for one of THOSE days- Rachel Roberts

We all have them (some of us more often that others). Nothing seems to go right for you, you have been dropping things, embarrassing yourself, messing everything you have worked on that day you've messed up, and you're saying the wrong thing at the wrong time all day long. By the time you get home, you are a puddle of rage and all you want to do is scream, rip your hair out, cry, and break a lamp. But what you actually need to do is sit down, scream and cry into a pillow, and unwind and remember that tomorrow is a new day. This playlist is a sample of the songs I like to listen to after a day where absolutely nothing went as planned and everything fell apart.


1. Two Fingers by Jake Bugg- for starters, he just makes me happy, so naturally anything by him is going to make me feel better. But the line  "I got out I got out I'm alive and I'm here to stay" serves as a friendly reminder that I did make it though a craptastic day and you know what I can make it through a bunch more. So world, throw your worst at me.

2. Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene by Hozier- ok I realize this is not a very happy (or relevant) song. But it gets stuck in my head and I find myself humming it days later. It keeps my mind off whatever happened that day because I am too occupied with this song.

3.  Hold Back The River by James Bay- after a long day, this song usually facilitates a nice cleansing cry. Which is usually what I need to do to get rid of the day.

4. Ophelia by The Lumineers- these folks, no matter the content of the song, make me feel better. This song in particular because THE PIANO IS FIRE. I desperately want to learn to play it. This is just one of those songs that gives off good vibes (it also references Ophelia from Hamlet, which is pretty cool).

5. Shot Reverse Shot by Jack Johnson- this is just one of many upbeat, happy, beachy Jack Johnson songs guaranteed to put you in a better mood and a smile on your face within the first few seconds. I put this at the end because it makes you forget about your cruddy day and put you in a much happier state of mind. Its out with the bad and in with the good at this point. The beachy vibe helps you relax and realize that tomorrow will be a better day.

whoozits and whatzits galore- Rachel Roberts

For those of you who have known me for a while (or have read half my blog posts) know my addiction to Disney and my obsession with working at Disneyworld as a face character. So naturally I want to be a Disney princess, Ariel to be specific, even though she isn't my overall favorite princess. But she has the best life out of all the rest, I feel like a list is going to be the best way to get this across.

Reasons being Ariel would be the best:
1. for starters, she was A FREAKING MERMAID. I mean that's justification in itself. Who wouldn't want to be a mermaid???
2. Her dad is king of the ocean, making you princess of the ocean. That's pretty freaking cool. "hey what does your dad do?" "oh he's just the king of the ocean"
3. Not only are you a princess of the ocean, you marry a prince on land, making you princess of that country. Double royalty? YES PLEASE
4. Speaking of princes, Eric is pretty attractive, so that's a plus. He's also not the brightest, so I think we all know who will be making all the decision in this relationship, probably end up controlling what the country does too.
5. Ariel's hair is FLAWLESS 24/7, mine is... not.... ever... so I would like her hair very very very much. Its so voluminous and the color is perfect and so is the style.
6. She can talk to sea creatures and they actually talk back. That is pretty much all I want out of life.
7. Eric's dog, Max, is adorable and perfect and actually smarter than Eric and he would be my best friend.
8. Ariel's singing voice is on point all the time, except for when Ursula is causing problems. But she's dead now so no worries.
9. I would get to be A REAL DISNEY PRINCESS. so basically achieve all my life goals.
10. She gets to live in a castle by the beach, which would be pretty cool.
11. She has some awesome collections (and is basically a hoarder, so I mean I'm getting close to her level of "collections").
12. (In my opinion) she has the best dresses out of all the other princesses. I would love to be the best dressed Disney princess!

There is no question that living as Ariel would be fantastic.

My Life Most Decidedly Should Be a Movie - Cas Young

There are lots of times when I wish I was in a movie or a TV show, but then I watch Game of Thrones and quickly change my mind. Being a fictional character must be hard. There's always so much action and so many secrets and so many responsibilities, I don't know if I'd make it a day in King's Landing... or anywhere else for that matter. Hogwarts? Forget it. As much as I like magic, fighting in the battle of Hogwarts would make me pee my pants. So where exactly do I fit in in the fictional world?

The Hundred Acre Wood.

I've already expressed my love for A. A. Milne, he is my favourite author because he created such a wonderful little world. Every character is so quaint and content to take life as it comes. They solve problems, maybe a little more eccentrically than usual, but they do it together and I think that so cute and precious.

This is my way of saying I want to be Winnie the Pooh. I think he is my soul. And I am his. He will do anything for food, he is always hungry, and favors sweet foods over others. He loves all his friends in the hundred acre woods so genuinely, he looks past all their perceived faults and sees the value in them as (people? animals?).

He also has minimal responsibility. I really want minimal responsibility...

And he tries really hard to make his friends' lives better. He moved Eeyore's house when it was winter to the not-windy side of the forest, even though he was just fine where he was just so his friend could be a little warmer. And his plan backfired a little, and the house took a while to reconstruct, but his intentions were good, and all was forgiven.

He is so easily pleased and easily entertained, I can't help but already think we're the same person. Throwing sticks into the river and watching them float to the other side? What a simple pleasure, and doing it with a friend like piglet must have made it all the more fun.

For those of us with jet black bowl cuts: Rachael Gilbert

I, like all children living in the 21st century, went through my "awkward phase". It was terrible. And, I would argue that it was a lot worse than most people's because mine was an "awkward scene phase"....I know. I feel the silent judgement as I type.
I (thankfully) have no pictures left of those two years of my life because I have burned them all. But I'll provide a rough picture:
1.) My hair was black (I home dyed it actually, and to this day, 5 years later, some of my towels are still stained black)
2.) My nails were likewise black
3.) The black theme also translated to my clothing (my dog at the time had a predominately white coat, and I really didn't know how shedding worked so I'd go to school in all black, thinking I looked incredibly badass, and have white fur all over my black skinny jeans).
4.) I had a bowl cut
(Okay, the next story is going to deviate slightly from my intent for this blog post but whatevs) so in sixth grade I was a cursing virgin. I didn't even know that those words existed until like, 5th grade, so obviously being the incredibly cool emo I was, I wanted to curse.
And so I did. But, unfortunatley, I didn't really know which words went with which situation so...
The first time I cursed I was sitting next to Olivia Jennings in math class, I dropped my dinasour pencil case on the floor and subsequently said...
"Oh hell asshole"
Olivia Jennings gave me a look I will never forget. At the time, i believed she gave me this look because i had just commited a sin. So I apologized, saying
"Oh I'm so sorry, sometimes it just slips out. I curse all the time."
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I later learned she did not give me that look because her dainty ears had been singed by my fervent cursing but because I had no fucking idea how to curse.
5 years later and I'm glad we fixed that problem.

Anyway, back to the point, I decided today to make a tribute to this time in my life by creating the "perfect playlist for the awkward scene kid"

1.) "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance
This was the first song I listened to by MCR, a band that would destroy my sixth grade self. Nevermind that this song is complaining about teenagers (which let's remind ourselves, you are), it sounds awesome. It's also got the "explict" label at the mall which I thought was the epitome of cool at the time. "Teenagers" will also introduce you to the great passtime of feeling superior to all of your peers and seeing no need to interact with anyone ever. fun.

2.) "Weightless" by All Time Low
Do you understand the meaning of this song? No. No you do not. But he's obviously complaining about something, which is all you do, so it's a requirement to like this song. Also, this song should only ever be listened to at full volume with your headphones. Because that's obviously cool. Don't worry about destroying your eardrums or anything. Not being able to hear from "raging" too hard is also cool.

3.) "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" by Fall Out Not
You have no idea why all the vowels are gone or what this song is about, but I'm the plus side there is a lot of angry yelling about some girl who destroyed the hopes and dreams of the singer. Which you will relate to on a very personal level as you pine after the hottest kid in your grade who would never have anything to do with your awkward and hair dye filled existence.

4.) "The Middle" by Jimmy Eat World
I actually still kinda like this song, but for very different reasons than I did in middle school. Middle school me listened to this during fits of existential crisis and used it to back up the fact that having no friends was cool since all of human existence was a posion on this earth. I kept a journal (black velvet of course) in sixth grade which I dug up for this occasion and I have a journal entry about this song (I also didn't understand how band names worked so I call the singer Jimmy...), here is an exerpt (it's from October 12th of 2010 btw)
"I hate everone today. I think Jimmy is the only one who understands me, he nows (*actual me here* yes, i did indeed not know the difference between "know" and "now" at the the time) that people are just stupid. Maddie is stupid. Lauren is stupid. Obama is stupid. (*me here again* no hate Obama, you pretty chill. Also, i haven't spoken to Maddie or Lauren since seventh grade and I'm sure they're decent people) I'm not stupid though. And neither is Jimmy."
I have no words for that journal entry.

5.) "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" by Death Cab for Cutie
I think the band's name is enough explanation for why it makes this list.

6.) "Therapy" by All Time Low
This song romantizes mental illness which was the kind of shitty thing I was into in sixth grade. It was also generally kinda like "the world sucks and I'm better than everyone in it", a belief I firmly subscribed to for two and a half years. It's chorus is also really catchy...so there's that.

This blog post is the worst: Rachael Gilbert

There are few things I hate more than this question. I feel like it's something asked at ice breakers" in those super awkward college visit tour groups or on the first way of school.
It is, in my opinion a very stupid question.
1.) There is no way I could ever choose between being Neville Longbottom and Matt Murdock.
2. ) if I were to be either of them I would die immediately.
3.) You really shouldn't want to be a fictional character because their life is terrible. Having a terrible life is (i think) a requirement for having a book written about you because it's interesting. If Matt Murdock wasn't a blind crimfighter with a dead father no one would give two shits about him. But he is. And so I obsessively watch the show.

But, since this is for a grade I suppose I have to answer the question.
I just had to say it was stupid first.

Anyway, i would probably be Matt Murdock. He's the star of "Marvel's Daredevil" (which is nothing like the film "Daredevil" which should never be mentioned, because it is so shitty even Nicholas Cage wouldn't want to be a part of it) and he's pretty great.
Actually, that isn't true, he's kinda a crap person (i mean sammmmmmmeeeee)
But I think that's what I really like about him, a lot of times superhero movies (ahem, Superman) or comics (lookin' at you Captain America) depict superheroes as these untouchable saints who make the right decisions everytime. Daredevil isn't like that. He struggles with the morality of what he's doing and is afraid of giving himself over to the violence he's exposed to. He has real relationships with his friends and struggles with lying to them about every aspect of his life.
This description is making him sound like a really sad puppy (which, tbh, he is) but he still manages to carry on and be the person that Hell's Kitchen needs. I think that amount of self sacrifice is admirable. he doesn't like what he's doing. Unlike other superheroes he doesn't find it enjoyable or fun, he hates it. And yet he continues to do it because he knows it's what Hell's Kitchen needs. I, someday, would like to have that type of perspective; understanding that what I do with my life shouldn't be because it's fun, but rather because it benifits something beyond myself.
Noah Tapp and I got into an argument (okay, maybe not argument, let's call it "Civil Discussion With A Lot of Raised Voices") about the enevitability of nonexistence last year(pretty weighty subject for Chemistry, i know, but hey, i was being really pretentious and melodramatic and Noah thought it was funny (it was)).
Anyway, my point was that inevitably I will die.
I will cease to be a part of this existence and the only thing left of me will be a couple of bones and my life's work. So ultimatley, I, as a human being, do not matter. But what I do now, or tommorow, or in ten years does. (That last part was Noah's contribution btw, I did not have that clarity. I was just like 'whelp I'm gonna die so nothing matters', i was cheery last year).
Anyway, that's why I want to be like Matt Murdock, he's very human, he makes mistakes and screws up and all that jazz, but eventually he does the right thing, and makes a difference to hundreds of people. And that's all I can hope for.

It's also the most fucking awesome thing that he's a BLIND CRIMEFIGHTER, who micromanages the shit our of Hell's Kitchen

Parental Guidance Suggested- Liz Graves

"Mama said there'd be days like this..." We all have our terrible, horrible, no-good, very-bad days and often the best thing to do is just let it out. So, without further ado, I give you my Screw the World playlist.

**Parental Guidance Suggested** It should be noted that I really don't hate everybody at all, sometimes it just feels like that. 

(They all have incredible beats to run to, so this kind of doubles as my running playlist--sorry Mr. Logsdon!)

Roots- Imagine Dragons: This is a really great song to start a run with because it gets progressively faster and more intense.  Besides the beat, though, the lyrics are really powerful. The chorus is about hitting rock bottom and going back to your roots (hence the name of the song). The implication of going back to your roots is that you're figuring out who you really are under the brave face you put on. Part of that is admitting things have hurt you or made you angry.

Miss Independent- Kelly Clarkson: Sometimes solidarity sucks. There is nothing worse that someone telling you they understand, when they really just don't. Sometimes it gives me strength to feel like it's me against the world, like maybe I'm the hero in a really bad action movie. It also has a great tempo that helps me keep pace in the middle of my run (that's why it is in the middle).

Gives You Hell- All-American Rejects: I would love to tell people how much they've made me angry, but that would probably result in black eyes and arrest. That is why this song is excellent for being angry. It's always satisfying to think about your enemies suffering slow and painful deaths. Also, it has a great tempo for the middle of a run--which is actually true for all the songs in the middle.

Hollaback Girl- Gwen Stefani: The early 2000s were a golden time for angsty-pop music... This is basically my way of experiencing confrontation without experiencing confrontation. Even without watching the music video, I was picturing a school-yard brawl when I heard this for the first time. Also, the stomping at the beginning is iconic.

The Real Slim Shady- Eminem: The lyrics to this song are absolutely appalling, and I hesitated to include this for that reason. HOWEVER, Eminem is great at being honest and laying it all out there, and, if I'm going to be honest, I internally scream the f-bomb on a daily basis (much like the lyrics to this song). I usually sprint when this song comes on (thus, it is last) and it helps me get all of my frustrations out.

By the end I am usually emotionally and physically exhausted, so I don't listen to this every time I run, just when I need to let myself be enraged. So there is your peek into my tortured soul (kidding) and I really hope none of that was TMI. Please don't judge my less-than-refined-2000s-pop choices...

Assignment 23: the perfect playlist

A Blast From the Past

"High Fidelity" (2000) was a film that was remarkably ahead of its time. The film tells the story of Rob Gordon, a washed-up music junkie (played by the fantastic John Cusack) who spends his days creating perfect 5 song playlists. There's his playlist for his worst break up ever, his playlist of the top 5 soul tracks released between 1955 and 1965, and his playlist for his ex-girlfriend's dad's funeral.

Today, thanks to Spotify,  Limewire, iTunes, the "genius" Itunes feature, and Pandora, creating a "perfect" playlist has never been easier.

On the other hand, Rob probably would be appalled by the slapdash way some of us throw together any group of songs above a certain tempo before we head to the gym, or take all those below a certain tempo and thoughtlessly label it “chillaxxx.” As Rob forewarned, “The making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art. Many do’s and don’ts. You’re using someone else’s poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing.”

So for this blog assignment, create a "perfect" playlist for something. It could be your perfect playlist to listen to at the gym (boring!), perfect playlist for a rainy day, perfect playlist for anything. . . be as creative as you can. Once you have chosen a topic, select 5 tracks for this playlist, noting the song and artist, and write a few sentences explaining why you chose this song, what this song adds to your playlist, why you put it where you did, and how it works with the other songs you selected to create a cohesive perfect playlist.

If you want link it to a spotify playlist and share a link.

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, April 3rd at 11:59 pm

(Last day to turn in make up assignments 21-23)

entry inspired by John Cowgill

Assignment #22- Liz Graves

If I could be any fictional character I would be Cammie Morgan from the Gallagher Girls series. Cammie Morgan is a high school student that goes to the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women- a secret school for spies. She gets to go to spy school. I feel like that's enough said right there, but I'll go on because I need to meet 150 words. She has two amazing best friends (also spies) that she goes on unsanctioned, expulsion-worthy missions with. Basically gets to save the world on a weekly basis. Cammie has a very supportive mother, who just happens to be a retired spy legend. She is fluent in a million different languages (probably only ten but still...). Cammie gets to go to a bunch of white-tie (yeah, not just black-tie, white-tie) affairs and wear the incredible designer dresses and shoes. She gets to use all the really cool spy gadgets. She also has really cool problems. They are problems nonetheless, but they are much more glamorous than mine. I worry about watching too much Netflix, eating too much white bread, whether or not I've finished my calculus homework, and the occasional catastrophe like I have nothing to wear to school tomorrow, and then I end up wearing the same long-sleeve t-shirt, black leggings, and tennis shoes that seem to have become my uniform*. Cammie gets to worry about the strength of the tether line that allows her to zip line over the rooftops of Manhattan and whether or not her concealed firearm is showing through her Versace red, silk dress. Although her life is stressful, it is exciting, and there's a lot to be said for that kind of thrill.

*I realize these are totally first-world problems and I kind of feel like a brat for admitting that these are actually things that stress me out. Please forgive my whining. It's an artistic choice.

Alec Dupont 22

there is a little know super hero known as Dr. Manhattan, and this is the character I would like to be. Most people reading this will probably not know who this man is, so I have a little explaining to do.like many a superhero, Dr. Manhattan was born out of an experiment gone wrong. His body was anatomically disassembled and later reassembled in an entirely new form. If there is one adjective that you could use to describe him is, to put it bluntly, overpowered. He is literally omnipotent with no physical task being out of his grasp. Imagine all the things you could do, you would make every shot you take in basketball, master any sport, create any object you want. If there is any person standing in your way, you just separate every molecule in their body. But in a more serious note, you could achieve world peace by disassembling every weapon on the planet. No one could stop you.

Alec Dupont 21

At this moment somewhere in the universe, there is a super-massive black hole sucking up matter and light with such colossal force that it literally bends time. interesting things happen as you near a black hole, things people might only dream of as science fiction. but the black hole itself may not be black. we have no idea what a black hole looks like, since no light escapes, all we see is a blip in space, an empty spot. The point we cannot see beyond is called the "event horizon". Past this point no one knows what happens. but before you get there, there are some interesting points. Because of the way light behaves around the strong forces around the black hole it has some fun party tricks. at a certain distance from the black hole, photons orbit the black hole. so you could theoretically look to your left and see the back of your head! black holes also let you see what is going on behind them, as light passes the black hole, its bends the path of photons and you can see things that should be obscured by the event horizon. so somewhere in the world

Clara 21

At this moment, somewhere in the universe someone is stubbing there toe. About 15 minutes ago this someone was me and I really hope this someone is never me again. Now, at this moment, somewhere in the universe, they are realizing they stubbed it so badly they are tracking blood along with them as I did when I stepped into my kitchen. And now, at this moment, somewhere in the universe, they are hopping on one foot to attempt to not track the blood along with them. and now, at this moment, somewhere in the universe, they are wiping of the blood and wishing to through up because of the horrible, yet surprisingly unpainful cut on their foot. And now, at this moment, somewhere in the universe, they are hopefully putting a bandaid on it. And now, at this moment, somewhere in the universe, they are telling someone about it like I am telling all of you.

Clara 22

If I had 10 seconds (which is about the time I gave myself) to decide to be any fictional character out there, I would transform myself into Hermione Granger. I would of course enjoy having a wand and being a student of Hogwarts, but this is not the main reason for my transformation. Hermione gets to, as well as had to, be a part of 2 worlds, and handles it very well. Although the term "filthy mudblood" does occasionally get to her, she tends to hold herself in tough situations making the other person look worse. Hermione is also a very intelligent, and although some people sometimes see her as conceited, I see her as determined. She wants to show that she can be very intelligent even though she is a muggle. As well, as she grows older, she learns how to better handle her knowledge. As well, she has 2 amazing friendships with Ron and Harry and keeps them for years and years which rarely happens. And of course, on top of all of this, Hermione helps to save the entire Wizarding World and is one so who would not want to be her?  

Maintenant - Cas Young

There is this kid. His name is Lyle and he is four years old. Lyle lives on a planet strikingly similar to Earth, far across the huge and vast universe, except his Earth is a little different.

Where Lyle lives, there is one government. There is a supreme overlord; this overlord has no gender. They are a daschund named Sir Raymond and he is a surprisingly fair and just ruler. Loved by all, feared by few, he is the ideal person to be ruling this nation. 

There is one large landmass on this planet. Just one. It's called... something. But it has many rivers that flow to every stretch of land across this huge continent. The economy is very stable.

In Lyle's world, people are inherently good, unlike here where people are a big ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. There's no need for religion or for too many laws. There's just the right amount. Which means Lyle can enjoy a certain amount of freedom for a four-year-old. He particularly enjoys painting washable murals on the side of his neighbor's garage. They enjoy the art, and when they have guests, they can just wash it off with the garden hose. Sometimes Lyle does this in public. His mother tells him it looks beautiful; sometimes they come back to look at it a week later, and it'll still be there! Another thing he likes to do is go to the book store by himself, play with the puppets, and borrow a book. It's okay that he doesn't pay- he always brings it back.

Lyle thinks his world is awfully loud. You see, there's not a lot of heavy machinery or industrial towns or big factories, that's not the problem. You see, all people with Type A blood can hear people's thoughts. That's Lyle's Type, so he hears a lot of people talking even when they aren't saying anything- he thinks it's kind of annoying, which is reasonable. You'd think it wasn't fair that only Type A people get the cool power, but Type B people can talk to animals, Type AB can levitate (Only a few feet. Safety precaution.), and Type O can bake really good apple pies. This may seem like a crappy skill, but apple pies are the national food, and no one but Type O people can make them actually taste good. Other types usually stick to blueberry and cherry pies instead.

This societal divide is minimal at worst. People are encouraged to have a wide variety of Types in their lives, especially since blood types are genetically passed down. People do love a good apple pie, you know? 

There's only one language spoken. It's ancient Latin. Fairly simple with strong ties to tradition and societal foundation. Makes travelling quite easy, especially since Sir Raymond established a worldwide standard currency and there's an astonishing lack of borders.

The world is out there for Lyle to explore.

I wish we lived there.

Assignment 21- Noah Tapp

at this moment someone else right now is sitting in bed pondering over their actions in the past week. I thought this was going to be a normal weekend to the week but no. I somehow practasinated on my apush unit assignments for a fifth time, was assigned a take home test in anatomy, and had homework in physics, calculus, and English. My point to you is this: I don't know why I registered for a tennis tournament and ignored my disgusting  workload. See someone in the world right now is doing the exact same thing-  Wondering why they did something or wondering why they didn't do something. Regret is a tough feeling. And I am  writing this blog at 3am so I'm sure you know how much regret I have for not doint my work a while back.  although we all live in different parts of the world, we all occasionally think about the things we didn't do at 3 am on a Sunday morning.however it's not always mr. Cain

Assignment 22: Fictional Character, Fictional Life

Out of all of the books, all of the movies, and all of the television shows you have watched, consider your favorite characters. Then, answer the following:

If you could be any fictional character, who would you be and why?

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, March 20th at 11:59 pm

(Last day to submit Blogs 21-23 is April 3rd)

Lauryn McNair #21

At this moment, somewhere in the universe, one of the world's greatest artist has yet to be discovered. I don't know who they are, or what they're doing. They're probably going through a hardship of some sort. Maybe an abusive family, or terrible breakup. Or they're living in poverty or they're parents just got divorced. Maybe it's none of those things or none of those things combined. But something in this world is happening to them, the perfect combination of stress and empathy and talent is coming together to create an artist this world has never seen. They're probably unaware of the impact they'll have on this world or the sheer amount of talent that lies within them. They may be out with friends doing something they'll later regret and eventually find a place for in their work. They may be at home thinking their life couldn't get any worse and wishing for it all to end. Or they could be like me, doing all of their homework at the last minute trying to maximize the amount of the sleep they can receive. But, whoever they, or whatever they're doing, they're out there. And they have no idea yet.

The New Red Scare- Liz Graves

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe...

someone else is also getting a ton of crap for having red hair. They are getting comments like, "Gingers have no soul," and "Wow, you are so pale," and "There's that red-headed temper again," or, my personal favorite, "Did your head get caught in a lawn mower and that's why your hair looks like that?" (8th grade was a particularly rough year). To that someone who is/has experienced the same amount of teasing I have been forced to endure, I present to you this statistic: natural red heads now make up about 4% of the total world population. We, my friend, are part of an elite group that was blessed with fiery locks of the sun. Our tempers are infamous, which means no one will ever be brave enough to cross us. Those red streaks they see are the blood of our enemies. We were born with an air of brooding mystery, which means we are just inherently bad-a**.  Chin up, comrade, because all the mocking we brave is born out of jealousy. Just look at the millions of people who try to achieve the same hair color and have only a garish red to show for it. It is time for us to become leaders, to show the world that blondes don't have more fun, and brunettes, well, they're just boring. We are not a dying breed, we are a generation of saviors. Stand with me, brothers and sisters, and proudly wave your hair back and forth.