Dissecting Lyrics: Want U Back

I have never actually watched the video, but the radio is super into playing this brain cell killing song right now so I've heard it way too much already.  I'm assuming the video is just as or more brain killing, although her outfit is super cute in the still at the beginning, except for those boots.  Black boots would look way better.  Hooker boots would probably be better suited to the song.  For those of you who don't actually want to have to hear it, here are the lyrics.

Want U Back

Hey, boy you never had much game
So I needed to upgrade
So I went and walked away-way-way
Now I seen you been hanging out
With that other girl in town
Looking like a pair of clowns-clowns-clowns

Remember all the things that you and I did first
And now you're doing them with her
Remember all the things that you and I did first
You got me got me like this
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
And everywhere we went, come on!
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
You got me got me like this

Boy you can say anything you wanna
I don't give a sh, no one else can have you
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be crying
Now I feel like sh looking at you flying
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back

Please, this ain't even jealousy
She ain't got a thing on me
Tryna rock them ugly jeans-jeans-jeans
You clearly didn't think this through
If what I've been told is true
You'll be crawling back like boo-hoo-hoo

Remember all the things that you and I did first
And now you're doing them with her
Remember all the things that you and I did first
You got me got me like this like this

And now you're taking her to every restaurant
And everywhere we went, come on!
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
You got me got me like this

Boy you can say anything you wanna
I don't give a sh, no one else can have you
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be crying
Now I feel like sh looking at you flying
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back

Oooh, oooh, I thought you'd still be mine
When I kissed you goodbye uh-oh uh-oh
Oooh, oooh, and you might be with her
But I still had you first uh-oh uh-oh
Yo,
Remember all the things that you and I did first
And now you're doing them with her
Remember all the things that you and I did first
You got me got me like this

Boy you can say anything you wanna
I don't give a sh, no one else can have you
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be crying
Now I feel like sh looking at you flying
I want you back, I want you back
Want want you, want you back

Does this sound like a helicopter
Brrrrrrrrrrrr


First off, can we just talk about the fact that the title has the "word" u in it?  Why?  Is she pretending this song is a text?  Can she just not spell "you"?  I don't know.   First off, she's complaining he never had much game.  So I can only think that she wanted him to be hitting on all the other girls while he was in a relationship with her.  But he was loyal (gasp!) so she left him.  He found some other girl and the two of them are very happy together and she's jealous.  So she insults him and them, calling them clowns, saying his jeans are ugly, and what have you.  The chorus is the part that really gets me though.  She broke up with him because she thought he would cry and then he moved on so she wants him back because no other guy wants her apparently.  Can't imagine why!  And then she thought he'd still be hers when she kissed him goodbye.  So either she thought she would be free to see other guys but he would still be with her, or that he would beg her not to break up with him.  She goes on to pout about how he's taking her to restaurants they used to go to together.  That is so ridiculous, like every time he starts a new relationship he can't go to any of the restaurants he used to go to?!  Give me a break.  And don't even get me started on the grunting noises.  Basically this song is a girl sounding as much like a spoiled little jealous baby as possible, and I hate it.  I don't know enough about Cher Loyd to pass judgment on her, nor would I, but this song doesn't make me want to listen to any of her other ones.  Oh yeah, and the part where she says it's not jealousy?  Um, beg to differ.

Pretty Things

This is what happened last week.

I had this little shelf in the back of my room between my two windows that had nothing on it.  So I put things on it.  From left: teacup with my makeup brushes in it; teacup that plays music and is the only thing I have left of my grandma; old milkshake glass filled with purple rocks, chains, and a strand of pearls; another pretty teacup; my alarm clock from when I was a baby (it might still work); my writing utensil teacup.  I did thrift some cute teacups and saucers last weekend so this arrangement might change.

I made this after my across-the-hall neighbor said my jewelry was awesome and said if I made a Triforce necklace, he'd buy it for a thousand dollars.  He didn't buy it.  (I knew he was joking but I liked the idea of a Triforce necklace.)  So this will go up in the shop once I photograph it, which may be awhile.  The way my room is, every single surface to put things on to photograph casts a shadow between me and the light, so I need to set up my desk lamp.  But first I need to buy an extension cord and a power strip so I can.

This is Just not Happening

I just haven't felt like blogging this week so I haven't blogged.  I'm still not blogging.  Despite its appearance, this is not a blog post.  I haven't been sleeping well lately at all and I've been very tired.  G is super ridiculously awesome and he's going to get an extra plush mattress pad this weekend to see if it helps me sleep better.  Some night I can't fall asleep for about an hour, even though I'm dead tired.  Other nights (or the same nights) I wake up as many as 20 times during the night.  It's ridiculous.  The one night I did sleep fairly well, I had a horrible dream that I got raped.  I woke up and couldn't remember my dream but I started bawling my eyes out out of nowhere and figured it must be my hormones.  Then I felt super anxious about having to be around strangers and especially all the creepy dudes who stare at me when I'm on the bus or waiting for it.  G was very concerned for me and held me and told me he'd give me a ride to and from work that day.  Then while he was holding me and trying unsuccessfully to comfort me, the whole horrid dream came flooding back and I told him about it.  He told me I could stay at his place as long as I wanted this week and he would give me rides to work.  Anyway I tried taking melatonin because that helped me sleep when I was having sleeping problems at the young age of 12.  It's completely natural and has no side effects, but unfortunately this time it is doing nothing for me.  I would try twice the dose but my friend told me it makes her hallucinate with only a 2 mg dose and I'm already taking 5 mg, so a double dose is not a good idea.  Plus there's a warning to never take more than one at a time on the bottle.  I'm probably being stalked by Slender Man.  That would explain it.

This weekend I finally watched Jeepers Creepers 1 and 2, mostly because they were on TV.  I livetweeted both of them.  If you're super bored and want to read my (obviously hilarious) tweets about it, go follow me on Twitter.  Also, according to IMDB they're making a third Jeepers Creepers next year.  Hopefully the special effects are better.  The Creeper's makeup was really well done, but the special effects were laughable.  I literally laughed at the part where the Creeper flew in front of the moon.  Also how did nobody in either movie think to kill it with fire?!  Probably because they needed to keep the option for sequels open.  Anyway the two movies were both pretty good, in my opinion.  I liked the storyline.  It wasn't the same exact storyline as every other supernatural movie ever, so that was good.  The acting was mostly good.  And that is it.  If you want to read more of my opinions and comments on the movies, go check out my Twitter.  And that's it for my not-actually-a-blog-post.

Date Night

Date Night by jaythejedi featuring crystal stud earrings

 

 

 

G and I don't really have date nights. We have hangout nights and date weekends.  But if we did have a date night, I would want to wear an outfit like this.  Not that I have anything like this, except for black jeans, which are actually too big around but I'm wearing them with a belt right now anyway.  It's laundry day.  I really do want a top like this though.  I love it.  And earrings like those, even though stud earrings tend to irritate my ears.  That's why I haven't worn my adorable bunny earrings in a while.  Or my husky earrings.  I'm rambling.  Um, yay weekend!