A Matter of Manners
(Emmie's response)
You complain over the playing field? Very well, I'm a gentleman, choose a new one.
Bring it. I'll be waiting.
A Matter of Manners
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Oh... It's on.
She started it.
Emmie said...
You... Oh it's on.
Emmie said...
I challenge you to a contest to see which one of us is more competitive.
You... Oh it's on.
Oh, did I mention this was in one take? ;)
Let the competition begin.
Edit:
Emmie's Response: http://nyeshnyesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/bring-it-on-brotha.html
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(VG)Online Music Services
Hey guys, instead of doing my standard blog post, I decided that I should probably try something new today. I decided that I would read it to you on a video. Sooo this is basically a vlog post. Enjoy my face.
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I Read Blogs
First things first, if you are going to read this post, you must read it out loud and imitate the cat. It's that simple. If not, you should stop reading now. Kay? Kay.
Hey you! Yes, you! Have you ever wondered what it would be like if someone actually read all your blog posts? Well, today's your lucky day!
<-Dis is ur face.
Hey you! Yes, you! Have you ever wondered what it would be like if someone actually read all your blog posts? Well, today's your lucky day!
<-Dis is ur face.
"OH RLY?!?!!?!?!"
(Absurd number of exclamation and question marks.)
YES RLY!
Why? Because I read your blogs! I'm not one of those, "neh, that doesn't look that interesting to me, maybe I'll go look at some pictures of kittens and come back later... AWWWWWWW. (DISTRACTED FOR LIFE.)"
No. That is not me, that is you. So here's a word of encouragement for all you bloggers that I'm following. I read your posts. All of dem, and hold them close to my kitten-like-heartish-shaped-object. The important part is that you make sure that I am indeed following you. Otherwise... Well...
(Though I personally prefer "forever a stone.")
I'm a hard core blog reader, I mean I read backlogs of backlogs. If I follow your blog, I've most likely (and no guarantees, I may have missed a couple) have read all of your posts. (The exception to this being Megan Squared. <-So worth reading.)
So don't worry and be happy in the words of Bobby McFerrin. I'll read your posts. If I'm not following your blog: chat me, beep me if you wanna reach me. Yes, Kim Possible FTW.
I charge ye all this moment to write brilliant blog posts so that I can read them. Does anyone else feel that it's almost time to do another round of the blog challenge?
Most pontiferously yours,
Stevie
(No, I don't know what pontiferously means.)
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One Step Closer
Walls shift from grey to green
a world away a cry is heard
I've forgotten, forgotten how to feel
Everything I told myself I'd learned.
One step back.
The sky is turning like the hands of a clock,
When slow motion hits, I'm stuck and I stare,
Frozen in a moment of time, waiting for the knock,
Seeing rain through window panes, and I forgot I care.
Glistening lakes of spun gold are what I've been told
To travel along, trusting time to tell.
Finally, it seems I've lost my hold,
and all I know is that everything I thought I'd had, others wouldn't even try to sell.
Worthless.
And as I watch the trees begin to sway,
I realize I've been procrastinating on listening for so long.
I kneel, and take this moment to pray
a prayer of obedience, my heart sings his song.
And I can see, that he is so much more than me,
despite my futile attempts to elevate my own dreams,
I am less, he is more, why couldn't I see?
I was blinded by ambition for broken seams.
I wish I knew then what I know now,
I would've dived in, I would've bowed down.
...But... I'm one step closer.
a world away a cry is heard
I've forgotten, forgotten how to feel
Everything I told myself I'd learned.
One step back.
The sky is turning like the hands of a clock,
When slow motion hits, I'm stuck and I stare,
Frozen in a moment of time, waiting for the knock,
Seeing rain through window panes, and I forgot I care.
Glistening lakes of spun gold are what I've been told
To travel along, trusting time to tell.
Finally, it seems I've lost my hold,
and all I know is that everything I thought I'd had, others wouldn't even try to sell.
Worthless.
And as I watch the trees begin to sway,
I realize I've been procrastinating on listening for so long.
I kneel, and take this moment to pray
a prayer of obedience, my heart sings his song.
And I can see, that he is so much more than me,
despite my futile attempts to elevate my own dreams,
I am less, he is more, why couldn't I see?
I was blinded by ambition for broken seams.
I wish I knew then what I know now,
I would've dived in, I would've bowed down.
...But... I'm one step closer.
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How To Pretend Like You Know Pop Music
Do you have a trouble keeping up with the CONSTANT barrage of pop music? Are you not capable of spending every living moment listening to the latest and greatest.... or perhaps not so great?
Listen to only the most irritating of pop songs, the ones that will drive people crazy.
Here's my secret to surviving in society in a world with 30+ pop hits coming out every day:
Listen to only the most irritating of pop songs, the ones that will drive people crazy.
What type of songs am I talking about?
I'm talking Rebecca Black legendary. I thought that song was dead, I hadn't heard about it for a while until I looked at one of my friend's status while typing the first sentence of this paragraph. It led me here.
Yeah, people are still complaining about/satirizing that stupid song. Yes, we all know it's idiotic, move on. The issue is that people don't really appear to be capable. Yesterday my DAD mocked Baby by Justin Bieber... So you want to be in the know about pop songs? You want to seem knowledgeable? Find the irritating ones and listen to them. May I suggest "Call Me Maybe" (you want to click that link, trust me) for today's audience? (Not that this song isn't well done, in fact I actually king of like... AGH IT HAS INFECTED ME.)
Warning: These types of songs are extremely catchy and will most likely get stuck in your head for hours on end.
The point is, people like to talk about things that bring them discontent even more than that which contents them. Therefore, if you keep up with those songs that most people don't like, they'll most likely think you're up to date on all of music. Ironic right?
Congratulations, you are now a boss of pop music. Go listen to some terrible songs.
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Mmm. Toasty.
Well hullo thar.
Summer is here, with all it's beautiful sunshine and extreme heat. (/fainted)
I must say that I am extremely glad to be free from all the stress of school. It was beginning to take over my life (quite literally).
AND LIKE THE REST OF YOU I'M FREEEEE!!!!
In all the sanctity of human life, I've actually been kind of lazy and not interested in blogging. I'm sorry. I apologize for my innate human interactions. SO LET'S DO STUFF!
Summer is here, with all it's beautiful sunshine and extreme heat. (/fainted)
I must say that I am extremely glad to be free from all the stress of school. It was beginning to take over my life (quite literally).
... This might be shopped. It might not. The world may never know.
Anyways... One of you might be smart enough to notice that June 13, and my school officially ended on June 8th.... Erm. I was hunting unicorns.
In all the sanctity of human life, I've actually been kind of lazy and not interested in blogging. I'm sorry. I apologize for my innate human interactions. SO LET'S DO STUFF!
Has this song been stuck in anyone else's head?
HEY I JUST MEETCHUU AND THIS IS CRAZYY BUT HERE'S MAH NUMBA....
*Lol, no you can't actually have my number... creeper.*
It's ridiculously catchy. I have a brilliant video to film in mind. Sadly, it won't live up to the quality that my mind is currently projecting it, but I'll probably make it... Cuz I love you guys like that. Yup.
If you haven't seen this video watch it right now. That's an order.
Davina and Emmie (my two sisters-but-not-really-I-kind-of-adopted-them) made me proud at a party by succumbing to my peer pressure (as did Hannah and Caroline) and playing water polo. Well done good and faithful sisters. Teehee.
Well, I have other things to obliterate my time upon, so I will leave ye all with this:
If a polar bear steals your french fries, give him more... Oh wait, you don't have any more. My bad.
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