Could It Be the Most Annoying Song Ever?

Have you heard this song? Friday by Rebecca Black. It's probably the most annoying song ever. Rebecca Black recorded this song called Friday. No offense to her or anything, but is it a joke? I seriously think it's the worst song ever written. It's like a two year old wrote about they're weekend. But worse. If that is possible. If you haven't heard it, go ahead and check out the music video above.

Rebecca Black might have "written" the most annoying song ever, but she did a very good thing. Even though she is getting death threats, and votes for the worse song ever, she did a very smart thing on a marketing standpoint. She wrote this terrible song, got it known on Youtube, put it on iTunes, and now, everyone is buying it. It's genius. She is going to be making milllions of dollars by writing the worst song ever. The thirteen year old, or her agent is a genius. She is getting so much attention for a terrible thing. Then think, if she did ever put out a good song, no one would buy it or listen to it because they are so annoyed with her.

One thing people have found very funny about this song is making spoofs of the video. To get the full experience of this song you have to watch the video. If you go to Youtube you will find that there are pages and pages of people making fun of her. One of my favorites is this one.

I feel so bad for Rebecca Black, but you have to admit this spoof is hilarious. Rebecca is just an innocent little thirteen year old girl who made this video for a contest. She is now receiving death threats because of how annoying her song is. I feel bad for her, but it is just so annoying.

In Rhaspody, each year we do a pops concert. This year the people in Rhaspody (mostly the boys) wanted to do this song. Listening to this song for an hour and a half every other day is quite annoying, but it gets hilarious after awhile.

Really though. What was she thinking when she put this video out? Did she think it was going to be the number one song on iTunes, for a good reason? Did she think she was going to be the girl Justin Bieber or something? Maybe she just though she was a very good singer, and she deserves all of this attention, but she was hoping for it in a good way. I mean, who would want bad attention? It's sad for her, because that is what she got. She is currently the numver one search on Yahoo!

Justin Bieber was found on Youtube, and had the most video views. This past month Rebecca passed him up for her "hit" song. Even Glee got it okayed for them to release a version of her song. Oh great! As bad as I feel for her, how can you like her. She put the most annoying song ever on iTunes! 

Wanna Go Swimming?

I came home from school Wednesday afternoon and turned on the water to wash my hands. The water wasn't working at full speed. Why wouldn't the water be working at full speed? The water hadn't turned off earlier, no one in the house was taking a shower at that time. So what could it be?

Whatever, I thought. The water will get back to normal soon enough. I walked down the stairs to my room. When I stepped off the very last stair, I stepped into a puddle of water. As I kept going down the hall, it got worse and worse. "MOM!!!" I yelled, "Come downstairs right now!! Our basement is flooded!!" Sure enough, our whole finished basement was flooded. I walked into every room downstairs, all of they were flooded except one. The water went up past my ankles. The treadmill, boxes, food storage, Christmas decorations, everything was soaking wet.

I went to my officer meeting, and when I came home found five men in my house, fixing the carpet. They pulled up the carpet, took out the padding, moved all of the furniture into the one room that wasn't flooded, and sucked out all the water from the basement. The men explained to my mom that our water heater had exploded. When they told us that news, it made no sense. One month before, the plumber had come to our house to check our water heater and he told us everything was okay. Nothing was wrong with the water heater. Great plumber right? They hauled out the water heater and brought in some of my favorite things. The never ending, loud noise making, big blue fans. They didn't just bring in one, but seventeen was the lucky number. I hate those things.

Can I just say I hate those fans? I hate them so much. These loud, roaring noise, big bulky fans were everywhere. Even if you were at the other side of the house you could hear them. Because mine and my sisters rooms were flooded we were forced to sleep in the family room where luckily it hadn't flooded. I spend three long nights sleeping in there. Still, being able to hear those fans that I hate so much.

The plumber spent the whole afternoon and evening fixing the problem and told us he would be back the next day to see how much of the carpet had dried. So the next day he came, took out five fans, the next day, five more, and the next day he took out the rest of them. They told us that carpet never dries that fast when it was as wet as it was so we were very lucky. Can I just say when they unplugged that last fan a miracle happened in my house. Quite. It was a thing of beauty.

Our basement is still not put back together. My parents are thinking of redoing the carpet since the project is already half way done. Hopefully if we do that, it will be quick and not to painful. At least our basement is dry, and the fans are out of our house.

"It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year"....WRONG!!

I spent the first part of this week in sunny St. George. Oh, how I am missing that now. I layed by the pool for three days straight and loved every second of it. Let's just say, I'm not enjoying the nice blizzard that we have received the last two days.


I decided that I wouldn't be taking any to St. George. Fair enough right? Wrong. Mrs. Corry strictly told my class, “Don't wait to do you're homework until Sunday night, or even the end of next week!” But guess what I did? Friday afternoon, eight days later. I still haven't done my math homework.


I very much miss the weather in St. George. If one of you can tell me why it's snowing in April I would very much appreciate that. I would also very much appreciate it if it stopped snowing. Isn't the snow supposed to fall in winter..when it's the "Most Wonderful Time of the Year?" Is anyone enjoying this wonderful weather? How was your spring break?

A Day at the Dump

As I have mentioned before, I have a lot of love towards my science teacher. I appreciate almost everything she does for my class. This term for one of our term project options she decided that it would be a great idea to let us take a field trip. Not as a class, and not during class, but by ourselves...over spring break.


I decided that this would be the choice for me. Because I didn't want to read a science book, and I definitely didn't want to plant a garden, and I wasn't on the Science Olympiad team. So a field trip was the choice for me.


So off I went. I met up with my friend Thursday morning to go to the dump. Spring break at the dump? Don't mind if I do. :) I didn't really know what to expect. I mean, it's the dump. So I though of it being stinky, and gross, full of garbage, and a bunch of people playing with garbage.


We got up to the Landfill where we met our tour guide Preston. My friend being so nice, let me squish in nice and close to this stranger, Preston. From then on Preston talked about the weeds, this pile of garbage, that pile of garbage, and what happens to everything that is brought there. I had no idea all this went on. Lots of the stuff Preston talked about I didn't necessarily understand but still, what I did, I found it very interesting.


He talked about how there is still 35 years left of room at the dump. Which will soon be 65 feet of garbage. Preston had such a passion of garbage. I could tell that this wasn't just any old place a garbage to him. He was so intense with his presentation to us of the garbage. The one thing he was very passionate about was what the dump will be like when we have grandchildren. He said that our grandchildren will be able to go to the dump and open and read a newspaper from when I was a little girl.

My trip to the dump wasn't just a trip to see a bunch of garbage. With Preston's help, he let me understand the way everything is dumped and recycled and how to help the world be a better place.