Second Blogspot.

So, I've made a separate blogspot for posts on Tumblr that I've made over the past 8 months. Pieces that I copy into this second blogspot (Map the Soul II) are writings I've done that I actually like. I know on Tumblr sometimes I post really random, 1-2 lines posts or just reblog things, so I figure this blogspot will help me keep my thoughts more organized and let me see how I've changed mentally. Haha go follow it! :)

http://kuomichelle.blogspot.com

For my actual Tumblr: http://michellekuo.tumblr.com

I HATE it when people criticize music based only on fucking assumptions.

I’m no expert in hip hop or anything, but don’t go hating on what I listen to when you know NOTHING about it.

Today as I was listening to my iPod, another guy in class was wondering what kind of music I listen to. I said I can listen to anything, but preferably hip hop/rap. He replies, “Oh well I don’t like listening to guys talk about picking up hoes and getting drunk.” My best friend and I were like, “Uh.. we don’t either. We don’t listen to that kind of so-called “music.” We listen to the songs with actual MEANING.” He says, “But you guys just said you listen to rap! And that’s all that rappers talk about.” My friend and I were getting kind of heated from his stupid ignorance and said, “Wow, what kind of rap have you even listened to? Because rappers who ONLY talk about picking up hoes, in our eyes they don’t even deserve to be called real hip hop artists.” But, he still wouldn’t shut up about how hip hop sucks because apparently it’s ALWAYS just some guy talking about shallow topics like getting drunk at a club, over a boring beat. He took out his iPod and was like, “I only have one rap song in my entire iPod. It’s ‘Handlebars’ because I think it’s so funny. But yeah alternative is so much better because everything is a metaphor” blah blah. I got nothing against alternative, I just hated how he attacked my kind of music as if there was nothing metaphorical about it.

So then we made him listen to Motion Movement by Blue Scholars, Feather by Nujabes, and Fighters by Lupe Fiasco. How can you not like those songs, right? With Motion Movement, he was like “They’re so monotone!! It’s so boring!” So we said, “Well, listen to the LYRICS then at least!” And he said, “But they talk so damn fast I can’t understand a single thing they’re saying. They’re probably just talking about how many hoes they can pick up or something like that.”

At this point, my friend and I were really just aggravated by his ridiculous assumptions. So we showed him Feather, since he wanted something with a “metaphor.” and after a bit he was like, “The music makes me think of an ice cream truck! Cause it’s like a kiddie tune on a piano.” WOW, I was really getting irritated. Afterwards, my friend wanted to show him Fighters, since we’ve never met anyone who doesn’t like Lupe Fiasco. Apparently he got bored 30 seconds into the song.

We just gave up on him. We tried to help assist him in opening his mind to hip hop but nope, he still stereotypes it as guys talking about getting girls at a club and whatnot.

And this is why my future boyfriend will HAVE to have an open mind to music. Good taste in it is just a major plus in my book.

(via Tumblr)

Way to be picky...

What you said hurt me, mom. Not any offense towards me, but just the way you're being so hypocritical. I don't feel like going into details, but my gosh I am so aggravated right now.

I'm going to discipline myself this year.

I've already told myself this, I need to get better control over what I do. I'm resolved to sleep earlier, at least by 1-2am on weekdays. I'm getting a job in May after AP Euro because my family needs the money. I'm going to go to the gym more regularly, eat healthier, and by the end of the year I want to lose at least 10 pounds.

I'm not kidding, these are my main goals for this year. I feel really determined.

My brother.

I had the best talks with my brother this morning. We talked about a lot of things--I yelled at him because he's not putting any effort into looking for a job. He told me about what some of his friends said when they were all talking about their love lives. It turns out so far my brother has liked 3 girls since moving up here, but each time, that girl is already in a relationship. I give a lot of respect to my brother, because he got self-control. A couple of his idiot friends (cough, like Andy) were saying things like, Why don't you try to steal her away? (since he likes a girl right now at UW Bothell, but she already got a boyfriend). Andy made up excuses, like what if the guy is abusive, or doesn't treat her right. Then maybe my brother would be the right guy for her. But instead, my brother said, "If the guy doesn't treat her right and the girl is unhappy, I don't think stealing her away is the solution. I'd rather just talk to her about it because I care. If she's unhappy with her relationship, then she'd say so and figure out a way to get out of it. Stealing her away doesn't solve anything, I'd rather just be a friend first and help her through the situation."

It's interesting because I think I would say the same thing if I were him. And with those excuses Andy said, I now understand why he does the things he does. He makes stupid excuses, and has zero self-control.

My brother told me that in the past, he liked Allison and another time he liked Keala. During those times both of the girls already had a boyfriend. So what my brother did was he TOLD them he liked them since they were good friends anyways, so that the girls would know not to do anything that might accidentally lead him on. They'd be more careful and cautious to not do anything that would make my brother like them more. I think that's pretty smart :) Sure, it might affect the friendship a bit, but it's better than letting himself fall for them more and more, you know?

Got 3 hours of sleep last night.

And yet I'm so wide awake! Talked on the phone with Pogo for like 2 hours starting around 3am last night, so I didn't sleep until 5:30am last night. I had to get up at 8:30am to baby-sit Ling Ling and Lang Lang since mom was gone for awhile. It's weird, it's like I regret sleeping so late because I KNOW I need more hours of sleep each night, but I can't help it! It's practically like a habit to sleep at LEAST past 2am. And I probably would've slept a bit after 3am if Pogo didn't call, but when I talk on the phone I get wide awake. And each time I do a late-night phone call like that, I suddenly crash and want to sleep after a few hours into the call hahaha. I'm such an odd person -__-

Oh well I'm excited, get to go to Carmen's house today! I hella miss CAMP :/ I still talk to Carmen, Ann, and Priscilla but it's all always separately, instead of a GROUP like what we used to be. At least I got PLTM but that's sort of a totally different thing, you know? But yeah, it's almost been a year since a CAMP kickback and I miss them bunches.

Dance dance dance.

It turns out... if you don't go to Districts competition, you're not allowed to compete in State. WIAA rule. FUCK. I teared up a lot when Monika told me that, and then when I went home in my mom's car, I was crying like hell. Like seriously? State has been what I've been WAITING for this whole year. It's so important, and I don't think my parents understand how much it means to me. How much I want to go. Luckily I was able to convince my mom about it, as long as I can find another date of the special assembly day. What I'm worried about it Dad. When he makes a decision, he's fucking stubborn about it. And he's extremely close-minded and bases a lot of his choices off of assumptions. Pisses me off and frustrates me like crazy. I'm scared he'll say no. I'm scared he won't see how much State competition means to me. I'm scared I'll start breaking down and crying, and he'll get angry with me for putting dance over God. But that's the thing, I'm not! That's the reason why I want to find another day that the assembly will be held, so that I can go to that instead. The same material is covered anyways. But my gosh, if he says no... I'll feel so crushed. I already got mom's approval which got my hopes up, but if my hopes don't come true... Fuck. I think I might cry for a long time.