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"did you watch the VMAs last night?", MTV has pretty much sucked since we were in high school. it was all fun and games at the height of boy band mania, but not so much now. i mean, britney spears is a tragic train wreck, michael jackson died, green day, U2, coldplay and other noteworthy bands dont get within 500 yards of it, and they havent played a music video since 1999. or thereabouts :) however, a coworker must start her day with daily gossip, so that was the topic du jour. "omg, i totally dont get lady, that performance freaked me out" was among one of the topics we discussed.

yea, i got nothing. i dont listen to her music. and she never wears pants. trying to be stupidly crazy is not cool. its stupid. i respect uniqueness, not overtly needing attention. theres a HUGE difference.

this coming from a girl who does, however, like lil wayne, flo rida and akon. yea, i dont get it either, but i blame it on a ghetto gene i have inside me. stems back to when dad and i would bust out to nelly in the car.

anyway, back to the office. it just makes me laugh sometimes at what we talk about. with certain people the conversation topics are so forced, yet i make the effort to not let them feel that way. secretely i am smiling in the back of my mind knowing that i couldnt give a shit about what we are talking about. kill them with kindness though...haha :)

the VMAs?! sure i watched...lets talk about it. haha........


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