Oh Silly Me...

I stumbled across this while going though my past entries on my Xanga days. It gave me a good laugh. As some of you know, I graduated with an Business Economics major. So I guess Junior year I decided to pursue my short lived dream of being a poet.

The Econ Poem

Point A Point B Point C
What is the point of all this eventually?

Can your supply meet my demand?
Cause they go hand in hand. 
Will you meet me at the intersection? 
Or do you need further direction?

Oh the many curves there are
How suggestive they look from afar 
But there doesn't seem to be enough labor 
As the output just isn't enough to savor

With my income
Is it possible to get some
That price is looking kind of high 
Maybe i'll settle for some substitutes and get by

But that wouldn't be satisfying though 
That's something you and I would know
So let's be efficient here I say
And reach a feasible point today

I'm trying to read the graph 
It's a bit hard as the lines seem to overlap 
What are you trying to tell me,
With all that productivity?

Are you satisified with your indifference curve there?
It isn't that far from the origin if you care
And I think we can push it out some more 
Because where we're at is a sight that's sore

So at half past noon
Meet me at the equilibrium and call
Not a moment too soon
Will you be my econonimist once and for all?

Wow I was such a dork. hahaha But actually if you've taken upper div Econ, some of the concepts actually make sense. Reading my old entries makes me realize that I was a lot more dorky and I miss it! :( Time to bring out my inner dork once again. 

The Hands Up Disease

While listening to the radio, my friend Joe brought up a very good point. It seems as though all the songs are requiring us to do one thing. What is it? To put our hands up in the air. Why is it that suddenly just about every current song on the radio are asking up to put our hands in the air??? When did that become the "cool thing to do"? After awhile that's ish gets tiring. It's like my hands are constantly in the air in the car! Which means no hands on the wheel...therefore leading to unsafe driving. Or at the club. Which means while i'm holding a drink at the club, I have to lift that up too? It means i'm working out unevenly with about a 16oz weight. Or I have to be double fisting to get an even work out. Either way....no bueno. To prove my point, I have gathered some evidence of all the current songs with this "hands up" disease and have described my feelings towards each one.

California Gurls// Katy Perry

California gurls, we’re undeniable

Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock

West Coast represent, now put your hands up

(Now if you don't put your hands up, you're just not being patriotic to the West Coast and that would be kinda fcked up.)

Party In The USA//Miley Cyrus

Got my hands up, they’re playin’ my song

And now I’m gonna be okay

Yeah! It’s a party in the USA!

(It is true. When someone is playin' my song, I just GOTTA put my hands up!)

Dynamite//Taio Cruz

Hands in the air

Put your hands in the air

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes

Saying a-yo

Gotta let go!

(This one is better because it requires me to throw my hands up in the air only SOMETIMES. Makes me feel like I still got free will. Nice.)

Like a G6// Far East Movement

Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up

Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up

Hell yeaaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo hands up

(It is true. This song does make me put my hands up. I do it in hopes of owning a G6 someday.)

Club Can’t Handle Me//Flo.rida

Watching you watching me we go all out

The club can’t even handle me right now (yeahhhh)

Put your hands up! Put your hands up! Put your hands up!

(Pretty sure if everyone in the club put their hands up, I wouldn't be able to handle the club and all the sweaty pits they got goin' on.)

Just A Dream//Nelly

If you ever loved somebody put your hands up.

And now they’re gone and you wish you could give them everything

I said, if you ever loved somebody put your hands up

If you ever loved somebody put your hands up

And now they’re gone and you wish you could give them everything

(This is too depressing. I don't even have the energy left to put my hands up).

Put Your Hands Up//Fatman Scoop

You got a $100 dollar bill, put your hands up!

You got a $50 dollar bill, put your hands up!

You got a $20 dollar bill, put your hands up!

You got a $10 dollar bill, put your hands up!

(This actually comes in handy. I now know who to ask for money. This makes hustling easier. Nioce.)

All I Do Is Win//DJ Khaled

And every time I step up in the building

Everybody hands go up

And they stay there, and they say “yeah,” and they stay there

Up, down, up, down, up, down

‘Cause all I do is win, win, win A

nd if you goin’ in, put your hands in the air, make ‘em stay there

(Well this is just plain torture. Not only do I have to put my hands up but they have to go up, down, up, down, up, down like a freakin' workout. And THEN I gotta make 'em stay there?!?! Dude, what's wrong with you? And i'm doing this just cause you're stepping in the building? You're not even cute!)

With so many demands for us to "put our hands up," it can be really confusing about how to handle the situation. My best advice? Use deodorant. If you're gonna be following this trend, you might as well do it while smelling good. None of us want to smell yo' stank. My choice of preference is this deodorant. Invisible dry and I get to smell like Wild Freesia? Win.

Friday Night & The Feelings Right

It's 9:30PM Friday night. Lily & I were at her house trying to come up with ideas on how to entertain ourselves for the night. We couldn't come up with anything so since we had just gone shopping, I suggested we just throw on a little something new and go to Gyu Kaku to eat since we were kind of hungry. We get to the restaurant and while we wait for our table Lily suggests "Hey, let's act like a lesbian couple. Come on! We're here to celebrate our anniversary! Should it be 1 year? Nah, 6 months is good." Of course my initial reaction is wtf? Put yourself in my shoes. The girl you've shared a room and bathroom with for the last 3 years asks you to pretend to be a lesbian couple for the night...........Wth, right? I laugh but i'm intrigued by the idea because it's so ridiculous that no one does it but at the same time it's so embarrassing. I look at her and say "No, it's going to be so embarrassing. What's the point?" She answers me, "For fun. Come on, cheap thrills." Those are the words and the little bit of hesitation I have is gone. Cause for the sake of cheap thrills, i'm down.

So this is the night of Lily & my 6 month anniversary as a lesbian couple.

The server seats us walking past a bunch of packed tables into a semi secluded room with a very roomy booth for us, and a group of around 6 at the booth next to us. We sit down semi disappointed because the lack of large groups means the less fun and the small intimate group next to us in this enclosed space might just make it even more awkward. The server hands us our menus and Lily tells her that we're celebrating our 6 month anniversary. She congratulates us with a smile and wishes us a happy anniversary. The table next to us overhears it and it's obvious because all of them are looking over at us. As we order, we start playing our roles as the lesbian couple. Because i'm wearing a long maxi dress, I start acting more dainty and girly while Lily says things like "You want water too, right babe?" in front of the waiter. I'm pretty sure everyone believed us because I mean, what 2 normal girls would joke about something like that? Us apparently.

Here's my "girlfriend" with our food. I'm not sure if it's because of a) natural instinct and reflex with the room placement or b) because we're girls or c) people thought we were lesbian but guys would past by our booth to go to the bathroom and i'd end up accidentally making eye contact with them as they walked back looking in. Let's go with option C.

So we order sesame ice cream for dessert but to our surprise another waitress comes in with our ice cream with additional s'mores on top and a lit candle. She congratulates us saying "Happy Anniversary" and the other waitress comes back in smiling saying the dessert is on her. LOL oops? Haha hustling dessert by accident. The group next to us starts saying/singing happy birthday and at this point I feel pretty freakin' awkward.

Here we are with our 6 month anniversary free dessert on the house. Don't we make a cute couple? Afterwards we decided to grab a drink at Tin Lizzie. Of course right? For those around the area you'd know it's a pretty popular gay bar. hahaha The perfect way to end our night. Here's Lily with a bunch of cute gay men in the background.

After we grabbed a drink at Tin Lizzies as wallflowers we decided to end the night on a straight note. So we end up going to a nearby bar and 5 minutes in, Lily was immediately approached by a drunk creeper. Ah....the life of a straight girl. How I missed it so...hahaha

So yeap, this is how Lily and Tiffies do on Friday night. All done in the name of cheap thrills. And shoutout to Lilycakes cause I know she's reading this ish. Happy 6 month Lilycakes, but uh, let's hold up on the texts. It was a one night thing all right?

Behind The Scenes

What are some of the best ways to get to know a person? They say you can tell a lot about a woman with the items she carries in her purse. I assume that the male equivalent would be the trunk of his car. To bring a balance to the two, I decided to take a spontaneous picture of all the items in my back trunk. So here is an uncensored picture of Miss Whatswong's back trunk.

Items Found

1. "Obey" white cardigan

2. Two shooting range paper targets (which reminds me, I need to pick up my laminated shooting license from the place-license to kill, thas whatsup)

3. East of Eden paperback

4. Old issue of Cosmopolitan

5. Random issue of OC Metro concerning the 20 women to watch out for (i'm probably in it)

6. Case of water

7. Costco pack of Orbit gum

8. Random almost empty bottle of Barcardi Rum that I have no idea where it came from

9. Giant Shin ramen cup that people are amazed about but disappointed to find out that it is actually a tissue holder

10. Blue window squeezie & plastic bags

11. A decorative red striped "T" a guy friend gave to me as a gift that I obviously treasure so much...........and left it in my car trunk instead of using it.......

Well that's a bunch of random ish that's accumulated....... Yeah, I don't know what you're going to take from this. I am who I am. Which is...not your average Christian girl I suppose. Remember my previous entry of "don't judge"? Looks like a perfect time to put it in practice. Didn't think i'd have you doing real life application too huh? haha Sucka. On second thought, maybe I should've just stuck with the purse idea. haha

Miss Whatswong