Plaid Ponderings: Thoughts of a Lezz
Mini Brittany and Rainbow Santana gifs are by this lovely.
Moustache Glee gifs are by this genius. .
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the TA for one of my classes friended me on fb
i’m not sure how to feel about this
thinking of getting a tattoo after I finish this bitch of a...
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you guys make me SICK, SICK, SICK.
i loved this scene so so so so much.
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I wake every morning to find that the cats have brought in several flower heads from the garden outside and scattered them throughout the house,...
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If you have or will have student loans, you need to read this.
Something potentially life-changing for...
ofortune replied to your post: thispalekid replied to your photo: I made…
Move to right here and make food with me and open a diner and stuff!
Well this sounds magical.
I’m back home.
Which means that I’m not with internet access 24/7.
Which means that I don’t get to post as much as I usually do.
Plus I’m trying to get my writing portfolio/professional writing/communications blog/website up and running.
(Lord that was a lost of slashes)
But thankfully my parents are FINALLY looking into getting internet in our home asap.
So that’s good.
Hopefully I’ll be back asap and writing and blogging more about lady on lady lovin asap.
thispalekid replied to your photo: I made Seafood Cioppino for the first time for…
Sometimes I wonder why you aren’t a chef.
True fact.
I almost went to culinary school.
As in was accepted and was thinking about moving to another city to study.
Didn’t get a major scholarship that I worked on for days and really needed.
Sigh.
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Oh.
Hey reality.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzdctqlOwX1qcpj7wo1_1280.jpg)
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Text: I keep telling myself not to fall for the straight girl who lives thousands of miles away. I don’t think it’s working.]
Oh.
Hey reality.
So last night while I was watching Glee with my parents I kept expecting this awkward interactions about the whole Brittana kiss.
Instead all I got was the following:
Mom: What happened to her mother? I thought *breaks out into song* TANGOOOO MAUREEEEN was her mom?
Dad: Is this like RENT meets High Musical School?
Mom: Is the Julliard girl dating the girl that had a baby? Is there still a baby? She did have a baby, right?
Dad: Is the Jurassic Park guy the tall guy’s dad? Because his head is big like a T-Rex.
Mom: What is the blonde wearing? Why does she have fish on her dress? Is that an inside joke? Is she Dory?
Dad: …….So this is like RENT and the High Musical School.
I can’t even….my parents you guys….
This is going to be the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. In fact I’m already tearing up and I haven’t even started. I don’t know how to start out on writing about someone that honestly changed everything for music for me.
Whitney Elizabeth Houston, born on August 9 in 1963 was more than a singer or performer to me.
My parents had and played her “I’m Your Baby Tonight” album constantly when I was growing up. They played other artists, but it was only Whitney whose entire album I knew. I can recall jumping up and down and dancing around in my socks in the living room to the single “I’m Your Baby Tonight” with both my parents and sister. “I’m Your Baby Tonight” is and always be not just my favorite R&B album, but my favorite album of all time.
When Whitney did “The Bodyguard”, I was two. As soon as the soundtrack came out, I became obsessed with that one. My mother while pregnant with my sister would dance for hours to “I’m Every Woman” with me. Her rendition of Dolly Parton’s “I Will Always Love You” was the best selling single by a female artist in music history. This album didn’t just win her a Grammy for best soundtrack, it won her a part in making music history because she became the first act (solo or group, male or female) to sell more than a million copies of an album in the first week.
I’m going to speak very little about her problems with addiction. Because thinking and speaking about those bitter moments are not what made Whitney. What made Whitney was that God gave her a talent and a gift. She knew this and was never hesitant to show it. When she made an appearance on The Arsenio Hall Show she let loose a beautiful unscripted raw piece from her first song she ever performed in church. When she did the movie and the soundtrack, “The Preacher’s Wife”, it became the best selling gospel album of all time.
As time passed I fell even more in love with Whitney Houston. When she sang it was as though it was effortless. Whatever emotions the lyrics were supposed to portray and make the listener feel, I felt. I was enraged at some unknown guy for cheating on Whitney when she sang “It’s Not Right But It’s Okay” or “Heartbreak Hotel” Kelly Price and Faith Evans. I remembered how great a friendship is each and every single time I hear the hit “Exhale (Shoop Shoop)” from the Waiting to Exhale soundtrack. “Exhale” is actually my go to “everything will be fine” song. I listened to it right after I made my post about having to leave DC. I cried. Played the song. Didn’t cry again about leaving DC. I even fell in love with love listening to “Run to You” and her live performance of “All The Man That I Need”.
Some people are wondering why I’m so upset about her passing. It’s very simple. Because of her I love music. I was always “Team Whitney”. When people wrote her off and said that she wasn’t the same she used to be, I asked “Well who is?” I always wanted her to get better. I always believed she would get better.
Over the span of her career she won two Emmy Awards, six Grammy Awards, 30 Billboard Music Awards, and 22 American Music Awards, and numerous other wards that gave her a grand total of 415 awards throughout her career in 2010. This placed her in the Guinness World Records as being the most awarded female act of all time.
From her first big hit “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” to her last big hit ”I Look to You” I was a fan.
Whitney Houston was not a perfect woman. But without her, I would not have a love for music. I would not have an understanding of how music can aid a person when they need it the most. So for now, I shall go back to the multitude of memories that Whitney Houston gave me and remember her for who she was.
The artist. The mother. The woman.
The Voice.
- Holy hell I am in the most pain I have ever been in, in my life. I have severe cramps going on which is something I’m not used to at all and I’m sick. I have migraines, I’m congested, and I’m almost out of tissues and cough drops.
- My dream last night was literally a combination of Disney villains, Jurassic Park, and Grey’s Anatomy. I was there and I was dating Callie, which is frankly where the dream could’ve started and ended in my opinion, and Arizona was my best friend that I’d known all my life. We were also in a cabin. This is where it gets uber crazy. Scar from the Lion King brought to life all of these dinosaurs in a plot to further kill Mufasa since the stampede didn’t work. He also brought to life all the other villains from Disney and were leading all these dinosaurs to war against me, Callie, Arizona, and the good guys from the same Disney movies. The last thing I remember before waking up is circling under a table and hiding from two of those tiny dinos that look like baby T-rexes.
Listening to music.
Begins with Aretha Franklin singing “Don’t Play That Song For Me” live.
Followed by the remix version of Ludacris’ Fantasy.
- Everclear
- Smirnoff
- Everclear
- Sprite
- Hpnotiq
- Cranberry & vodka
- Everclear
I put Everclear three times because that shit is 95% alcohol and it kicked my ass after one shot.
Seriously. I took a sniff before I sipped it and I was like “Oh shit. I’m drunk”
But other than that Town was amazingly packed and filled with all the gays tonight.
There was a drag show and one of the divas did “One Night Only” from Dreamgirls.
I died.
This was the first time that I’ve ever been drunk. What an experience.
Turns out that I am a giggly drunk. I laughed for a solid 3 hours.
Best. Night. Ever.
Good News: I don’t have to reapply for next semester. I’m just taking a leave of absence instead of withdrawing. I’ll still have my position so to speak. My GPA won’t change and I won’t be punished for not attending this semester. I’ll even have a new room next semester, probably larger and on main campus. And I’ll even be able to apply for financial aid on time.
Bad News: I can’t register for other classes or attend another school while I’m on my leave of absence. Which is unfortunate because that means that I won’t be able to take summer classes back home for less like I had planned. This also means that I’ll have to have another semester more of school than I had planned.
Emotional News: I feel as though I had grown at being out and proud about being gay. It’s going to be a really huge adjustment to have to go back in the closet somewhat. I’m happy to be going back to my friends and family. I have missed them. I’ll get to be around my nephew a lot more which is something I’ve been craving. But this also means a lack of a gay friendly and gay positive community. This month alone there’s been about four or five anti-gay messages and laws trying to be passed by politicians in the area. But the good thing is I do have support in friends and family. So hopefully it shall balance everything out.
Hopefully I’ll be back tomorrow with a review on Obama’s SOTU address, Cynthia Nixon’s “gay is a choice”, Plaid videos, and something else to surprise you with that will get me back in the mood of being on Tumblr. A lot of people I used to follow aren’t posting anymore and there’s very little diversity on my dash at the moment.
So leave me some suggestions on who I should follow.
I need some peoples.
Ps. If I should be following you telllllll me why. Okay. Good night.
Yep.
This is about me and my education.
This is also about how I’ve honestly worked my ass off for over three years.
This is also about how I worked my ass off, grew as a person, fell back in love with learning again and then hit a roadblock called tuition.
Refresher for those who have forgotten what the previous post were about.
So here’s an update on the financial aid/tuition issue that I had before. Well I still have it. Unfortunately I’ve basically run out of time for me to get money. We were denied loans, they’re still out of financial aid for this semester, and they won’t let me put on the bill for this semester. So more than likely, I am withdrawing for the semester. I’ll have to start preparing go back home at the end of next week.
It’s supposed to be a snow/wintery mix tonight.
30 degrees.
I’m not going to be wearing a jacket.
$5 coat check.
No thanks.