porch somewhere in a rocking chair with a pipe?

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How do you know what his living is? Are you in the head of RP? Do you hang out with him 24x7?Many laugh at folks who do what RP is doing at Karoke, Many would say Karoke folks are wacked.RP does not sound much better than most Karoke lounge singers.

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Okay, sure. Whatever. Just go on spouting your negativity. Try to make yourself sound better than Robert. By the way, I'm pretty sure it's not working. Atleast not in my eyes. If you don't like Robert, then don't watch this stuff. It's that simple.

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And who are you, again? Somehow you seem to suffer from delusion that you can order about folks on a public forum when you explode with such childlike intellect -- "If you don't like Robert, then don't watch this stuff."I will watch more. I will mock the 58 year old Tall Groove One as much as it strikes me to do so. RP = Karoke Tall Groove One

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Alright, then. Whatever makes you happy. Also, since you seem to want to tear everybody else's "childlike intellect" down by correcting his or her English, I have this to say: "karoke" is not a word.

And by the way, I wasn't "exploding." I was merely stating my opinion, just like you are. Seems to me that you are the one that is "exploding" by defending your opinion over and over. That's fine, but what is getting annoying is how pretentious you are making yourself sound, how negative. You don't like Plant? That's perfectly fine. But don't insult the people that do, and stop trying to sound intelligent by putting other people down. That proves nothing.

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I defend nothing. Many like you seem to be defending has-beens Jimmy Plagiarist and Robert Plant.

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KARAOKE lets folk sing to backing tracks. KARA from "empty" in Japanese and OKE an abbreviated taking from orchestra. The word is well-known among the world.2happy4emo, quit while you are behind.

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I know that. Thanks for the reminder, though: it's been a while since I've heard it. Maybe you were just making typoes or something.Anyway, I guess I will go ahead and quit. You're 44, according to your profile. I'm 15. So, if knowing that you've "beaten" a fifteen year old girl at a stupid debate in the comment section of a video upload on YouTube gives you satisfaction, then I'm more than happy to give that satisfaction to you. Good night. :)

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What does it say about your mom and dad that you would harrass an elder?

I got a kick out of that.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Odd, odd dream...

Yeah, I'm done with studying for now. So I shall blog more.

I had the weirdest dream last night. It was good, but...odd. In the dream, I was sitting in Sunday school at a church somewhere. The teacher was my bus driver, a small, elderly woman undergoing cancer treatment. I don't remember anything she said, or even if I heard anything she said in the dream, but next to me sat none other than Roger Daltrey. Yep. I was in Sunday school with Roger Daltrey. I looked at him, and he at me. He smiled. So did I. He was older, perhaps in his 50's/60's. I reached out and took his hand. In the dream, it felt like that was the first time I had ever done that, but we both seemed comfortable with it. There wasn't anything romantic to it (Danny just breathed a sigh of relief. XD), but...I don't know. The last thing I remember was him cupping my hand in his and lacing his fingers through mine. I looked down very pointedly at our hands: his was a lot bigger than mine, his fingers stretching the webs between mine, but not uncomfortably so. Then I woke up.

I dunno...It seems surreal to me, but the more I think about it, the more it seems like maybe my subconcious is trying to tell me something. Maybe I've "found religion" in music?

Yeah...I'm insane. XD


(Moonie = <3)
I used to meditate all the time: at one point, I got it down to such a science that I could "go zen," as I called it, in a crowded, busy, loud room. I've never really followed any specific method of meditation: I just did whatever felt right to me.

But, nearly two years ago, I had an experience that freaked me out: I was focusing on a candle, and the walls looked like they were moving. Bit of a long story.

Anyway, I think I'm going to give it another go. I just meditated for about ten minutes, and I feel more content, more peaceful, more calm than I have for ages. I wish I could have done it longer, but I have to study for finals (I really shouldn't be blogging right now).

At first I wondered how to go about it. I laid down, palms up, in silence. My head wouldn't shut up. I tried a mantra. Didn't work. Tried listening to a steady beat, trying to regulate my heart rate to match my clock. Really didn't work. But I turned on the radio, and back to back, Bohemian Rhapsody then Pinball Wizard came on. About five minutes in, I felt heavy, leadened all over. Not painfully so, but almost as if I wasn't able to move. Then, the heaviness lessened. I didn't feel light, just normal. After Pinball Wizard, I had to go, and when I tried to get up, it was a little difficult: not sure why. It was a bit sluggish: I didn't "pull myself out" all at once.

So, do you have any methods for meditation? I'm especially interested in the more Hindu based methods (no, I'm not Hindu, I'm just *interested.* There's a difference.) I dunno...Music seems to work the best for me. I love it when I can get so lost in a song that it's all there is. I sound a bit stoned, don't I?

Anyway, I gotta go. Wish me luck on my midterms.

Love, Grey

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Video of the Week

XD It's been a long time since I've typed that, hasn't it? Yeah...I thought it would be nice. :) My finnicky computer decided to work, so what's a better way to celebrate?

Let see...Now off to MTV to choose le video!

Led Zeppelin! Knebworth! 1979! KASHMIR!!!!!!!! Yes. Zeppy excites me. But you already knew that, didn't you?

Okay...I've got to go write something for writing club...This is starting to feel a bit like drudgery. I love it. I'm not afraid of commitment when it comes to writing (I've written a novel and am about halfway finished with the rough draft of another), but for my writing group, we are assigned a topic, and we have to write something to be presented in a week's time. It can't be too long. Most are short stories. There are some brilliant writers in the group, and I love them to death. I love writing. But I'm REALLY obsessive: it's extremely hard for me to write a short story, most of which are difficult for me to keep under ten pages, and then, once developing that enough to write that, not write more and more and more until, wow, holy crap! Novel idea. That's not good. I already have around five fairly developed ideas, two of which I'm writing right now (and one that I'm dedicating my half-sane mind to).

And that's another thing. I've found my groove for my novel that I'm working on right now. It took me AGES. You remember that fantasy deal all those months ago, where I said that I was just fiddling about? Well, I stopped fiddling, and that bad boy's well on its way to being a fully finished novel. I even mentally roughed out the epilogue. That might not sound like much, but that's huge for me.

Okay, I need to stop whining and write that thing for writer's club. Microsoft Word, here I come. *cue dun dun dun DUN!*

Bye. Love you all. ^_^

Monday, December 10, 2007

Good news!

I can start up Video of the Week again! About 30 seconds ago, I realized that, on MTV, there is an embedding option. MTV owns the music videos, and if they're allowing it, then hey! It's allowed. XD This makes me happy.

But all the videos can't be Queen. Not even close. :/ MTV didn't have many Queen videos, last time I checked. But that's alright. There's tons of other videos. ^_^ Like Zeppy. And Blondie. And Paramore. Yes, I like Paramore.

So, I'm back to taking requests! :) Leave 'em in a comment!


Jimmy Page: I don't know if I should thank you and fall down at your feet or send you an angry fan letter. You are one of my idols. You are AWESOME. But you're a tease. "It would be rather selfish of us just to do the one show, wouldn't it?" you jokingly told one interviewer (that might not be the exact quote, but it's what I heard). What's THAT supposed to mean?! Is there going to be more than one show, or are you just trying to be spiteful to your other fans?

And Robert Plant. Oh, Robert, Robert, Robert. You are the epitome of rock god. I love you, man. I really do. You've got the pipes. You've got the charisma. You've got the x-factor. You're sexy, alright? Sexy rock god...I had a point...See? You even made me lose my point. Anyway. You said you're retiring. WHY?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Okay, so that was a bit severe. *ahem* Why? Why are you retiring? You're barely 60! Paul McCartney's 65, and he's still touring! And I could list tons of other musicians, most of which have absolutely NOTHING on you, that are older than you and still touring. PLEASE don't retire. PLEASE tell me this is some sort of joke between you and Jimmy and that you're really going to do a tour.

To the whole band: Only doing one show isn't fair. I know it sounds childish: I am childish. But it's not fair. America made you who you are. You wouldn't be near as famous if it weren't for our teenagers, our groupies, our Plaster Casters and Miss Pamelas and Lori Maddoxes, our record sales. So why only one show? And think of all of your new fans. I'm 15, and I can scarcely go a day without seeing atleast three Led Zeppelin shirts around my high school (oftentimes, I'm wearing one of them). You've still got a ton of fans, and tons of people are being made into "converts" everyday! I, personally, am a HUGE fan. I know I'm not the biggest: I wouldn't stalk you, I wouldn't bid all of my savings on eBay for a lock of Robert Plant's hair, etc. But I'm still a pretty big one. You guys inspire me. I'm writing a novel that was inspired by a mixture of mysticism, Hinduism, but mainly Led Zeppelin and your music. Heck, I even have four characters based off of each member of the band. So you see? Huge fan. Slightly obsessive fan, I'll admit. I'd love to see you guys.

PS: Jimmy, I hope your finger is all better. ^_^

And I just found out that Pete Townshend was also at the concert. -_- Did I do something bad to deserve this?

Okay, I'm going to stop griping now. In spite of it all, I'm just happy that you're doing one final show, and that some people are going to be able to see you. ^_^ I love you all. I couldn't possibly really be angry with you.

(I REALLY hope they don't read that. Like they'd ever come here, anyway. XD)

Dear John, Jimmy, Robert, and Jason...

First of all, I want to say how much I love the Zeppelin. I love you guys. You're awesome. You give me chills. I'm pretty sure there aren't words in the English language to properly encompass your awesomeness. Now, that being said, I've got a bone to pick with you:

Easiest first: Jason Bonham. Can't find anything wrong. You rock. You're one of my favorite drummers. ^_^

John Paul Jones: Where have you been? You went into this sort of retirement thing, and haven't come out until now. But you did come out, so that's good. ^_^

-_- I have to go to school. I'm not finished with you yet.

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Saturday, December 08, 2007

Charity stuff...

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Grey's being a good Samaritan. ^_^ And she's helping more charities now than just Mercury Phoenix, without really having to pay anything. Isn't that great?

Grey should be an activist. Heck, Grey IS an activist!!!

...Grey also had too much coffee...

And she needs to stop refering to herself in third person.

ALRIGHTY! Here's a really cool website that I saw Friday, and it would make me cruel not to point it out now:

It's this vocabulary boosting site where you guess the definition of a word shown. For every word guessed correctly, the UN donates 20 grains of rice to hungry families around the world. How neat is that?

Hm...More stuff...I've been signing a few animal rights petitions lately. Yes, I finally took the plunge: I'm a vegetarian now. Not because I think eating meat is wrong (we're omnivores: I know this), but because I find it disgusting and cruel and disrespectful that we slaughter animals in factories. It makes me feel terrible, so I don't want to support that sort of mistreatment. Anyway, there are some petitions on to help out with animal rights things, like saving the whales or stopping animal testing in Europe. It's really cool. ^_^ And I emailed him on the matter of over fishing as well. He probably won't reply, but you know what? My computer was in contact with his. That makes me tingly. XD Wow, that sounded creepy...caffeine induced creepy...Trippy...

Yes. Caffeine affects me like cocaine affects the normal person.



Anyway...I have homework I need to do, but I think I'll blog some more instead. Love me! XD

(Note to self...No more coffee...EVER.)

December 1st was World AIDS Day, and in celebration, Queen + Paul Rodgers released a fantastic new song, available for free download. Again, go to the Curly Headed One's blog to get it:

Hm...There was an American music competition show, The Next Greatest American Band, that had Queen as its theme last night. 'Twas fantastic, except when this band of diminutive, pre pubescent boys, did We Will Rock You. That was NOT fantastic. But the Clark Brothers were. ^_^ They did These Are The Days Of Our Lives, and it made me cry. It was really good. One band did Sleeping On The Sidewalk (one of my favorites now, and it actually inspired a character in a story I'm thinking about writing), and another did Fat Bottomed Girls. All in all, it was quite good.

I've got about thirty minutes to burn before I have to go...Oh! I was going to do a list of my heroes. I got this idea whilst cleaning my uncle's bathroom (*cue whiny EEEWWW*), and thought, "Hey, why not?" I might add more to this later, but here's a start. XD I thought of apologizing for the randomness of this entry, but I figure you're pretty used to that by now.

People I Admire (some I know, some I don't)

my nana--She's the most devout Christian I know.

my mom--She's absolutely wonderful: I try my hardest to act like she does. She literally loves everyone.

my dad--He's really calm, or at least seems that way to me. ;)

John McVicar--In the 60's, he was #1 on Scotland Yard's most wanted list, with a dead-or-alive bounty posted on his head for armed robbery. He escaped from prison twice, but, once caught the final time, studied whilst in prison and was released in 1978. In 1974, his memoirs were smuggled out of the prison and published, in 1980 he scripted an autobiographical film, and he became one of Britain's leading journalists and talking heads, known for his honesty and uncompromising standpoints. He's one of my favorite writers. He completely did a 180` on his life.

Gandhi--He proved that you can accomplish anything you want without resorting to violence.

Brian May--His compassion astounds me.

John Lennon--his peace activism

MLK--same reason as Gandhi

Nelson Mandela--1.) His work with apparteid. 2.)His work with AIDS.

Freddie Mercury-- He never gave up, and he went out on top.

George Harrison--He remained calm, serene, while everything around him went nuts.

Keith Moon-- He wasn't afraid of who he was. He embraced it, and then proceeded to lob a TV out the window of his hotel.

Jesus--"He who has not sinned, cast the first stone."

Stephen--The one from the Bible. He died for his beliefs, and is known as the first Christian martyr.

Bono--The way he gets fired up about politics and gets the youth into it.

Bob Dylan--Same reason as Bono.

Jimmy Page--his charity work in South America. And his guitar playing. XD He's the one that got me interested in doing something about Peace Corps. (Even though I don't think he has any affiliation with it...O_o) He also got out of heroin, which is something that I admire in ANYBODY.

Buddha--I'm not Buddhist, but a lot of his philosophies make a lot of sense and are calming. I respect Confucious in the same manner.

Pete Townshend--For his misunderstood genius.
Sir Paul McCartney--For his philanthropic work. Also doesn't hurt that he's my favorite Beatle.
Roger Daltrey--If I could be in as good of shape as he is, I might not be so deathly clumsy. XD

Alright, that's all I can come up with right now. I'll add more later. These people are in NO WAY in order: I just put them down as they came to me. And I don't admire every single aspect about most of them. For example, I may admire John Lennon's activism, but the way he treated his first wife and son, Julian, absolutely sucked. I look up to Jimmy Page for his activism, but as far as his dealings with the occult...I want nothing to do with that. And some of my reasons seem silly. I know that. And I also know that I have a lot of people that most wouldn't name on here, but that's because I admire everybody for some quality they have. Nobody is all bad, so everybody must have atleast one admirable quality.

Anyway! I'm going to sign off for now. I think I'll play that rice game a bit more. ^_^

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