Today was the stupid bowl. This is where the majority of the United States sit around their TV's for half of the day and watch a bunch of grown men pile on top of each other and slap each other on the ass. According to me, this whole ritual is a little stupid, hence the name, "the stupid bowl". (i'm sorry if you are reading this and you are a football fan).
In any event, I attended a stupid bowl party, ate too much food and raided the Maxim magazines in the bathroom. (I managed to keep the one with Michelle Branch on the cover). To be honest with you, i'm really not into the nudity so much, I like the articles if it's someone cool, and they usually do a really good job with the photography. Also, the faces in the pictures are very alluring, especially Michelle Branch. (that's really all I care about for the most part, a pretty face and someone who has a little more than half a brain.)
After this, I went to visit my cousin who works at an ice cream place. I didn't get any ice cream, but I talked to her for a while. She's the biggest drama queen i've ever known. Today's gripe was that everyone at her work hates her. So sad.
So then I headed home and was feeling rather depressed. I threw on my Michelle Branch CD (because now i was in the mood to hear it), and rested on my bed staring at the ceiling. I don't get depressed very often, I guess I do now more than before, but it's just that time of year for me to be in a funk I guess. Speaking of funk, I can't get anyone to go see the Black Eyed Peas with me next weekend. I don't have tickets yet, but since none of my friends can afford it, I guess I won't be attending either.
Anyway... now I am going to bed so I can wake up and go to school. woo.
In any event, I attended a stupid bowl party, ate too much food and raided the Maxim magazines in the bathroom. (I managed to keep the one with Michelle Branch on the cover). To be honest with you, i'm really not into the nudity so much, I like the articles if it's someone cool, and they usually do a really good job with the photography. Also, the faces in the pictures are very alluring, especially Michelle Branch. (that's really all I care about for the most part, a pretty face and someone who has a little more than half a brain.)
After this, I went to visit my cousin who works at an ice cream place. I didn't get any ice cream, but I talked to her for a while. She's the biggest drama queen i've ever known. Today's gripe was that everyone at her work hates her. So sad.
So then I headed home and was feeling rather depressed. I threw on my Michelle Branch CD (because now i was in the mood to hear it), and rested on my bed staring at the ceiling. I don't get depressed very often, I guess I do now more than before, but it's just that time of year for me to be in a funk I guess. Speaking of funk, I can't get anyone to go see the Black Eyed Peas with me next weekend. I don't have tickets yet, but since none of my friends can afford it, I guess I won't be attending either.
Anyway... now I am going to bed so I can wake up and go to school. woo.
The thing with the superbowl, it's not just about football. It's so much more than that. It's about the commercials, and the half-time show. Besides, the fact that so many people get together to celebrate this. I think that it's so little about the actual football game that that isn't even the primary focus. It's just the excuse to get all this together. This happens in football, rather than other sports, because the football playoffs are not as extended and have very few games compared to the 5- and 7- game series associated with baseball, basketball and hockey. So, it's much easier to watch one game and rally around that. That's why the superbowl is so big, it's because that's it. Four quarters later, it's decided, not 7 games.
I love the Black Eyed Peas, I hope you get go.