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Archive for September, 2011

John Mayer may be a douche…

But his mother still loves him? Yeah. Your Body is A Wonderland cover

Check that out, he’s amazing and his performance is killer. John may have competition.

This is an amazing picture because of two reasons: first off, this tattoo is amazing. Everything from the detail of the tattoo to the design is so pretty and I lust after it so hard (for other cool looking tats click here). Secondly, you have to admit, that’s a hot pose. Her pose is very coquettish with her shirt hanging limply around her finger to tease her audience of her nude and awesome looking back. If I had a hella amazing tattoo like that I’d have a pose like this:

 (:

 

I want a tattoo, something music related of course, but I’ve been on the fence about it for a while now. Tattoos are looked at as a taboo, especially to women…and especially to women with colour pigmenting their skin. Why does getting a tattoo have to be viewed as just a “white” person’s thing? (Another subject for another time). I would want one behind my ear…or on my neck. I’d want it somewhere coy so if I’m undressing myself a guy can think “that’s a sexy place for a tattoo” and I’d be like “yeah it is”.

 

Unicorn insemination…:/

 

Not much is going on in my head lately…well, nothing blog-post worthy, and this computer is dying. It’s yelling at me to plug it in and feed it. I love music. I’m hungry. Pop-Tarts? Cherry. Cherries are sexy. Time to study…I hate school.

 

xx

Champagne Pourin’

Howdy! It’s a little late but, uh, I’d like to post pictures up and stuff from when Meghan and I went to Lake Tahoe on the 4th…I don’t use the Internet much, don’t judge me.

It goes in decending order I do believe…whichever way goes from bottom to top. I’ve came to the conclusion that going to Lake Tahoe was the best thing that’s happened to me (thus far) because it gave me so much experience and fulfilled so much of my curiousity. I’m very curious (:.

 

The ride with Chase going to the airport was completely fun within itself (Chase is a guy friend of Meghan and I and soon I shall post a picture of him so you can stare into his oceans. Very interesting fella) because when you put Meg and I in the same vehicle with each other…shit gets intense. We drove through parts of Alabama that I thought were simply pure and simple, small towns and poorer towns that gave me much appreciation for life and the small things. Once we got to Nashville my adrenaline kicked IN so hardcore. I’ve been to Nashvegas quite a few times in my life but I’ve never been to the airport. I kept wondering how many country stars have sat in those same terminal seats that I rested my arse in. I’d never rode on a plane before prior to this trip, never really left the south until earlier this year when Jaz and I drove to Maryland. Another story for another blog. I think I beasted that shit, with Meghan’s help of course. I got on like I’ve been on a million planes, found my seat like it was my assigned seat in elementary, and fell looked about all calm-like. We looked boss.

It was a long ride to Los Angeles and to be honest I was too excited to look around LAX. Sadly, we had a delay on our way there and we couldn’t explore LAX like we had wanted, we immediately boarded onto another plane going to Vegas as soon as we landed. When we arrived in Vegas we were absolutely gutted. I was representing some laggish body language, uncomprehensive listening skills, and rocking some tired eyes. I wore my sunglasses inside, my peeps in LA would be proud. We were hungry though; last time we had ate was at 11 the day prior and it was going on 12 in the morning the next day so we were starved. We got Starbucks (I’m no longer a Starbucks virgin ;)) and talked a bit…actually I did the majority of the talking. When I’m sleepy I’ll say random shit. I mean random. I’m surprised Meghan didn’t tell me to shut the hell up so she could sleep. She loves me. Anyway, so we found some place on the top level of the airport and settled in there. We took turns guarding our bags while the other went to the bathroom and changed clothes. As soon as I changed I curled up on the floor and took a 4 hour nap. I woke up with bruises on my body, that floor was as hard as a rock and my pillow was our luggage…get the picture?

So we had to hussle around baggage claim and print out our tickets and all that boring shit before we had to go back through baggage claim. I was excited though because we were about to board our last plane and that was to Reno and after that would be the concert. Oh…the concert. We had some funny shit go down on that plane. Meghan grabbed some older lady’s leg because we had an abrupt landing. Nobody else seemed to mind it, I jumped…Meghan grabbed the woman’s leg. She looked at Meghan like she liked it…don’t tell her. HAAA!

We get to Reno-Tahoe and wait for our shuttle so we could get to our Embassy…I left my heart at the Embassy, I loved that place! Anyway. We go on our hour and a half shuttle ride to our hotel and set up getting ready for our concert! I was TOO THRILLED about this concert because I’ve waited five years to see this band. Five. I’ve seen both of my other favourite bands before these guys have even thought about doing this tour…but at last, it has came. We get ready, Meghan showers with her sunglasses on while I run around the place half naked…I felt so rockstar. We get to MontBleu and run in to find the spot. Mind you, it’s cold as a monkey’s balls in this place and I remained cold throughout this entire trip, next time I will dress accordingly (:. We meet some Echelon (If you don’t know who the Echelon is get the fuck out of my blog) and most of the time I’m quiet and taking in this new environment. Braxton walks by us, he’s so tiny. We hear this Ninja song and it was SO RANDOM and I loved that song…it was fun. The concert was supposed to start at 9 that evening but it actually starts around 9:15ish, maybe 9:20? Oh man….I seen Shannon come out on his drums and I think I died. Seriously. That man can drum something intense! It’s like when he drums he’s drumming to the beat of my heart. It’s just THAT amazing. Then Tomo comes out and I got so excited! Tomo is amazing, very underappreciated for his work and he’s a Virgo…hehe. I couldn’t see enough of him from where I was standing 😦 but I could hear him…that’s all that matters! Then, as if the setting couldn’t get any better, Jared comes out. All the females scream for him, I heard one yell for him to take it all off. It was so awkward…but he looked amazing. As always (:.

I won’t bore you with my rants on how amazing I thought the concert was…or how beast Shannon was…or how cool Tomo’s riffs were…or how amazing Jared sounded/looked…or how amazing it was to be surrounded by the Echelon. It was just priceless.

Anyways, we had a hell of a trip back. Got a free shuttle ride back to the airport because the driver loved Mars and he was cool as hell, we waited in an…”interesting” spot at the Greyhound, and our trip back was very unsatisfying. Buses will never ever be an option for me for traveling back because it’s purely uncomfortable. You guys should read Meg’s version of the story, way more details. To check it out head over to theurinaryolympics.wordpress.com and read until your heart’s content. Gotta post on my Livejournal and I want to nap…..

 

Peace out whores xx

What’s so hot about Donald Trump?

John Mellencamp- Jack & Diane

John Mellencamp does things to my body that I didn’t know a man could. Yes, he molests my soul and…quite frankly, I like it. This song makes me smile and know life will be okay. Yeah, I’m stuck in the 70’s and 80’s; to be honest I believe I was born in the wrong time era. I love big hair…far too much….(:

Also I’ve been on this intense oldies kick since the Summer and I’m not sure why. My mother says I’m strange because I like music that consists of memories from her childhood and she doesn’t even like 70’s. Her loss?

I’ve had 3 cups of coffee within the last 2 hours…catch my drift?

I’ve not done jack-diddly on my current book either, been too busy with re-reading my past stories, having ‘fun’ times (with others and alone), and sleeping. This doesn’t even include school, what a waste of time huh? My point for today’s post is completely irrelevant to your life as I wanted to just ramble on about nothing just to have a post up. I thought about posting in my Livejournal account but do I honestly feel like it? No, I don’t. (lazy day today). About two and a half weeks ago my friend Meghan and I did a ballsy thing and travelled all the way to Lake Tahoe, Nevada from Alabama. Yeah, Alabama. Some guy there asked us where the hell Alabama is and for some reason that killed my insides with laughter. Not laughed that hard in a long while. Maybe I’ll do a video post. I smell more coffee…The point of the trip was to see the band 30 Seconds To Mars. If you don’t like them get the fuck out of my face because I’m about to school you. Hard. Harder than sex hard. Yeah, I said it.

The concert was too short for my usual taste of concerts, I wanted MORE of them (I’ve loved them for 5 years and I’m just now getting to see them…see why I’m impatient?). It seemed to have only lasted an hour and some minutes long but their energy and their performance was…amazing. I’m smiling now thinking about it. That sounds creepy. Even though Jared was ill he still did an amazing job, as always, when he performed. He did some acoustics as well as some songs with Tomo and Shannon. I was surprised when he began playing songs from their S/T album, all in which was still exciting to me of course. Band nerd. I did NOT see enough Tomo at that gig! So sour I was! Tomo is my favouritest guitarist EVER and I couldn’t meet him nor could I see much of him. Completely disappointed, but that’s how bands go eh? He did more riffs in NOTH I believe and he also sounds way better live than on an album. Yeah, he’s just that amazing. Shannon was SO COMPLETELY HYPE WITH LIFE!! He made me wanna jump around and act stupid…so I did. He kept teasing the crowd by waving and smiling…muddafuggin sweating. He’s amazing on that set! He has endless energy and he just kept playing and playing, he was so pumped up! His energy wanted to make me start a mosh? But I didn’t in fear I would have broken something…anyway. Met Braxton Olita. If you don’t know who Braxton is you’re missing out on life and you sir are at the bottom of the knowledge chain because he’s ballin’ like he’s got a block awesome. Yeah, I said it. He used to be my crush for THE LONGEST I’ve had in a while until I met him. He’s so sweet and fun but when I met him it just felt like a crush wasn’t supposed to happen anymore–thus it went away. I’ve been asked who my favourite Mars guy is and everytime someone asks I always say Vicki. If you don’t know who that is you’re full of ignorant shit. I don’t mean that. But I love her, she’s amazing and she follows me on twitter…(:.

It’s coffee time–again, don’t judge me, so I must get back to ‘work’. Have a blessed and wonderful day my loves, I’ll chat soon!

xx

WordPress Virgin

My very first WordPress post! I guess that means I’m no longer a WP-V, yeah? Heh. So, I’ll give you the run down on who I is then will continue on as if we have been friends for quite the while.

I’m Brittney, I prefer Brit, B, or anything other than Brittney. Too original.

I’m of legal age–how old that actually is is none of your fucking business.

I’m in college, my major is Music Journalism and I’d love to drop out and explore the world.

I’m random as hell—mice with butch hats.

That’s about all about me, I’m sure you’ll figure me out more once I begin posting. So, I have a dilemma or so to type out. I’m working on two stories at the same time but I’m not sure which site I should post to: Livejournal, Tumblr, or here on WP. I haven’t posted in Tumblr for a while…but I think Tumblr is just my main randomness place. If you want that just ask for it. Livejournal is where I usually post all of my stories and shit but…I’ve gotten lazy in the past few years? (don’t judge my pancakes). So it’s decided…I’ll post my new random shit here (: (girls, stop wearing those stupid Nike shorts and long ass t-shirts. It’s ugly, very unoriginal, and I bet you don’t even run…stupid long ass t-shirts.).

On other news here’s something I’ve done in the past few days that no one knows I’ve done: Daily Fail, I ran into a wall while trying to spin in the hallways of my dorm. Yeah, it was pretty brutal and only an asian woman seen. She just gasped…I acted as if it never even happened. Anyways.

I’ll post something else on here later and begin following people…(Braxton Olita) and post some sort of video with Meghan. Maybe.

Deuces Bitches xx

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