If you’re singing it usually means you’re happy and when you do anything harmless happily it is good, so you are a good singer because singing makes you feel good.
In junior year of high school I made a Great Gatsby-themed music video for extra credit, and my best friend and I modified the lyrics of Royals by Lorde, Roxanne by The Police, and another unfortunate song to be from Daisy’s perspective. It was horrible and cringe-y, my singing was not great, and it still exists somewhere on YouTube.
My friend had to rap for a music video when he was pledging his fraternity in college, and it’s the worst thing ever. Frat guys smoking cigarettes while wearing Supreme, rapping about joining their frat. Yikes.
My other friend was recorded singing Invisible by Linkin Park while he was fixing a computer. He was embarrassed after a lady recorded him and she was laughing at him.
None of us are great singers but I think we’re all good because at the end of the day we’re all going to jam out to Fireflies even though we got made fun of and embarrassed for singing.
Even if you get laughed at publicly, you’re still probably going to sing in your car when the next Adele song comes out.
I don’t know too many other things that are like that. Even if you’re “bad” at it, you’re still going to sing because it feels too damn good.
For New Years’ Eve I had two friends over and we went to a Total Wine store and bought a bunch of mini liquors, drank way too much, and played Taio Cruz, old Drake, Kanye, Jason Derulo, Evanescence, Panic! at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, that really sad song from Up, and just danced to all of it. We danced for hours and celebrated countdowns for New York, Los Angeles, Papua New Guinea, Alaska, and Hawaii. It was so much fun, and I was thinking today about how I never dance like that.
And by that I mean I totally learned how to do the goth rave dance and laughed so hard I thought I was going to collapse. Please watch the video so you too can have the best time ever with your friends while drinking mini bottles of peppermint vodka (yuck!) and limoncello (yum!).
Nothing says New Years vibes like goth dancing to the song “Married Life” from the critically-acclaimed film Up.
I wish my vision was 20/20. Please read that in every possible way you can conceive.
I guess I have some goals, and I’m not one of those people that gets upset over New Year’s Resolutions. I like holidays and events and I like that we put so much meaning on the beginning of a new year, especially since this one is the beginning of a new decade!
I was 12 in 2010, and obviously a lot has happened. But it feels like I was still doing the same steps that you’re “supposed” to do, like finish high school, graduate from college, get a big girl job, move out, blah blah.
In 2030 I’ll be 32 and it’s funny how that number seems so far away. This is the decade where all the cool stuff that wasn’t all planned out for me is going to happen. I could potentially fall in love, get married, adopt a nice 3-year-old, and who knows what else? Or I could, you know, not do any of that and that’s okay too! I could really kick it out of the ballpark touchdown goal and do really well in my career and end up a PR Goddess like Samantha Jones from Sex and the City. Who knows. Not me.
I want all of that to happen, but I think it’s best if we take it one year, month, week, day at a time.
My 2020 goals are:
Get more skilled at my job and move a step up in my career
Learn how to cook
Read a lot
Write a lot
Figure out a diet/exercise plan that works for me
More music!
I’m going to a cool training next week for media relations and they’re going to teach me how to give an on-camera interview which I am so so so excited for!! I can finally start being the C.J. Cregg of my dreams and at least have a certificate that says I can answer press questions on camera. I just hope they can teach me how to stay cool and calm like a real PR Goddess.
What’s that? Oh you need me to host a press conference? Not a problem. I keep translucent powder in my purse just for last-minute moments like this.
I can’t cook for shit, and that’s a Fact. Everything I make turns out too cold or burned, so I stick to my tried and true Trader Joe’s microwavable meals and a handy lil guy called Mr. Crock Pot. But this year, I’m going to start learning how. My kitchen is the size of my closet, which is great for my closet but not great for my kitchen. Priorities. I need to learn how to utilize the lack of space and dedicate some time into learning the craft.
I think I only read like 15 books in 2019, which for me is slacking. I need to get that library card renewed and jump back in. I love books so much, but it felt like this year reading was hard. I don’t know why, because as soon as I sit down and actually read I feel so good and zen, but getting myself to read was hard. Not this year.
I have a bunch of ideas for books, and I am the worst person ever because I will talk for hours about a really great book I’d love to write and never put down a single word. I’ve filled out seven journals in my life, and this past year I think I literally wrote maybe 30 pages. This year we are going to be Writers. Then maybe next year I can learn how to pitch a book to a publishing company! One year at a time!
I started the Warrior Diet last week, which is actually feeling pretty good. Fast for 20 hours, then eat all your day’s calories in a single four hour time period. I like that I know I can eat pretty much whatever I want and not have to worry about overdoing it. I ate a whole can of Spaghetti-O’s today, for example, and I feel great about it. I’m also pretty sure that’s not how this diet works, but when I become a great chef I’ll make balanced meals.
I had the day off from work today, so I found a beautiful park with a lake and a nice 2-mile trail that wraps around it. I think I’ll feel a lot better exercising outside and breathing Fresh Air than cooping myself inside of Planet Fitness with all of the other New Year’s Resolutioners.
I’m listening to Harry Styles’ new album Fine Line, and I just felt super inspired to play more of my own guitar and have fun singing. I need to listen to more music, go to some live shows, and dance! More dancing in 2020. 2020 better be one big cybergoth dance party.
If you’re reading this I hope you have an excellent 2020 full of lots of good moments and that you get one big surprise that you didn’t even think you wanted but it happens and it makes you so happy you get inspired to do something great.
Prattle Peach 