wiiknd: little caesar's was giving away free samples...!!!

one week.

crazy town say whhhhaaattt?!

helium app thanks to kylee.

cheap, delicious pizza.

modern family.

computer melt down.

in bed by nine.

busy brain.

early up = devastated.

lazy day.

nails, painted.

brows, plucked.

laundry, washed.
house, cleaned. 

costco.

friggin big lots.

no mo' snow, hoe.
"eat like a college kid day."
young adult.

three hour of sleep.
up at six.
college eating day hangover.
purple tights + mustard sweater + blue coat.
meeting at seven.
bob ross happy trees.
zombie status.
veggie straws.
parks and rec.
ox in the mire.
"this is love."
new girl.
grilled chicken.
durantula.
sweet, sweet slumber.

happy trees + happy clouds

i was raised on the classics. 
i thought everyone my age listened to them.
it wasn't until i listed, "boston" as one of my favorite bands
in a "get to know me" slideshow in seventh grade
and my teacher loudly cheered, "yeah!!! boston!" 
that i knew something needed to change.
in order to teach myself the "kewl" music from my time, 
i listened to radio disney.
nbd.

nearly every morning before school,
 i would call-in to see if i could get through to the dj's and win a prize.
one glorious morning, i got through.
"radio disney! how are you?!"
i died.
my voice was going to be on the radio.
i was practically famous.

after some chit-chat, homegirl asked me who my favorite artist was.
artist?
that's weird...why would she ask me who my favorite artist was?
i replied honestly and confidently,
"bob ross."
if i had seen her face, i'm sure she would have looked at me
like i was a complete idiot.

"no," she said, slower this time," who's your favorite muuuusical artist?"
i panicked.
i didn't know what to say.
i was raised on boston, styx, the clash, the ramones, for pete's sake!
i was raised on everything radio disney wasn't!
i choked and said,
"uuhh...avril lavigne...?"

i was late to school so i could hear my voice on the radio.
i was so worried they'd play out the whole thing
and laugh at me on-air.
"avril lavigne...?" is the only part that made the cut.
i didn't even get a solid 15 seconds of fame.

the moral of the story is,
that dj was wrong and i was right.
thanks to autotune and technology,
bob ross is now an artist for your eyes and your ears.

suck it, radio disney.