So I think I'm going to use it myself as a post title for anything subject, thing or moment that is currently pissing me off from now on.
I don't know what's been up with my mom these last few days, but whatever. I wake up this morning and my mom starts pretty much interrogating me if there is a job market out there. I've lost count of how many times I've had to put up with this crap, especially since she does it every couple of months. It doesn't help that 9/10ths of the people I meet or people who are friends of my parents have never heard of Anthropology and I have to give them the quick rundown of what it is, and then they begin with their shit of: "Are you sure you can get a job studying that?" and "why don't you study to be a doctor?" Because I don't fucking want to be a doctor. I think learning about why we as humans are so culturally different is fucking amazing, amusing and exceptional. I want to get my Ph. D. in Anthropology and if that bugs you well too fucking bad people. Thankfully I've at least got one person who supports my ambitions.
Right now I'm just looking forward to having lunch with my baby and cooling my head off a bit. Also the song below came up in my iTunes (as I'm in the middle of writing a 3 page paper) and I forgot how catchy it was, plus the video is a funny one. Adioso blog
baby, you got me all wrong
and maybe I'm not at all down and out
I'm high and I'm in
don't you know who I am?
I'm the jaded one with pop insensitivity
and when I finish struggling
we can make our way to the dance floor and stand like strangers in an elevator stuck between stories
I always find myself in the middle of your stories
with the camera as a witness I will suffer [x2]
if everything I do is wrong
then by god I'll do it right [x4]
we don't dance, no no no
we got class
no we don't have any fun at all
it's the new style and we know it
we're not stunning
we're just stunned
and we're lying for a living
we're lying for a living[x2]
don't you know who I am?
I'm the real thing with low-key sensibilities
I don't need what I got half as much as everyone covets it
well if loving me is wrong, then god damn you do it right [x2]
it turns us on to turn you down
we're turned on to turn you down
and maybe I'm not at all down and out
I'm high and I'm in
don't you know who I am?
I'm the jaded one with pop insensitivity
and when I finish struggling
we can make our way to the dance floor and stand like strangers in an elevator stuck between stories
I always find myself in the middle of your stories
with the camera as a witness I will suffer [x2]
if everything I do is wrong
then by god I'll do it right [x4]
we don't dance, no no no
we got class
no we don't have any fun at all
it's the new style and we know it
we're not stunning
we're just stunned
and we're lying for a living
we're lying for a living[x2]
don't you know who I am?
I'm the real thing with low-key sensibilities
I don't need what I got half as much as everyone covets it
well if loving me is wrong, then god damn you do it right [x2]
it turns us on to turn you down
we're turned on to turn you down
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