Well I am still at my house and not at schoolies yet, so I guess I have to write one more before I go away and yeah, so I guess I did reach a hundred before I die which is great. I was kind of happy about leaving it at ninety nine, because it would be great when I die at schoolies and then that is it, like the one hundredth blog will just be someone logging into my thing and writing like ‘yeah Nick Cosma actually did die at schoolies so he won’t be writing this anymore’ or something but I guess that will be somewhere in the one hundred and first blog. Now I am going to move on from this introduction and talk about the thing that I actually wanted to talk about in the blog, I wrote this little bit after, I just thought it would be more relevant and explainy if it was at the top... I mean explanatory, which is much more of an actual word.
Have you ever heard a song that is just shit, like it is absolutely terrible, you know everything wrong with it and when asked if you like it you reply with ‘oh fuck I hate that song!’ but at the same time, if it were to come on at a party or something you will just go off because you love it so much? It happened to me earlier in the year when The Black Eyed Peas released their appalling song ‘I Got A Feeling’, like it was so bad, I assume you have heard it so I don’t know why I am telling you how bad it is but it is probably one of my least favourite songs ever. However, when played at a party I am so happy, because, I mean I know all the words and it is just great fun but listening to it as a song is just painful. Well it has happened again, but this song isn’t even slightly good at all, it is probably one of the worst songs ever, it is called ‘Tik Tok’ by some moderately attractive woman called Keesha who I have never heard of before this, I would give her an eight or something I guess, so she is more than moderately attractive...
It is one of those songs that just seem, like, manufactured or something, like it was brought together by Nickelodeon or something like S-Club 7 was back in the nineties or early two thousands or something. It sounds like some big corporation guy who kills puppies and drinks tar, or engine oil or something of equivalent weirdness and evilness just said to his lackey’s ‘kids like to party and get drunk and get with people when they are drunk, so we should make a song with some girl who is moderately attractive, like an eight, and just let her sing about how great it is to get drunk and get with guys’ and then he sent off all his lackeys to find some eight who is willing to sell out to the puppy killer. If you have heard the song, you will agree with me, and if you haven’t then just watch it, I’ll put the video at the bottom of this blog and yeah.
So this will definitely be the last blog before we go to schoolies. I am leaving this morning at like ten or something, I hope, and then the drinking commences, and it won’t discommence... uncommence... stop, until it is all gone... and seeing as though I have two and a half cartons of drinks, I don’t know when I will be finished. I guess that I will post back when I get back... wait no I won’t because I’ll be dead... oh yeah, see you later then. Wait no I won’t... okay, just bye.
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