on shitty background music

On a similar note to my last post, the background music that emanates from our speakers here at Page Plus seems to get worse on a daily basis. Jesus Christ on Wheat Thins.
I've heard a few Cat Stevens covers on our music loop, but this particular one made me want to literally remove my eardrums to save myself from the horror that came upon me. My brain didn't really know how to react, resulting in a feeling similar to having one's brain dragged over a cheese grater.
The song in question is one of Cat Stevens' best, "Wild World." After a little research, I found that this abortion of a song cover came from a singer by the name of Maxi Priest, a reggae fusion artist. Now, I am generally a big fan of the reggae genre; the sounds of Bob Marley and the Wailers frequently grace my home. However, this vomitous sampling of quasi-reggae pop wannabe whining is the worst bastardization of both Cat Stevens' music and reggae music itself that I have heard in all my twenty-one years.

And now that I feel I've wasted a sufficient amount of time on this rant, here are the lyrics to Cat Stevens' "Wild World."

Lalalalalala...

Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there

CHORUS:
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
and I'll always remember you like a child, girl

You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you sad, girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

CHORUS

Lalalalala....

Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

CHORUS (x2)

i can't stand losing you

lyrics and music by the Police

I've called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's going to kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this

I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you

I see you've sent my letters back
And my LP records and they're all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense

I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing

I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don't care, so I wont cry
But you'll be sorry when I'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you'd call it suicide
But I'm too full to swallow my pride

I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing...

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This is absolutely not a whiny cry for attention related to a life situation. I've just had this g-d song stuck in my head all day and I felt the need to share it with any of you other sad people who happen across my blog.
Enjoy.

new project

I've decided I'm going to learn Russian, because I need something to keep my brain stimulated until I get back into school next year.

Союз нерушимый республик свободных
Сплотила навеки Великая Русь!
Да здравствует созданный волей народов
Единый, могучий Советский Союз!

ПРИПЕВ:

Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Дружбы народов надёжный оплот!
Партия Ленина — сила народная
Нас к торжеству коммунизма ведёт!

Сквозь грозы сияло нам солнце свободы,
И Ленин великий нам путь озарил:
На правое дело он поднял народы,
На труд и на подвиги нас вдохновил!

ПРИПЕВ

В победе бессмертных идей коммунизма
Мы видим грядущее нашей страны,
И Красному знамени славной Отчизны
Мы будем всегда беззаветно верны!

ПРИПЕВ

de colores

"...de colores se visten los campos en la primavera..."
Aa, las canciones de Joan Baez son poquito extraños, pero me gustan cuando tengo ganas de cantar en español.

A veces, me gusta hablar solamente en español. Es muy bueno para el mente...

"...y por eso, los grandes amores de muchos colores me gustan a mi."

supaa posuto nambaa wan

I'm never quite sure what to write about in the first post of a blog. It seems to me that it should be something relevant and interesting; a set of observations on one's settings or the world at large rather than whiny, angsty teen dramas. For this reason, I find myself somewhat at a loss.

My brain is rather drained at the moment due to the fact that I've been at work since 2 PM and have had to call tech support no fewer than three times today, with a full half-hour of hold time on each call. The first call involved a gentleman who seemed to be a new hire, which I gathered from his complete lack of knowledge when it came to my issue. After ten minutes of him attempting to verify my identity, he finally decided he didn't care anymore and told me I'd have to call back later.

-coughcoughfuckheadcoughcough-
Ahem, excuse me.

Point being, I find it difficult to come up with interesting topics when I'm drained to this point.
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