What would the soundtrack be?

So, here's how it works:
1. open your library (itunes, winamp, media player, ipod, etc)
2. put it on shuffle
3. press play
4. for every question, type the song that's playing
5. when you go to a new question, press the next button
6. don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

Opening Credits:  "Love Her Madly" The Doors
Waking Up:  "So Much to Say" Dave Matthews Band
First Day at School: "Ocean Avenue" Yellowcard
Falling in Love: "Piano Man" Billy Joel
Fight Song: "Pardon Me" Incubus
Breaking up:  "Livin' On A Prayer" Bon Jovi
Prom:  "Bartender" Dave Matthews Band
Life's Ok: "Us And Them" Pink Floyd
Mental Breakdown:  "Something to Believe In" Poison
Driving: "Orange Sky" Alexi Murdoch (OC Soundtrack)
Flashback: "Seasons of Wither" Aerosmith
Getting Back Together: "A Little Less Conversation" Elvis Presley
Wedding: "Drive" Incubus

Birth of Child: "Failure to Excommunicate" Relient K 
Final Battle: "If I Die Tomorrow" Motley Crue
Death Scene: "Forever Your Girl" Paula Abdul
Funeral Song: "Everyday" Dave Matthews Band

So I've gotten complaints that I don't update Xanga anymore, so here we go.

Let's see...the last month... work and then some more work.

I had my interview to become a manager last Friday. Still not sure how I feel about it. It was between me and 2 other people, clearly with more experience than me. I think I want it more though. Anyway, I will update as soon as I hear something either way. I'll either be super happy or extremely depressed and write something like "what am I supposed to do with my life now, etc."

Saw Aerosmith and Motley Crue last week at Riverbend. That makes 3 times seeing Steven Tyler and Joe Mother-F***ing Perry!!! Steven Tyler did the coolest thing from stage that I think bears worth repeating for all you stupid Bengals fans.
Went something like this:
Steven Tyler: "Who Dey!!!!"
Crowd: "Who Dey!!!!!"
ST: "Who Dey!!!!"
Crowd: "Who Dey...ahhhhhhhhhhh"
ST: "Who Dey think gonna beat them Bengals?!!!"
Crowd: "Whoooooooooo"
ST: "Dream on mother fuckers!!!!!"
Band: Launches into Dream On
Crowd: Kind of silent while they process that Steven Tyler just talked trash.
Me: CRACKING UP. Funniest thing I've ever heard. And also the hottest. The way he said Dream on mother fuckers was incredibly hot. I know I have issues.

So that's kind of it for now. I better get to work...maybe today will be the day I find out!!

I've become a myspace whore and Xanga has suffered!

I feel like I've been neglecting my Xanga, so I decided to update a little. Not that very much has changed, but I like to feel important.

Um let's see. Last weekend Nick and I went to visit Matt. And we had the best time! We went to Carowinds (another theme park) and out to a Japanese restaurant and then out with some of his friends who were amazing...I learned a lot about the south:

• Most girls in the south go commando, because "It's HOT down here."
• However, because they go commando, crotch rot is a very common occurrance.
• You can say as many bad things about people as you want, as long as it's either preceeded with or followed by a "Bless his or her heart." For example, "Bless her heart, she tries so hard but her crotch rot smells so bad."
• If it is VERY bad, it must be preceeded by AND followed by a "bless her heart." For example, "Bless her heart, she's just such an incredible whore, bless her heart."
• There are about 100 different ways to order a Coke (soda, pop, cola, etc.) and there is just no agreeing on the right way.
• Oprah is the gospel. And she keeps her socks on when she has sex. And she almost always goes commando.

Anyway, it was a blast and a very nice weekend off from the hell that has become work. I lied, it hasn't been hell, just exhausting. And I now officially have every single job in the entire restaurant except cook. Looks like that's the next road to conquer!

I've become a myspace whore and Xanga has suffered!

I feel like I've been neglecting my Xanga, so I decided to update a little. Not that very much has changed, but I like to feel important.

Um let's see. Last weekend Nick and I went to visit Matt. And we had the best time! We went to Carowinds (another theme park) and out to a Japanese restaurant and then out with some of his friends who were amazing...I learned a lot about the south:

• Most girls in the south go commando, because "It's HOT down here."
• However, because they go commando, crotch rot is a very common occurrance.
• You can say as many bad things about people as you want, as long as it's either preceeded with or followed by a "Bless his or her heart." For example, "Bless her heart, she tries so hard but her crotch rot smells so bad."
• If it is VERY bad, it must be preceeded by AND followed by a "bless her heart." For example, "Bless her heart, she's just such an incredible whore, bless her heart."
• There are about 100 different ways to order a Coke (soda, pop, cola, etc.) and there is just no agreeing on the right way.
• Oprah is the gospel. And she keeps her socks on when she has sex. And she almost always goes commando.

Anyway, it was a blast and a very nice weekend off from the hell that has become work. I lied, it hasn't been hell, just exhausting. And I now officially have every single job in the entire restaurant except cook. Looks like that's the next road to conquer!

So I got depressed this past weekend. Paola and Pat were in town, and it was move-in weekend at UD/family party weekend.

Don't get me wrong, it was a great time. I even got tricked into doing a shot of 151 which I highly regretted at 530 in the morning. We crashed the family party, which I was against, but it ended up being a pretty good time and there were so many alumni there that it didn't matter.

The depressing part was that we hardly knew any of the POD members, just the juniors and seniors...and to be honest, there weren't a lot of them that had stuck it out since we were in. POD has really gone downhill with all the changing of directors and stuff.

The other depressing part was I've tried and tried since I graduated to act like I'm done with UD and that I don't want to go back. The sad truth is I miss it so much that it hurts when I'm back and THAT is why I never want to go back or hang out at the Fieldhouse. I miss college so much it hurts.

Paola, Nick, Pat and I played flipcup against 4 rookies. And there was this one kid with sophomoritis that kept treating us like crap and asking us who we were like he owned POD. Come on, respect the alumni. The alumni program is one of the only good things remaining with POD. I think Pay finally put him in his place. But ugh.

Anyway....yeah that was my weekend. Two nights of drunken UD fun!