It's Getting Real In The Whole Foods Parking Lot

Old Interests Meet Internet ; Internet Meet Old Interests

I've been into sign language for a while. However I sort of stopped thinking about it and other interests have taken over. But thanks to my netflix free trial I found a reason to be more into it. I saw a movie called See What I'm Saying. It's an eye opening experience. Anyway in the course of looking up asl (american sign language) I saw something interesting. People preforming popular songs in asl. Usually it's hearing people learning about sign language who are using the songs to practice. You can tell because often the songs are signed word or word & asl has it's on grammatical structure different from english. A structure that can get really confusing after awhile. Some videos are hearing or hard of hearing people who are making videos for deaf people.

These were the ones I really liked so far.
Fuck You - This was the first one I saw

Tik Tok - I like this one because it shows the sign language short hand or how she signed it.


Scream-I love the attempt at making an actual music video..also scream is one of my favorite songs of all time.


I'm working on my own type so I an learn more words. It will be word for word seeing as I know nothing about the grammer. WSSU has a deaf department maybe I can get my dad to pay for a class.

Anyway I want to do this song. I mean I know rap songs are hard because of the pace but I want to try


Here are the lyrics...
I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
I got this Sunday, baby.
I wanna spend it with you.

We can do what you like.
I promise that I'll be true.
I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
Oh.

I don't really know where to go, don't know where to hide.
Everywhere that I go, you'll be right by my side.
You're the only girl that I have ever dreamed of.
I wanna tell you everything but everything just seems dumb.

I kinda like you girl.
I really wanna dress you up.
I wanna buy you for real.

I kinda like you girl.
I really wanna feel you up.
I wanna feel you for real.

I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
I got this Sunday, baby.
I wanna spend it with you.

We can do what you like.
I promise that I'll be true.
I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
Oh.

I got an upstairs, downstairs in my loft
Check the mixtape baby, I don't talk.
Yes, I run this shit like it's hard to walk.
And you think that I'm dope like I'm ???
I'm recession proof, I work to relax, ho.
Weird voice, catch beef like a lasso.
New Fresh Prince, you can chill in my castle.
Spit real shit so I must be an asshole.
Right? Nah.
That's why I'm makin' out in your car.
These vlogs are a dudes A&R.
Got a big tip for these girls at the bar.
And I don't mean money.
Ever since the money, yeah, they treat me funny.
Girls look good, you can take green from me.
Ain't trippin' if ya got it, know what I mean, honey?

You got your yellow sundress on.
I'm tryin' to right you the best song.
With your wayfarer shades, you drive me insane.
I wanna hold hands and call you pet names.

I kinda like you girl.
I really wanna dress you up.
I wanna buy you for real.

I kinda like you girl.
I really wanna feel you up.
I wanna feel you for real.

I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
I got this Sunday, baby.
I wanna spend it with you.

We can do what you like.
I promise that I'll be true.
I got this money, baby.
I wanna spend it on you.
Oh.

Signs of Going Crazy

Life is pretty good right now. I've had things I've been thinking about.

So, Sam if your reading this. .... sigh.... Precious isn't a horrible movie. It's directed well. I disagree that it is really that uplifting for me, but it's not horrible. It's okay. I know it's def not my favorite but if it's your ooookay. I will be writing a huge review about the things it could improve on manly how indie filmmaker have their movies exploited by big named companies.

I mentions this becuase its but one of the things that makes me feel like a a person who doesn't allow people a chance. ...I had reasons but in general I want to mek a point to work on me.

Anyway.
I'm starting here to rant about what I love about movies. Truly.
(This may just be netflix talking)
What I really love about film is how quick it resonates in my life. I'm gonig to start food inc as my next indeavor because someone mentioned it. Now I'm thinking to other people who meantion it. I find it funny how things in your life get repeated for you.

Life knocks you over and over and over and over and over and over again.

Film shows me that. We talk in movie refrences. Movie Mentions. It's just amazing.

People are connected by it.

Certain Signs of Coming Doom

there is a wierd lump thing between my breasts but it goes up and down. Sometimes it's smaller some days its larger. What really bothers me about it, other than my dad constantly forgeting to get me a nother doctors appointment, is that there has been wierd wierd breast pain. Which is probably less of a problem than when the wierd (how many times can i say that) lump stings and burns. All of these facts are things I failed to mention when I had my appointment.

Question.
Why is it that you start to magically get better before you go do the doctor? In fact all of the things you usually suck at get better? People go to sleep on time.

Answer.
People are afraid of doctors. Doctors are the keepers of the life. When they don't know things people get freaked out. So I think the human body pretends to get better. Or atleast some of the symptons get better allowing you to say with confidence "I think it's nothing." or "It's just a cough." Also people like to feel put together when they go to the doctor. Possibly more put together than on dates. (I'm not sure about that last part I don't really get dates.

The other sign of the coming doom. Is that I never get out. Part of this is to be blamed on my netflix free trial which b. t. dubs. is AWESOME. Sorry I mean to say that in a sexy high pitch voice... AWESOME. That's better.

I watch so many good movies. Which kinda sucks because I can't write about them fast enough to post on my other blog (smileyfacesrus.blogspot.com)and often movies have awesome lines I'm too lazy to write down.

"We don't flirt girls just find us"-Four Faced Liar

Also my blackberry has....... the white screen of death (dumm dumm daaaahhh) No seriously it's called that. So my door to people who would forced me to go outside is limited. Also most of my friend are out their living while I'm locked in a room like that asshole Miranda in The Tempest or Shilo in Repo the Genetic Opera or Lily in the Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus or Johanna in Sweeney Todd or whatever other white teens in movies I'm going to write my desertation about. The problem with me is that this is self impossed.

It probably doesn't help that I have a car. I was too busy eye-ing a lady when everyone else was taking their driving tests and going to classes.

Also I don't feel great... emotionally.

Anyway these are all the things I can disclose about myself without going to far... also I saw an awesome film on nextflix called Not Yet Rated it's awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwesssssome.

Anywayz people see u later

RIP Gil Scott Heron

A post that is adequate to describe this man's affect on my life is coming but right now it's like 3:43 am and I keep going to bed at 4:00 am every night so .. yeah enjoy videos
Instead of doing the most famous "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" I'll do this fromo is last album I'm New Here

I'm going to be the Johnny Appleseed of sound

check out Rives' blog. shopliftwindchimes.com..i'll post on him tomorrow when i'm not tired.

One Hundred and Eight Degrees

— Federico Moramarco
Have you considered the possibility
that everything you believe is wrong,
not merely off a bit, but totally wrong,
nothing like things as they really are?

If you’ve done this, you know how durably fragile
those phantoms we hold in our heads are,
those wisps of thought that people die and kill for,
betray lovers for, give up lifelong friendships for.

If you’ve not done this, you probably don’t understand this poem,
or think it’s not even a poem, but a bit of opaque nonsense,
occupying too much of your day’s time,
so you probably should stop reading it here, now.

But if you’ve arrived at this line,
maybe, just maybe, you’re open to that possibility,
the possibility of being absolutely completely wrong,
about everything that matters.

How different the world seems then:
everyone who was your enemy is your friend,
everything you hated, you now love,
and everything you love slips through your fingers like sand.

"It's a poem doing a dangerous dance with prose"-CS

On January 29, 2011 -two years ago on Saturday- I started this blog. A friend of my brother told me she thought "I should blog it out." And thus a problem was born. I have 3 1/2 blogs [I share one], 4 tumblrs [soon to be three], and 1 livejournal. I've been to Europe and met Frank a  BAMF (my new vocab word) -slash- tour guide. I have luckily fallen out of love [thank you goddess], read like 20 film books, read the gorgeous book Cunt, realized how my true friends are, gone to college, watched brilliant films, printing pictures in a dark room, taken a poetry class with a guy I've wanted to meet forever, and had a death scare that turned out not be deadly.

I'm 17 and I think my life's pretty good. Even if I scream otherwise.

I've deleted almost all of the blog posts that were here before because I'm over the shit that I had to blog out. It only took two years and the ability not to email the person I used to adore. Sigh. Don't worry people of the internet I'm fine but losing people is difficult.

-ArK
[& I know the title is random just making a point to my bff]