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Opinion : 6:14 p.m. : September 24, 2003

I am listening to this whacked-out version of Yesterday by the Beatles, by LeAnn Rhimes. And let me tell you, I don't like it. She's pop-ized it.

A personal annoyance: I hate it when people sing, and they add all those little embellishments and flourishes like Christina Aguilera. Before anyone gets offended, please read on. And then, if you still hate me...bite me. Heehee! Anyway, there are a few exceptions to that peeve: 1) when someone changes the tune a bit in order to accomodate their voice and their range. 2) When the song was originally sung like that by the person who wrote/sang it in the first place. I think that this whole flourish thing is cause by girls wanting to be original, by adding lots of doodles and stuff to their song. I never hear the national anthem just sung straight anymore - it always sounds like caterwauling because of all the little "personal" twiddles added to it. Me, I like it best when someone just sings something straight. Plain and simple and sweet. It sounds so much better. At the first rally of the year, this girl sang the national anthem. And there was barely any TUNE left because it was all flourishes and goop. it sounded like a completely different song. I hate that.

On the bright side, I went swimming with Kelsey after school yesterday. That was a bunch of fun. Whee! And I had this big talk with my parents. I don't particularly want to talk (write?) about it, but one thing that happened was that I asked for AIM and they said they'd consider it. And I cried. I cried three times yesterday. I hate that I have gotten so weepy. And it could be hormones, but somehow I doubt it. It's a different kind of weepy.

Also, my parents said they would let me get a bikini, depending on which one I want. This is the best time of year to get a bikini, because they are always 50% off or something like that. Yay!

I wish I was good enough to sing the national anthem at a rally. That would be incredibly wonderful. Wow. But the thing is, they expect girls to be Christina Aguilera clones, and that bothers me. And how some girls are so much "cooler" because they can shake their butts and act slutty in front of the whole school to music. Admittedly, I wanted to be one of them, but it still doesn't seem right to me - how the idea of a perfect girl is so...stylized, unrealistic, even cruel. It makes me personally feel hopelessly inadequate, which is a pretty unnerving and depressing feeling.

I really really really need to get a move on in making my Eowyn dress. I want to have it ready by the first showing of RotK so I can wear it when we go, but at this rate, I will be lucky if I can have it ready by the turn of the century. I need to find someone to help me. My aunt's too busy, and my stepmom doesn't really know how to sew that well. Gah! I want it to be ready so badly. I want to wear it and be beautiful. Please, oh angels of mine, send one of ye down to help me finish my dress. Thanks.

Ok, I am just going to be a lemming and do that Find My Spot Quiz (I'll link later) that I found on both %%diary-psianina%%'s site and junkfood.valkos.net in his journal.
Here goes:
oops, 'ang on, luvs. dinnah time.

London - Thailand

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