WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!?

Well, readers, you might have noticed that I haven't posted in a really, really, really long time. And for that, I am immensely sorry. So sorry, in fact, that I have decided to give you a gift to apologize. Well, I guess it isn't really a gift, it's a clip from Whose Line Is It Anyway. Whatever, I thought it was funny and I needed something to fill this post. Once again, I am suffering from a mean case of writer's block and I need your help. After watching the video, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE post some comments about what you would like to see me write. Thanks guys, enjoy.

Zbohom,

Kacey

Dorks, Nerds, Populars, and Poseurs: The Teenage Food Chain

Throughout my life, I have never been in the "popular" crowd. I'm okay with that. To me, the social status of "popular" is superficial. In the in-crowd, you live to please others. Your popularity depends on the people you know, not your personality or how many friends you have. You don't care about grades, but you would get an A+ in gossip and sticking your nose in other people's business. These aren't our future scientists, or doctors, or CEO s of major companies. As illustrated in 13 Going On 30, those who were once popular grow up to be nobodies. In other words, I'm happy to be a dork. In my words, here are the definitions of the terms listed above (title):

Dork: Me. Dorks are considered "weird" and "uncool" by society. They enjoy activities that are unusual to others. Appearance wise, they generally wear clothes that aren't name brands and their clothing choices may be subject to ridicule. I give huge, giant high 5 (hypothetically) to all the dorks out there for being different and not caring what others say!

Nerd: Me (I guess I'm some sort of hybrid then; a nork!). Nerds happen to be very intelligent and usually enjoy things like science, math, and/or reading. Most nerds have glasses (I have them but usually wear contacts) and are due to stereotypes are usually thought of having the appearance of Steve Urkel (It's a stereotype, I don't look like that =D). To all the nerds, embrace your nerdiness and be yourself!

Popular: The in-crowd. Everyone knows who they are. They live a life in the fish bowl; everybody knows what they're doing at all times. These are the beautiful people who everyone wants to be. They only shop brand names (and wouldn't be caught dead in Walmart) and manage to always have perfect skin, perfect hair, and the perfect body. They tend to be jerks, and are known for talking behind your back. One of their main talents is pretending to be your friend, when really they don't care about you at all. They wouldn't dare do something abnormal, because their status depends on what others think. They are the first to get a boyfriend/girlfriend, get invited to all the parties, and seem to always have a group of followers with them. To all the populars, I say "GET A LIFE!!!" because in 10 years no one is going to care anymore.

Poseurs: These are the people who think they're cool, or on the flip-side, a dork and/or nerd (You know what I'm talking about. Dork Poseurs are the wearers-of-Clark Kent glasses-even-if-they-don't-actually-need-glasses-Hello Kitty-merchandise-wearing fakes where being a dork is just a trend and in a month they'll move on). They are HUGE jerks (even bigger than the real populars) and tend to stalk populars. They will do anything to please the populars and tend to be huge showoffs. To the poseurs, I say "Poseurs=Losers".

This post was a bit long, and obviously I haven't discussed all of the social statuses (believe me, there are a lot more) but after several recent encounters with poseurs, I had to get the word out. So that's all for today. It doesn't matter how cool you are, just remember to be yourself and don't spend your life trying to please everyone!

Chomh fada (and pogue mahone to all the poseurs and populars out there ;D),

Kacey

Crazy Nugget Lady!

I don't know why she needed Chicken McNuggets at 6 am, but apparently you shouldn't mess with this woman.

Only In Summer...

Summer is time for the beach, vacation, and the fair (which I did not attend). But I did in fact go to an amusement park with Kira yesterday. We tormented this group of kids, befriended carnies (a shout out to Tyler from the Cosmotron: You are an awesome dancer and thank you for agreeing to be in our picture! And Boat-Girl-Who's-Name-We-Never-Learned: Thank you for saving out butts on the motor boat ride, we wouldn't have made it off the ride without you!), I earned (aka bought for $1.99) my Dora the Explorer License To Explore (bet you don't have one of those!), I bought my first name necklace (wherever we go, they never have name merchandise with my name or Kira's, so we decided to pick new common names. So now, I have a necklace that says "Summer" and hers says "Autumn". Yeah, we have strange minds), and we saw The Duggars (from 19 Kids and Counting, in case you didn't know). Well, we didn't really see them. We saw Mennonites (a religious group) everywhere and they kinda looked like The Duggars. After seeing them, it gave us the idea to go as The Duggars for Halloween (wear pioneer clothes and carry 20 baby dolls)! I'm sure that nobody really cares what I did, but I just wanted to share my crazy, pyscho, slightly frightening, super fun day with everyone.

αντίο,

Kacey

Big Time "WHAT THE HECK AM I WATCHING?!?!"

My brother has been watching Nickelodeon nonstop for the last couple days and I have really learned something from it: Big Time Rush = Nickelodeon's next big hit. Not! Small town kids become famous? We've certainly seen that before (hello, Sonny With a Chance). And the characters are a new level of stupid. We have:

Eyebrow Boy

Idiot Latino

Shim (she-him for those of you who are not familiar with the term)

And That-Other-Kid-No-One-Cares-About

To make things worse, they sing. That's right, sing. And what exactly are they singing? Irritating, Backstreet Boysish songs that get stuck in your head for WEEKS! Society has poisoned children's television! What happened to shows like The Amanda Show? I loved that show. I mean, Dancing Lobsters?

(that is comic genius right there)

So what was you're favorite kids' show? Or, what do you think is the worst children's show? Leave a comment!

до побачення,

Kacey

Snooki For President?

This morning, inspiration hit me like a smack in the face. Although, I've never been smacked in the face. But I have been punched in the nose (which resulted in a bloody lip and 15 minutes of glaring)! Wait, I'm getting off topic. Actually, being punched in the face does have to do with the subject. I have an important question for you: If Lindsay Lohan and Snooki ran for president, who would you vote for? I think Lindsay Lohan would make a better president, because she's always high and drunk and getting arrested, so she would be impeached right away and we could get a better president. If Snooki ran the nation, I believe the Pledge of Allegiance would go a little something like this:

"I pledge allegiance to the guidos of the United States of America. And to the republic, for which it stands, one nation, under Snooki's pouf, indivisible, with liberty and booze for all."

What do you think? Who would make a better president? Leave a comment here!

Vaarwel,

Kacey

I'm back!

Hey guys. I know you all missed me, and I can tell because NO ONE HAS COMMENTED YET (hint, hint)! If I were you, I would ask "Gee, where were you Kacey?". But I'm not you, so it's my job to tell everyone what I was up to. I went down to VA to visit family. It was pretty cool; they have a huge house and a huge TV. Oh, did I mention that they had a huge boat too? We went out tubing on the Potomac. It was only my second time, but I had a lot of fun. It consisted of being sprayed in the face with water, hanging on for dear life, and being whipped around by the boat. Today we had the 6 hour drive back in the rain, and I'm feeling the after effects of the day on the boat. My arms are beyond sore; I'm barely able to lift them and I have a nasty friction burn on my elbow so I can't straighten my arm. I'm also pretty exhausted, but I felt the need to explain my absence, and also to remind everyone to COMMENT, COMMENT, COMMENT! Catch you guys later!

Ciao,

Kacey