Monthly Archives: January 2013

Ten Things I Completely Misunderstood As a Child

1. That Jesse McCartney is in no way related to Paul McCartney. I couldn’t seem to grasp the concept that two people could share the same last name, but not the same genetics.

2. That it is possible to have olive-colored skin and not be Hispanic or adopted.

3. I had this terrifying misconception that the Easter Bunny would come into my room while he was hiding my basket and stand near my bed while hopping and shaking eggs full of chocolate and coins. *shivers* So, one night I woke up screaming, and that was the night I found out that the Easter Bunny does not exist. Sorry, kids.

4. That you will probably be hated on if you jump on the bandwagon when a certain team makes it to the Super Bowl.

5. Elephants and peanuts are actually not affiliated with one another in any way.

6. That it is not socially acceptable to wear rainbow striped tights with a lilac-colored jumper and a white turtleneck.

7. That high school is fun, and is similar to That’s So Raven.

8. That Santa does not have the power or time to change the entire shape and look of my room in one night.

9. That a bob haircut and bangs makes me look similar to a young Mexican boy. Here is a photo for reference:
I’m on the right. It’s not totally visible, but I think you get the gist.

10. That KISS probably isn’t a super-suitable band for seven-year-olds to listen to. Awkward punk phase. Don’t say you haven’t gone through it.


Things I Find Ridiculous #2: Anything named “Dear John”

Dear John: Movie
We were all dying to see the movie adaptation of Nicolas Sparks’ “Dear John,” a love story (what else?) about a man who goes off to war and his relationship with his girlfriend during that time.
The film itself wasn’t awful until the ending. If you’ve never seen it, I won’t give it away. But it’s terrible. Just putting that out there. Here are some of my emotions throughout the movie:

Dear John: Song
“Dear John… don’t you think I was too young to be messed with?” Well, Taylor Swift, nineteen year olds don’t typically go after 32 year olds. But I mean, whatever floats your boat.
“Don’t you think ninteen’s too young to be played by your dark, twisted games?” I don’t really have anything to say about this one. But hey, don’t fret Taylor. You’ll have another guy in no time. Here are some of my emotions throughout listening to this song.

Hope you enjoyed this late night blog post. Pce.