Ladies Night

I went to The Christina Aguilera Concert and it WAS AMAZING. DanityKane opened up the show, and along with me not understanding the name of their group, I couldn't understand a word they were singing. Giving them credit that they actually did sing, and they sounded decent but whether they were speaking English or not I couldn't tell you. Nope. THEEEENNN the Pussycat Dolls came on stage, wearing more sluttier outfits than DanityKane, and they looked awesome. And I'm not even a lesbian or a declared bi-sexual. Only three of them actually sang while the other three were mostly dancers. The main singer, Nicole, sounds better live than she does on their CD which was a surprise to me. The girls really should have their own tour if you ask me, they're ready and could pull it off.

But after the opening acts came....Christina. Dressed head to toe in all white she came on stage singing "Ain't No Other Man" the song that was all over the radios this summer. She started off the show with lots of songs from her album appropriately titled "Back to Basics." Most of the songs have a olden days flair added to them, while others have the modern day crap we all know and love. While she was in white for the beginning and everyone was thinking that Christina was good, all of a sudden black chaps were put on her with black gloves and a whip and whoopah! Slutty Xtina was back for songs like "Still Dirrty" and "Can't Hold Us Down." The scenes switched to a circus theme with trapeze artists, man on stilts, fire throwing people. Christina sang more hits such as "Hurt" then got even a little more raunchy with "Nasty, Naughty Boy" when she got a guy from the audience, pinned him down, and whip in hand sang seductively to him. Michael was his name and he was probably gay. Not even fair, I wanted to be Michael. She ended the show with Lady Marmelade, Beautiful, and finally Fighter.

Almost a two hour show, Aguilera was flawless and amazing every second. Her voice is out of this world for such a little person. Hair bleach blonde, lips bright red, I could've had her with less costume changes. Every 2 or 3 songs she was changing something, and honestly they were all basically the same. Little leotards showing lots of leg, with sparkles. Doesn't really even matter how she looked because she sounded better and better with each song, her voice never cracking, hitting every note and then some. You can tell that she truly loves what she does and appreciates her fans with her attempts to connect with the enormous crowd and how she is so completely and totally in the moment with her songs. With her talent, creativety to try new things, and passion, it's likely that she will be successful in show business for years to come.

Happy Valentine's Day!

In my favorite class today, religion, somehow the topic came about to lowering the drinking age. Or something of that sort. I don't even really care about lowering the drinking age because if you want to drink, getting alcohol is really easy to do, and if you don't want to drink...then you don't. Alcohol is not something I feel very passionate about, yet when I raised my hand in class to say my opinion, I was defending it! And I just noticed that I will probably fight against whatever my religion teacher is saying because I don't like most of his opinions on things. I like him, very nice guy, top notch. But the way that things are explained have done nothing but turn me off to the Catholic religion. So even if he starts saying that we shouldn't test make-up on dogs I'll probably defend that we should, inadvertently proving his point that he inadvertently showers upon us, that teenagers will do anything in their power to rebel. I have been inadvertently brainwashed to fight for things I'm not sure I believe in. And shazam, we got a Catholic. Happy Valentine's Day!

More VD

With Valentines Day rapidly approaching I’m sure there are many frantic fellows out there who are wondering what to get their sweetheart. Well, guys, I found the perfect thing.

Give your girlfriend syphilis this Feb. 14.

Yes, http://www.giantmicrobes.com/ sells the cutest in plush venereals. For under $10 your sweetums could be cuddling up with the Clap, thinking of you, every time she goes to sleep. In fact, Giant Microbes does sell a gonorrhea(even cheaper then syphilis). However, if I had to pick between the two venereals I would have to choose the syphilis because it is cuter.

Just remember, nothing says a long-term commitment like syphilis.

Adam

"Roberta, don't swear."

Going to a Catholic school I appreciate the things that I have been given that others don't get throughout their own highschool career. One of those things that others don't get is religion classes. However, this priveledge of being able to study religion in school can turn into a burden if the way that it is taught doesn't change. I keep in mind, I can't change it, but I sure can say that it should. So there.

Anywho, the whole point of religion, I think, is to keep people in line and feed our souls. There are some unexplainable things in our life and to have the answer, any answer, reassures most human beings. There is a divine force controlling what is happening. Ok thanks. Go read the Bible. The most I've gotten out of those classes is a teacher telling us what to believe and what to do. Why? Because the Bible, Jesus, God, says so. Well, these influential years of highschool, we don't like to be told what to do. We can't help it, we're teenagers, we're insecure, arrogant, unstable, and always right.

We're being taught that the world is not always fair, but then we're not taught how to deal with it. We're being taught that we are children of God, made in his likeness, yet every Sunday we mutter the words "I am not worthy to receive you." We're told a ton of statistics about sex and the diseases and the troubles it brings, so we won't do it. The learning tactic that is used is fear. We're not told why not to do it. To not get diseases and pregnant, of course. But why else? Is it hard to teach a room full of teenagers what it means to love yourself? It is so simple. If you love yourself, you probably won't misuse drugs, sex, and other people because if you respect who you are, and you'll respect other people. This simple concept is a life-long lesson that eventually everyone has to learn. So why, in religion class, aren't we taught how to love ourselves, when Jesus says the root of all life is to love and be loved? Cuz honestly, there is no way to love someone else and to have someone completely love you without that love of yourself.

Statistics are just numbers, tragic stories are just words, and God is just someone to keep in mind unless we're taught how to find a deeper meaning to the things we're told. And in the classes I take, I don't think I'm being taught that at all. I'm being taught to not have sex, to go to Church on Sundays, and that half the things I do give me a one-way ticket to hell. Thanks. I learned that much from 9 years at a public school.

So the moral of the story is...Love yourself. But not too much, if you know what I mean.

Time to change

Now that our baby is finally growing up it's going through that stage in it's life where it experences physical changes. So if you see a bunch of weird stuff, it's just because we're in that akward growing phase. There should also be some somewhat cool stuff popping up(if you know what I mean)

It's also because Google took over Blogger a long time ago and allowed Blogger to continue to exsist as it was. Now Google has offered an over haul for the template system, which has it's advantages and it's disadvantages. I'm still working on it.

The first cool thing you will see is that the archive is now more easily navigated with clickable arrow thingies. Have fun with that .

Adam