Saved The Cheerleader, Saved My Rant About It.

While deleting the Notes on my Facebook, I stumbled across my Heroes rant from the night before the last episode. It’s kind of interesting, so I’ll post it here before it gets erased:

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Eek, Season Finale of Heroes Tonight!

3:53pm Monday, May 21 | Edit Note |

Wow, I’m really nerdy, but I’m totally psyched to see what happens tonight on Heroes. I can probably name at least three other people who are equally as psyched, but I won’t embarrass you, three peeps.

Does anybody besides me think that it’s not going to be Peter or Sylar who blows up. I mean, if you blow up, you die, and in the future they were both still alive. I have the creepiest feeling that Nathan’s going to blow up (remember, he was dead when Hiro and Ando went to the future.) So, is Nathan going to blow up? I have no freaking idea.

I’m just going to use the next three lines to obsess over Peter Petrelli, if you all don’t mind: OMG, I LOVE YOU PETER. YOU ARE SO FREAKING AWESOME AND BESIDES THAT OLD GUY, YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO TURNS INVISIBLE. GO PETER! DON’T GO OUT WITH NIKKI, SHE’S RETARDED. GO OUT W/ MEEEEEE!!!

Okay, I’m sane again. Hmm… Oh yeah, did anybody see that show DRIVE (on FOX) before it got cancelled? Does anybody want to explain that to me, I didn’t get it at all (I guess that’s why FOX cut it). Oh well, have nice lives people. New York City is going to blow up (or not) tonight, and I’m going to be watching.

Will you be?

Thanks for letting me waste your time. ~Alice M.

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And, of course, DRIVE never came back on again and New York City did not blow up. So all was well that ended well. But really, could you ever say no to a face like this (below)?:

xXo oXx

And who doesn’t love saying “Nakamura”?

Downfall of the English Language.

Who needs terrorists and biological warfare when you have avid fourteen-year-olds like me roaming the streets talking in shorthand? Generation 86 (that’s my own name for teenagers these days. Don’t ask why.) has enough manpower to completely destroy the English language from the inside out. I really don’t deny it either. If anything, I myself find myself often fueling the fire of grammatical distress.

I know, you’re thinking “What? Alice? She hasn’t spelled a single word wrong in any of these blog posts! You must be mistaken.” And my only response to that is the fact that even though I have impeccable grammar in writing, even my friends have to decode my spoken language sometimes.

Below is a list of the top 10 things I say in regular conversation that may or may not send the earth tumbling towards the sun. Next to each thing, I’ve written what I probably should be saying instead:

1. Prolly (probably)
2. Ima (I am going to)
3. Deffintley (definitely)
4. Nassy (nasty)
5. Kay-kay (okay)
6. Mm-kay (okay)
7. Fo-sho (for sure)
8. Oh, no you di-int (burn!)
9. Diss (burn!)
10. Fo-shizzle (doesn’t mean anything)

With a vocabulary like that, I could probably single-handedly bring down all of Western civilization; so watch out, Chicago.*

* “Watch out, Chicago” is another weird thing I say. I doesn’t mean anything really, so no offense Chicagans.

Downfall of the Music Industry.

Whatever happened to the days of Michelle Branch and Avril Lavigne (before she got happy)? I remember a time when I could switch the radio to 99.5 and actually hear music. Nowadays I flip it on and occasionally I hear somethine I like. Other than that, it’s all Jay-Z and Pretty Ricky and Gangster McPimpfry (doesn’t exist, but you catch my drift). Where has all the actual music gone? And I won’t even get started about MTV, because we all know there hasn’t been any music on that channel since the ’80s.

I really want the ’90s back, even if that means selling my soul.