Dear Luda,
I’m a huge fan and I just have a few questions:
1. Was it really love if you were only 13?
2. Why were you still playing on the play ground in middle school?
3. Did you know caffeine stunts growth and development?
4. Were you allowed to see her on the weekend?
5. Did you hold hands in school?
6. Did you pass notes because cell phones didn’t exist?
7. Did you talk on AIM?
8. Did you even have a computer?
9. Why did you stay in unrequited love affair?
10. How long did it last?
11. Was it more than two weeks? (cause that would be serious)
12. Who said I love you first?
13. Did she have her friend dump you for her?
Check Yes or No,
TGO13
22.3.11
18.3.11
On Friday We Wear Jeans
Dear Rebecca and Jenna,
In case you didn’t know today is friday. TGIF. Today I’m rockin’ a hoodie layered with a tee (got my jb swag) and jeans. But nobody in this country better be wearing my jeans, as they came from top shop. I know in middle school it’s cool to wear the same things as everyone else, but once you hit college you have to trend set, not follow. The more obscure what you do, wear, eat, or listen to, the cooler you are. The last thing you want is to turn on the TV and see that Hannah Montana is wearing your outfit. Your jeans just became the tackiest shit you could put on your body. If more than one person likes the same thing as you, drop that because it's not hot anymore. But what do I know? I’m old and don’t even know the days of the week. I also didn’t know that you’re supposed to think long and hard about what seat to claim in the car. I called shot gun for life. oops. I guess from now on I’ll start calling bitch, because a teeny bopper does. And i’m sure some hipsters are having a fit because they started riding bitch before RB was even born.
i so excited.
TGO13
In case you didn’t know today is friday. TGIF. Today I’m rockin’ a hoodie layered with a tee (got my jb swag) and jeans. But nobody in this country better be wearing my jeans, as they came from top shop. I know in middle school it’s cool to wear the same things as everyone else, but once you hit college you have to trend set, not follow. The more obscure what you do, wear, eat, or listen to, the cooler you are. The last thing you want is to turn on the TV and see that Hannah Montana is wearing your outfit. Your jeans just became the tackiest shit you could put on your body. If more than one person likes the same thing as you, drop that because it's not hot anymore. But what do I know? I’m old and don’t even know the days of the week. I also didn’t know that you’re supposed to think long and hard about what seat to claim in the car. I called shot gun for life. oops. I guess from now on I’ll start calling bitch, because a teeny bopper does. And i’m sure some hipsters are having a fit because they started riding bitch before RB was even born.
i so excited.
TGO13
9.3.11
Rockin' out like a teeny-bopper
You know you’re at a teeny-bopper concert when:
1) The show ends at 10:30.
2) There are more X’s on hands than wristbands.
3) Half of the crowd leaves after the opener because school’s tomorrow.
4) The kid beside you has braces.
5) Someone brought their mom.
6) The opener just premiered their music video on Disney Channel.
7) One band member is celebrating her 21st birthday the day of the show.
8) The tour bus is an advertisement for a movie about prom.
9) You feel like reprimanding the band when they cuss.
10) You and your friends are the only ones drinking.
I went to see Allstar Weekend. I partied like it’s not my birthday.
TGO13
1) The show ends at 10:30.
2) There are more X’s on hands than wristbands.
3) Half of the crowd leaves after the opener because school’s tomorrow.
4) The kid beside you has braces.
5) Someone brought their mom.
6) The opener just premiered their music video on Disney Channel.
7) One band member is celebrating her 21st birthday the day of the show.
8) The tour bus is an advertisement for a movie about prom.
9) You feel like reprimanding the band when they cuss.
10) You and your friends are the only ones drinking.
I went to see Allstar Weekend. I partied like it’s not my birthday.
TGO13
3.3.11
SOS, it's Kevin Jonas!
Ahh, Kevin Jonas.
The Isaac to MMMBoping Taylor & Zac, the Athos to swashbuckling Porthos & Aramis, the Simon to helium-pitched Alvin & Theodore. The Kevin to mop-headed Nick & Joe. Together ("all for one, one for all"), the Jonas Brothers.
Joe got to lead the gang during the Bros. hay-day; he got the heartthrob role in Camp Rock, he stood center stage, he hogged most of the squealing girl attention. It was Joe whose face was the biggest on all the merch, too - the plastic Wal-Mart backpacks, the sparkly purple dog tag necklaces, and the fold-out posters and magazine covers. Sure, he was Burnin' Up there for a little while, but then he tried to straighten his hair. It was almost a preemptive, half-hearted attempt at the Bieber Flip, but it didn't quite make it. Just in time for the Jonas TV show, Joe's hair was a successful imitation of the bouffant trend in ladies hairstyles of the 1950s.
With Joe's star sinking under the weight of all that hairspray, it was time for the next Jonas to step into the spotlight. And who better, really, than Nick, the youngest and quieter, deeply sensitive brother who did most of the song writing anyways. The American Public was due for a good emotionally raw idol, someone with depth and a quiet humility about them. And that's for damn sure what we got. Hello Beautiful and youthful, baby-faced Nick. No more of this Live to Party, but now wanting to be loved for Who I Am and being Just Friends (but actually, not really). Nick goes acoustic, then all of a sudden, he's got his own project going with some troupe called "The Administration", and the tour is a hit. The Baby Jonas has done it.
But, wait, Hold On! What about the third Jo Bro, Kevin? Well, he bopped around behind his two brother on stage for a while, sometimes holding a guitar, sometimes not. Just along for the ride, you know. Then, his Three Stooges style comedic talents were discovered, and he became the most massive ditz ever in Jonas. And with all the competition for that title from the female co-stars, that's saying something. After two years of leaving set in tears over his pathetically poor excuse for even being including in the group (what are genetics, really?), a bright light appeared in Kevin's life: the whole Jonas Fam was on vacation in the Caribbean when he met a charming young lady (DON'T WORRY, he was still wearing his purity ring. Thank. God.). They played in the waves and laid in the sand, they walked and held hands - where were the Disney cameras then? this has HSM4 written all over it - and kept dating for several years afterward. This wasn't a big deal because no one in the media actually cared about Kevin's life. Then, *POOF* they were married and K Bro swapped his chastity ring for a wedding band.
Was the world disturbed? Did the Tween's earth axis tilt a little, were there sobbing vigils held in memorial of a Jonas Brother no longer being single? 360 days of mourning instituted across LA?
Nope, no one gave a flying fig. And with that, the eldest Jo Bro faded into pop culture oblivion, leaving behind two younger brothers for the Tweens to salivate over and the larger population of women over 16 who just didn't care anymore. Maybe by the Year 3000, when everyone buys their 7th album, Nick will be able to carry the Joe and Kevin popularity dead-weight, but I doubt it.
<3
T-ST-B
The Isaac to MMMBoping Taylor & Zac, the Athos to swashbuckling Porthos & Aramis, the Simon to helium-pitched Alvin & Theodore. The Kevin to mop-headed Nick & Joe. Together ("all for one, one for all"), the Jonas Brothers.
Joe got to lead the gang during the Bros. hay-day; he got the heartthrob role in Camp Rock, he stood center stage, he hogged most of the squealing girl attention. It was Joe whose face was the biggest on all the merch, too - the plastic Wal-Mart backpacks, the sparkly purple dog tag necklaces, and the fold-out posters and magazine covers. Sure, he was Burnin' Up there for a little while, but then he tried to straighten his hair. It was almost a preemptive, half-hearted attempt at the Bieber Flip, but it didn't quite make it. Just in time for the Jonas TV show, Joe's hair was a successful imitation of the bouffant trend in ladies hairstyles of the 1950s.
With Joe's star sinking under the weight of all that hairspray, it was time for the next Jonas to step into the spotlight. And who better, really, than Nick, the youngest and quieter, deeply sensitive brother who did most of the song writing anyways. The American Public was due for a good emotionally raw idol, someone with depth and a quiet humility about them. And that's for damn sure what we got. Hello Beautiful and youthful, baby-faced Nick. No more of this Live to Party, but now wanting to be loved for Who I Am and being Just Friends (but actually, not really). Nick goes acoustic, then all of a sudden, he's got his own project going with some troupe called "The Administration", and the tour is a hit. The Baby Jonas has done it.
But, wait, Hold On! What about the third Jo Bro, Kevin? Well, he bopped around behind his two brother on stage for a while, sometimes holding a guitar, sometimes not. Just along for the ride, you know. Then, his Three Stooges style comedic talents were discovered, and he became the most massive ditz ever in Jonas. And with all the competition for that title from the female co-stars, that's saying something. After two years of leaving set in tears over his pathetically poor excuse for even being including in the group (what are genetics, really?), a bright light appeared in Kevin's life: the whole Jonas Fam was on vacation in the Caribbean when he met a charming young lady (DON'T WORRY, he was still wearing his purity ring. Thank. God.). They played in the waves and laid in the sand, they walked and held hands - where were the Disney cameras then? this has HSM4 written all over it - and kept dating for several years afterward. This wasn't a big deal because no one in the media actually cared about Kevin's life. Then, *POOF* they were married and K Bro swapped his chastity ring for a wedding band.
Was the world disturbed? Did the Tween's earth axis tilt a little, were there sobbing vigils held in memorial of a Jonas Brother no longer being single? 360 days of mourning instituted across LA?
Nope, no one gave a flying fig. And with that, the eldest Jo Bro faded into pop culture oblivion, leaving behind two younger brothers for the Tweens to salivate over and the larger population of women over 16 who just didn't care anymore. Maybe by the Year 3000, when everyone buys their 7th album, Nick will be able to carry the Joe and Kevin popularity dead-weight, but I doubt it.
<3
T-ST-B
1.3.11
One Less Lonely Girl
So the cat’s out of the bag. And if you as unhealthily invested in the lives of pop star adolescents as we are, you are aware that Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez are now dating. I don’t know if it’s FBO yet, but they did go to the Oscars together, so I’d say it’s a done deal.
This has caused an outrage among the 7 million beliebers. If I were Selena, I wouldn’t go out in public. Girls hate her. Even the ones that had no chance of even meeting Justin, which is most of them. I hope this teenage romance is worth it, because Selena is taking a lot of heat. And in my experience, usually people regret who ever they date in high school. But lbr, Justin has got to be more mature than most guys his age. Seriously, he writes songs and raps for Luda. Definitely a keeper. Plus, he’s 17 now.
Happy Birthday Biebs. And Happy-I’m-not-such-a-creeper-anymore-day to Selena.
One more lonely girl,
TGO13
This has caused an outrage among the 7 million beliebers. If I were Selena, I wouldn’t go out in public. Girls hate her. Even the ones that had no chance of even meeting Justin, which is most of them. I hope this teenage romance is worth it, because Selena is taking a lot of heat. And in my experience, usually people regret who ever they date in high school. But lbr, Justin has got to be more mature than most guys his age. Seriously, he writes songs and raps for Luda. Definitely a keeper. Plus, he’s 17 now.
Happy Birthday Biebs. And Happy-I’m-not-such-a-creeper-anymore-day to Selena.
One more lonely girl,
TGO13
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