Put the Mirror down, and Back Away from the Plastic Surgeon

Celebrity plastic surgery mishaps. Enough said.

Quite frankly, I'm sick of the media hype over celebrities and their desire to look like unattractive plastic barbie dolls. There are more important things in the world to be concerned with than how many surgeries an infamous no good wannabe reality star went through in one day...oh you know, like the an earthquake that occurred in Haiti that left thousands dead and homeless? I think coverage of that rather than Heidi Montag's new disgusting tightly pulled face is more important, don't you think?

Nevertheless, I can't help on commenting on how ridiculous she is and her "new" face. Where she may now look in the mirror and think that she looks shiny and new, the rest of the world is tired of looking at her at all! But in all seriousness, does she listen to herself?

Oh, look at me, I'm Heidi, I got 10 procedures in one day, oh, and I almost died, AND I now have a bra size of DDD but I wanted even bigger, they just wouldn't fit, but ugh, I'm not an addict okay! Just because I'm 23 and changed my whole face where I'm almost unrecognizable does NOT mean I'm addicted to plastic surgery. Oh, and I'll totally do it again because I believe in inner beauty, that's the message I try to send to people. Inner beauty counts, but I'm not comfortable with my skin so I have to get more surgery. But I'm in an industry that requires this.

If inner beauty really does mean more to her than physical beauty, then she is one really dumb hypocritical ridiculous skanky (now plastic) bimbo.

Oh celebrities...your desire to look younger by visiting the doctor can and will backfire on you if you don't use proper precautions and common sense. We know you're human; We know you will age; We can tell when you look younger now than you did 20 years ago.

Dear Media: Stop reporting on dumb stories about pathetic celebrities and their new bra size, and report on more important things.

Please do whatever you can to help the Haitians, the aftermath of this earthquake is truly devastating. Keep them in your prayers...they need all the help they can get.

Goodbye Simon, Hello...uh, well...hmmm...?

It's official; Simon Cowell is leaving American Idol. So move over balloon boy, Jon and Kate Gosselin and White House Crashers, the media will now focus on this "hard-hitting news" until it has beaten the story to a slow and irritating death.

Though he may be leaving to promote his new popular show in the States, this may be the death of a show that defined a generation. A new judge can be added, Paula can be substituted, even Randy and Ryan can be switched out--but Simon Cowell, the man with the dirty rude British mouth that people tune in to watch, can NOT be replaced. He makes the show outrageous, entertaining and addicting more than any other aspect of the entire program. When people say they watch American Idol to see the amazing talent and watch prospective superstars take the stage, they're really saying they're watching to see how Simon Cowell will shred their performance to pieces and crush their dreams.

If we use simple logic, we discover that: Simon Cowell IS American Idol, American Idol IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television, therefore--Simon Cowell IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television.

The FOX network will not risk canceling their biggest ranking show until all life has been sucked out of it--and to their dismay, they are probably shaking in their boots that the end may be sooner than they hoped with this powerful man leaving the show. Let's pray that they don't try to drag on American Idol longer than necessary and it becomes "one of those shows" that stays on just to stay on though its audience has left and moved on to bigger and newer things.

So now the question is who will they try to replace the irreplaceable man with? Well, I guess we'll have to wait until the end of this season to find out the answer, but we will be able to see how well FOX producers replacement capabilities are with the arrival of Ellen Degeneres (though I believe she will add some very much needed funk and fun to the survival of the show).

Bon Voyage Simon, let's hope whoever they replace you with will be as rudely entertaining with an impressively dirty dictionary on hand. Another Brit wouldn't hurt either.

Music is the Key

Music is the key to the heart--and the heart is the key to the soul.


There's a piece of every heart that belongs to music as it: inspires ideas, evokes emotions, breathes life and assumes character. But most importantly, music creates a new realm of truth and fantasy that leaves its listener's heart aching for more at every lingering note.

It amazes me how people forget about the inspiration and beauty that music can create through not only the melody, but through words...because alas my dear friends, LYRICS are a part of the musical experience. Songs nowadays, no matter how catchy they are, or their innate ability to "dance" to, (and by dance, I mean the 21st century idea of dancing which is really grinding on each other) have poor lyrics.

Thank you to singers who perform songs about getting drunk in a club and "doing it" in the car.

Thank you to songwriters who write songs asking girls if they're "down" to well...you get the picture.

Thank you to producers who hire a 12 year old to sing songs about love, romance, dating, and sex.

And thank you to fans who listen religiously to these songs without realizing the message they send!

You are all extremely pathetic, superficial and money-hungry. Not everyone is a skank in a club or a polygamist looking for a one night stand.

So you may ask me now what is a person to do?

Listen to Michael Buble...aka our generation's Frank Sinatra. Ohh Michael Buble...thank you for making the music industry a better place :)

A New Year, A New Me, New Goals but Old Memories.

The start of a new year means new beginnings, new goals and new memories. But a new year also means reflecting on the past and perhaps strolling down good old memory lane...and sometimes, memory lane can be quite entertaining.

At the beginning of this new year, I found writings and poems I had written many, many years ago. One poem in particular caught my attention as I thought I had lost it after several computer crashes. My friends at the time had fallen in love with this poem and used many of its lines in their AIM status (this should help you to know how old this poem truly is, as no one uses AIM messaging anymore). Nevertheless, I would like to share this poem with you as I reflect on the time I wrote this and ponder on the new excitement and joy 2010 shall bring me.


Sometimes I wonder
How the world works.
Why it turns the way it does,
From right to left, and not left to right.

Sometimes I wonder
Why people do the things they do.
How and why they think that way,
Please tell me you don’t do it too!!

It seems like everyone is hiding something
That they kind of want to share.
But sometimes something is really nothing
And that anxiety tends to cause despair.

I wish the world was different,
A much better place.
Where people can be free
And nothing can get in the way.

If only there were something
A manual per say,
Which would help us through life’s journeys
So we will never fall astray.

Everyone deals with great struggles
That they may or may not have made,
Much like a sweet young girl,
That always held on and prayed.

The girl stands by the window.
Holding her precious little doll,
Prays by herself aloud
As the rain gently falls.

She wonders what waits before her,
Looking through the glass.
With all of life's mysteries,
She hopes that happiness will forever last.
But as she grows older,
She realizes her great strength,
She must now let go of the doll,
And experience life’s great pains.

Throughout this world
No one can stand the test of time.
The young girl must open the window
And gaze at the new sunshine.

See, her friends are there waiting
As the flowers begin to bloom,
She knows that she will find happiness,
And forget about the times that were blue.

The young girl knew
That friends are all she ever needs
For when people around you love you,
You'll never have anything to fear.

As we find obstacles in our view
And we want to turn the other way,
We must remember that good times are yet to come
And know that there is always another day.

For when our time comes
To leave this great big world,
We must know we found happiness in important things
And saw life as a beautiful ocean pearl.

Now I know I can’t just wonder
For the young girl taught me how
To always look on the bright side of life
No matter the number of doubts.

So we all now must look out the window
And hope that the rain will soon stop.
Because when the sunshine comes out
We will see the rainbow upon the mountaintop.