Here's my sonnet :)

A Boy’s Motion Sickness
Alisya Mora
Upon His lonely sea, He blessed me gold
Before had I cut my last twine of hope
This keeps the reach of earth's malicious mold
Less pigeons meet to tease this “foolish dope”
Now I've arrived in bright awakening
Dropping souls' bleak ingredients in love
She hatched the pop rocks that had laid in me
And seeking deep blue joy up from above
But truly is this love that I can feel?
As she sits from afar without this sense
My heart's dull contradiction starts to peel
While wondering if I'm of her presence

A wave knocked off my shades that proved her lies
For she’s reflection through dim feckless eyes.

I have a feeling there are still some mistakes, but I tried :)

Happy Thanksgiving :]

Whatever day you may be having I hope you are sharing it with the people you love most. Eat turkey, mashed potatoes and whatever pie your mother likes to bake. Get ready for a full tummy the rest of this week. Enjoy the football game, and congrats if you caught the parade. Play outside (or rake whatever is your fancy) and enjoy the atmosphere of family friends and feast. I knew I could use alliteration.

Happy Thanksgiving gobble gobble cough cough...I am ill.

Ting Tings are now GANGSTA?!

According to Yahoo, the Ting Tings have signed with Jay-Z’s Roc Nation label as well as producing music for the two. A shock indeed.

"Jay is hoping to lend his production skills to some of the new material. The Staccato rhythmic style of The Ting Tings sits well with what he does best, so that was the attraction. Jay can make them one of the biggest British bands in America," a source told Britain's Daily Star newspaper.

Really? Well, if anyone can make an indie pop band into superstars it's Jay-Z! I think this will publicize them more, but "the biggest British bands in America?"--I think not. This isn't Donald Trump here who can just make money and fame come true, and they are certainly no Beatles.

One thing is also a question: If the Ting Tings are so tired of flying to different parts of the world away from home, why did they sign? Okay there is money. But being homesick and quote "We've seen the world. God, we've seen it about five times," is a thing they've got coming to them a whole lot more since their 2008 May tour.

What do you think? Will they succeed and become the next big band to be worshiped, or just a dub. Yea or nay?

Let's WRITE...sonnets

Yes, you've heard from "That Religious Guy" that our class is writing sonnets and having to present them memorized to the class. If not, you need to check in more often to the staggline.blogspot.com ...just saying.

I am a poem geek myself since I can remember from dinky couplets to haiku of the century--I love poetry. I love writing in general i suppose but poems are something I just like to focus more onto.

Anyhow, this project has made me realize that when writing or studying poetry, you must balance two acts: creativity and structure. Free writing is another thing, but when you're stuck writing a limerick and making it sound "punny," you got to realize the amount of paper you're willing to waste and rip from a 50 cent notebook. It's tiring and exciting, but with this project I think I may have a tougher battle with iambic pentameter. It is the road block to expressing my thoughts. How cruel.

Iambic pentameter is the structure of which I am having a hard time holding without giving my work a bit of pizazz. However, I also realized that just starting is its own road block for some of our classmates. Thus proving that not only kids should read more, but WRITE. Grammar (of which I make mistakes time to time), tone, figure of speech and so forth is important whether someone thinks so or not.

It's our language, the language of humor, heart, and mind.

So let that be a thought and maybe a poem?? -- WRITE. It's wonderful to just write whether it is poetry, journal, or just plain gibberish. Why not open yourself and see what you have inside?

A horrific saying would be: Why not cut yourself open and bleed yourself out onto the paper?
No, not emo, just plain cool.

A Toy Story Experience

Being young and restless was always my attitude from "Terrible Twos" to Kiddy Kindergarten. Thanks to my rowdy persona I can remember tons of things when I was still in diapers. I admit, my parents had a really hard time raising me; I wasn't allowed to go to the supermarket let alone Preschool. But when thinking back at childhood mishaps, I see a little bright light taking me back to my first movie theater experience at the old theater that used to be on Hammer Lane where Panda Express and Subway now take hold of.

I remember standing in line over-excited and jumpy next to my tired parents awaiting to see "Toy Story." I was roughly 2 I'm guessing since the movie came out in '95. It was the only time I did not move or say rude comments that little girls shouldn't be saying. I became obsessed with that movie just watching Woody and Buzz Lightyear on their massive journey together. Though not so obsessed by the time I saw "Pocahontas" after coming home from this experience. That's another story another day.

Just two Saturdays ago, my family and I planned to go see the 3D double-feature of "Toy Story" and "Toy Story 2." I could not skip this for the world especially having it be my little brother's first movie theater experience. Just to be sure, my parents waited until he was mature enough. Which I think makes complete sense not just because of my hey-days but because who wants to go see a movie when your 8 months? The crying and the so sudden bathroom breaks; it's not a way to spend your weekend.

I can tell he was extra-excited by the way he marveled at the commercials. "I want to see that! Alisya, I want to see that!" He said as he hopped and pointed ant the TV screen. I was becoming excited for him. He was going to see his first movie at the theater, but even better.

When we got there I couldn't help myself from smiling when he walked out of the car and stood in line holding my hand while in the other he held his Woody and Buzz Lightyear dolls, ahem, action figures. His eyes grew wide looking at the entrance doors. What amazed me was he was very quiet and shy looking at the other kids in line around him.

On our way walking in to the long, dark hallway there was a kid behind us. "This is scary, I don't wanna go in," he said. I was afraid he might have influenced my brother to start turning back, but instead he said, "I like this place, it's so big huh Alisya?" My heart glowed, I was happy he finally got to enter something as simple, but exciting as the theater.

We walked in and got our seats towards the middle of the row and column. I made sure I asked for a booster for I didn't plan on him missing anything. He threw on his glasses immediately and sat patiently staring at the wide screen he's unfamiliar to. A woman next to me with her kids, noticed my brother chattering to the "Regal's First Look" the theater was displaying while people just arrived.

"Is that your brother?" She asked. I was so excited I blabbed out it was his first time going to the theaters. She then said, "Oh my, well I hope he can last sitting for 4 hours straight." "Way to go buzz kill," I thought. But what she didn't know was my brother wasn't like most kids, he knew what he was getting himself into.

Throughout the whole time I heard him laughing and and clapping it was too cute to not look at him. Only a few times we had to tell him to keep it down, but really most people around found it cute.

At the end of the day he was sleepier than ever. I carried him to the car and he fell right asleep. As soon as we got home he told everyone about his experience. Unfortunately I wasn't able to listen because I was sleepier than ever as well. Before bed, he managed to pop "Toy Story" in the VCR to watch once more for that extra sugar to your coffee I suppose; He just couldn't get enough.

For this coming up Halloween he's planning to be both Woody, Buzz Lightyear, and Batman for some random reason of course. This is thus our Toy Story Experience I won't ever, EVER plan to forget.

Polanski still creating uproar

Since director Roman Polanski's arrest, it's become apparent many aren't too happy with him not serving for his crime sooner of raping a 13-year-old girl in 1977.

It's been over 30 years since his fleeting sentencing, but it's obvious Hollywood had no judgment of whether to hold this over his head much longer. However, just because he's holds a famous background he doesn't deserve to be in cold cell blocks like any other criminal?

Wrong. He does. Spite his age at age 76, it's obvious he wasn't going to be treated with a "Oh well, that was years ago." Unlike Nicole Richie and Mel Gibson, this isn't a DUI or even a simple unpaid car ticket. He broke the law, and no matter who he is, it has to be dealt with.

Sarah Palin "Going Rogue" coming this holiday season

While watching my daily dose of "The View" this morning, I heard Sarah Palin, partner in crime to John McCain's presidential campaign, was releasing her book this holiday season. (Oh Santy, will you please?)

Reading up on this, I realize, what does she have to say, knowing that it'll be 400 pages? Now, I don't bash on politicians unless they back stab me wrong, so I'm really curious if whether I should consider buying this mysterious book. (That depends on the cost of course.)

It would enlighten me on the otherwise moose-hunting, fly-fishing persona we all picked up when first introduced. Oh, how I will never be so pleased when she crossed the scene as McCain's "Weapon XI." That's a reference to X-Men, keep up.

On ABC NEWS Jonathan Burnham of HarperCollins told the Associated Press it's "her words, her life and it's all there in full and fascinating detail." Or could it be just some Miley memoir: Completely ridiculous?

Well, let's just wait before we talk about something we aren't entirely sure about yet. Who knows, what if it becomes a best-seller?!

Newlywed game opens it's stage for gays

Announced last Wednesday, the Game Show Networks' "The Newlywed Game" will feature Star Trek star George Takei and his longtime partner Brad Altman, becoming the first same-sex couple ever to be casted in the history of the series.

The couple got married September 14 of last year, just before the Proposition 8 had made its stance. Though they still stand husband and husband, the will now appear on the game show proving that not even a silly little proposal can keep their marriage from existing.

Not surprising many would way, "Well, it's about time." But, truly it was. The show states they are of "modern installment of the classic series ... of wide-ranging backgrounds." Much of which is one small step for man, one large leap for mankind. I know I will definitely tune in to the classic, but ever modern game show on television.

"The Newlywed Game" premieres its second season on GSN Monday, October 12.

The speech had Apollo 11 astronauts were stranded

What if, after the magnificent landing on July 20, 1969, Apollo 11 never came back to Earth? What if they were stranded and the day would then be known as a tragedy?

Well, that "If" was prepared for by Pulitzer Prize winner William Safire, two days before they had even landed on the moon. It is an "eerie" speech where Nixon was prepared to say a front of the United States.

In today's generation with the start of the Iraq War for what was for 9/11, and more currently the Health Care Reform because of those and others riveting costs (where already on a recent poll, 54 percent of Americans doubt that Congress will get this passed this year), government can be the brightest star, but also an ever waiting supernova.

Though frightening, it does prove that we are only human and no matter the goals we set, we must be sure we reach them. Otherwise, the outcome will be an unforgettable one.

Should Obama be killed?!

According to ABC, over the weekend on Facebook there was a poll asking whether Obama should be assassinated. Secret Service has since removed the poll and are in search from which it came from.

On large social networks such as this, there are lots of things that go unseen even with the help of red blinking flags. But should the government take this seriously? Well, yes and no.

Yes, because it could be a serious and actual crime attack that should not be ignored.

No, because it could be some opinionated douche asking a "what if" scenario.

Sure "what if" can turn into "it can," but I think it was wise to take down the poll. Whether it was serious or just to pass time, sometimes you have to think common sense that the internet is home to ALL for ALL and nothing is taken too lightly when it comes to offense...the president's offense that is.

Schoolhouse of the White House?? Obama gives an opening school year speech

"I'm just a bill" is a song written by awesome rock stars, in an awesome CD educating awesome young minds about their government and what it takes to create laws for all Americans to abide by...awesomely that is. It's catchy lyrics, "Well, it's a long, long journey/To the capital city.../But I know I'll be a law someday/At least I hope and pray that I will,/But today I am still just a bill," and the unforgettable cartoon narrative of a curious lad are symphonies to a child's soul, but do they know exactly they are saying? Should they? Well then, what would be the point? Surely not to just sell CD's, although how many kids would really want a copy of the "Schoolhouse Rock! Rocks" in their iPods?

President Obama's speech this morning was nothing government related but just another song to added to the awesome play list. It questioned no health care plan or pointed a finger saying "I want YOU, dot, dot, dot," except to say "Here in America, you write your own destiny. You make your own future." But why the controversy? Well, it's not just the people who dislike President Obama, though I'd say would be majority, but countless Americas worried about what he planned to speak about because of his inevitable conflicts conferences on America's political stance. I say it was only fair people had a feeling in their gut as it's only natural to any president wanting to speak to America's children. Yes, it's a sign of mistrust, but it's tough trusting a government with a bad wrap. Like your grandpaps have said before (if any have), "Never trust the government." In other words don't take what you hear and see as merry as it appears, you never know what the government could be hiding...hence torturing.

The speech was rather blanch like you'd expect from an auditorium assembly where the principal goes over a power point describing the years goals. Not the meaning, it was good stuff, like in an assembly, don't play too many video games, take school seriously, "What can you do for your country" bit. Now that that's over, can we please rant over something more seriously life consuming? We break out in the slightest breath, worried our world is coming to an end. Though, caution we must take, let's not let terror rule our imaginations. There is another famous quote, "The only fear is fear itself." I swear I have used this phrase to close off many arguments before, but here, it suits best.

McVeggies and Salad Kings...WE NEED THEM!!!

I'm not trying to sound like a whiny leaf eater, but rather trying to support the fast food industry with a fresh concept of vegetarian friendly fast food restaurants. I feel excluded when I go to Taco Bell and all I have to order is a bean burrito and those fatty cinnamon twists. I've become the oddball when out with friends, ruining coupon deals and always asking "Is there any meat in this?"

The only vegetarian restaurants around are either both too expensive or create the "mocha drinking, sudoku puzzling, Peta vegan" vibe that places us food minorities as "all the same." What happened to equal rights?! Well, not to say they aren't present, but you veggies (or lack there of) feel me, right? Should I have to be the one to create a McVeggie or Salad King, or has everyone already figured out this rocket science?

Sure, I admit profits would seem a bit challenging to make when considering only 6 to 8 million people in the U.S. (excluding teens) are either vegetarian or vegan. I completely agree that having a round the clock vegetarian fast food restaurants would be an entire waste of time in California, especially since the West has the highest percentage of 5.4 vegetarian/vegan residents than any part of the United States. You also have to consider that 50 percent of U.S. citizens choose not to eat meat, fish, or fowl when ordering from restaurants or cooking from home. The fact that this makes a useless statement for big time companies and restaurants to expand more meatless products and dishes for buyers is just ridiculous!

So, if you have ever come across a vegetarian fast food restaurant (yes some exist), be sure to spread the word next time by investing a couple of bucks. You never know, maybe this ridiculous waste of breath might come to be another equal rights movement standing side by to Gay, Lesbian, and Transsexual's rights. Uncommon? Well, as Peta would say, "Think about it."

For more information visit: http://www.vrg.org/press/2009poll.htm

'American Idol' shocks and pleases

I apologize for my late blog on the finale last night, I must say I had to go to bed for a busy tomorrow. Now that it has ended, I say in a sadden tone, I cannot stop myself from writing about American Idol. Last night had thrills and when I say thrills I mean heart attack, roller coaster, getting paid from your first job THRILLS. Even those examples are too weak to describe last night.

First off, let me comment on the guests: Lional Richie, Steve Martin, Kiss, Keith Urban, Jason Mraz, Queen, Queen Latifah, Fergie and The Black Eyed Peas, and Rod Stewart as well as new judge Kara DioGuardi all performed! They were jaw-dropping. Excuse if I left a name out, there were so many! Especially Kara's performance.

I always thought she would try to stand up and sing because of her interaction with little miss bikini, but not like that! After Ryan had cheesily gave the award to bikini girl, she sang, and right behind her appeared Carrie, and quite amazing indeed. At the end of her performance she opened her dress to show her "hot bod" afront of America. It was so quick and a great comeback. I know she still hates bikini girl. Gosh, what was her name?

My only problem was, these award thingies seemed a little rehearsed, however the crazy Tatiana Del Toro , was quite real and crazy itself. Tatiana got her award, and once again fought her way into singing. She could have been capable of winning, but LORDY, she was the child in the supermarket where the parents give themselves a whooping instead of the kid.

Enough with performances, although they were a huge highlight. Especially the returning losers that continue to tingle in my brains. They were all allowed to sing with the guests, but a few actually did well. It was a nightmare to see those who horribly sung on my television screen. AHHH go away now! My mosted hated contestant is Megan Corkery. She cannot, and will not ever sing a successful note. Also, did you catch her dancing?! What was she doing? She was trying to crunk and jump, and twist in all sorts of ways it was too funny I was unable to laugh! The finale proved once more why most contestants didn't belong.

I want to talk about Adam and Kris. Their performances touched the audience in their special way. Adam performed like a performer! He was loud and unique it blew my mind. The largest event that really surprised me was when Kiss broke out behind Adam and they sung wonderful, legendary songs, TOGETHER. The exploding lights, electric guitars, awesome outfits, it just whirl winded me away I might add that performance to my myspace. My heart exploded and I became hypnotized as I repeatedly kept saying "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my freaken GOD!" I wanted to shut myself up! Adam is now officially the new idol to my idol list.

Not the American Idol of course. Kris's performance was magical. He sang with Jason Mraz which made me feel jello like. It's that feeling you get when you jump into the pool after sitting in the hot tub for hours. It may be cold, but once you're in there your legs and arms get all floppy, making you the next generation of Gumby. It too also exploded my heart. I felt like I was at an indie concert and sweeping my head rhythmically to the music, deep in another world. Beautiful. His performance wasn't as elaborate or death defying, it was imaginatively sweet and caring.

Kris's win was a shocking one, and that must suck to hear from others saying, "Really, he one?" Well, yes he in fact did. I had a feeling he would subconsciously. It was my psychic ability bugging me in my dreams again. I'm satisfied with the result, for if Adam won, it would have been a mess. He would have haters and forever be known as "the screamer." Well, he will be known as that. However, I feel he'll be better off somewhere else, working with other record companies. I hope he doesn't fade off into the distant like past contestants. All I know is, I'm downloading their versions of the winning song. I can't remember the name, mostly because it's a bit cheesy, but I'll look it up.

This season was unbelievably strange, horrendous, extreme, and fantastic rolled into a ball of yarn (blue and green of course). The best I've seen of any of the season finales. My only question is, how come no "American Idol Gives Back?" I hope this recession isn't killing the most watch television show in the world! Just kidding, the U.S. can be a bit selfish to whom they release their goodies to. And that's a FACT ;D

American Idol have Paula Abdul and No Doubt

Paula Abdul has had the chance to perform for the first time on the American Idol stage, however she chose to lip sync. If you had the chance to perform on the stage, why would you choose to sync it all? Paula also went back to her 80's style, but the young, sexy chick she tried to become, seemed foolish. She tried to prove she was still a hottie, but I doubt she needed to dance in such a provacative manner.

No Doubt also performed tonight. Gwen Stefani on the otherhand took advantage and rocked with her old band. She went back to her beloved roots dancing and singing with her punk attire. The good ol' nineties right? It was said they are back on tour and becoming one again. I wouldn't want to miss my chance to seeing this band on T.V. or in person any time soon!

Overall, Paula Abdul rocked a performance, but compared to Britney Spears; not in a total bad way, I actually enjoy the Spears family. No Doubt showed spirit and, in my opinion, are like U2. Sorry for those who have to hear me go on and on to one of my favorite fans, but when it comes to music, the best time to express it is with others who you love and care for. It's music chemistry!

I was wondering, could you change your name?

My grandparents came to America to be accepted and make a better life for themselves in this wonderful free land. No one told them to change their skin color, accent, or heritage when they walked into the red, white, and blue country. So why is now that the Chinese immigrants are asked to change their name? For those who do not speak their language, it was said it would be easier to call upon them. They might as well had asked them to strip them from their soul completely!

Are we becoming the stereotypical "White Man's" land? The ridiculous proposal makes me wonder why do we have the lines "For the Brave and the Free" in our National Anthem? Obviously for the won Revolutionary War, but it means much more than that. We are all immigrants and we fought to come to this country for freedom and individuality. We stood our ground, came for a future, and yet, they reply, "Is it too much to ask of you to change your name?" Oh my! What we'll we wear? Should we also dress a certain way and live in the suburbs? The houses sure don't seem to argue with their identical appearance.

It's not like this is new. Sanae, an immigrant from the Philippines, was told she must change her age. As a proud U.S. football fan, she actually doesn't mind. She knows it isn't fair, but if it means being two years younger, than why not? I strongly disagree. I understand it is hard to pronounce certain names, but isn't that what this country is about? We are a country full of different colors, speeches, and goals, but we all stand for the same thing in this country. Freedom is not just escaping, it is living as yourself, a person, and being able to enjoy that without the hatred others cause.

All aboard, the train is coming!

Am I scared? Scared of what? Oh yes the train tracks! Nothing to be scared of expect the fact someone is going to glue on metal detectors' favorite victims. Oh my, how agonizing it will be. I finally got through all my uncomfortable dental work and now the omen I've been waiting for: Braces.

By next week I shall be wearing car parts on my teeth and talk with an awkward slur. No disrespect to those who have or had braces, but my face is not equip for adapting to these bars. Others who first get their braces seem to cringe as they try to cover their mouths with embarrassment. But it's after awhile, when they begin to look natural and you can hardly tell the braces are there.

I'm still worried, however. What if I never look natural? What if they end up staying on longer than the eight to nine months they estimated? I would like a Colgate smile, but the braces; Ooh!

The bright side of this all, is that I could care less about the silly names others will call me. It's all elementary. "Brace face!" They'd snicker and end it with a Nelson "Ha ha!" Please, like I would waste my time caring what others joke of my metal mouth.

In the end this had to come. Just like tenant shots and picture days, it's going to come sooner or later. I figure I might as well enjoy this process. Besides, nine months isn't so bad. That's the shortest time I've ever heard of compared to others. Some have theirs on for four years! If my mom could carry me for nine months, then why should I worry over this zipper for my teeth? Okay, I stretched that zipper joke there.

Last day of Spring Break, means beginning for responsibility

Nobody gives better hugs than my 3-year-old brother. I nearly fell trying to clasp onto my door.

"Alisya! Good Morning!" He yells in my face. I picked him up and sat him on the table for breakfast; possibly the last of breakfasts we will be able to share until the next school break. I pulled out the almost empty bag of Fruit Loops and poured them until his eyes popped out; just one of many little games we play.

Everyday of my break, my brother and I have been able to spend a lot of time together. It is unlikely we ever get to play during school and on weekends. This break has came to us fast, but it sure didn't take it's time to stay. We never had to go to any Incredible Chuckie's of some sort, but just stayed in the comfort of our own backyard. Many adventures digging up stuff we weren't suppose to and playing catch with our dog became a part of history back there.

Now that today happens to be the last day of spring break, he's become tired and doesn't realize it's hard to keep playing as soon as I start school again. I may have broke the little guy for all he does is lay down and watch DVDs. As he's sound asleep, I only wish break could be longer.

School has it's upside, but this ultimately is it's down. During the break I had reading logs; courtesy of Dei Rossi. I quickly got them out of the way but it did end up making him cranky that I couldn't fix his Ice Cream Truck made of a beaten cardboard box and duct tape. I sigh not able to wake him up, and wonder if I could limit on the responsibilities I take on at school and after.

Two weeks may sum up others as they visited Paris, France or even San Francisco, but home is the only place I want to be. Last day of spring break only starts a new day of having to ignore my little buddy. I hope there will be enough time to play games as there is responsibility. May I treasure his funny dances and dirt filled hair as he continues to peep through the holes of our neighbor's fence. Oddly during our time, no pictures were taken, but as long as we are able to keep enjoying ourselves, we won't need any.

Hope everybody had a fantastic spring break and see you soon!

Save some power, It's Earth Hour!

If you haven't heard, today is Earth Hour where many people are expected to turn off their lights and other electronics from 8:30pm to 9:30pm local time. Today is the third annual worldwide event. It is a time when we as people can appreciate our planet Earth and at the same time show how easy it is to conserve. Millions of homes and businesses and hundreds of major landmarks will go dark for one hour to show that energy conservation is important and to send this message to political leaders attending the United Nations Climate Change Conference in December 2009.

It is said that lighting accounts for about 11 percent of a typical American homes energy bills, while computers and electronics add another 9 percent. So by shutting off these things when were not using them, we can lower our load significantly. Major places around the world are supporting such as Las Vegas whose bright lights will shut off for a complete hour! Literally everywhere around the globe from New York City to Paris, France will conserve energy as we support our Earth on this pleasant day.

Remember, there are also many other ways we can keep our Earth healthy and spare some bills by checking out The Daily Green today! Just remember to have a wonderful night!

American Idol has my vote!

American Idol last night has ultimately changed my voting style. I am one of the few who actually dislike Danny Gokey for it seems he's getting unnecessary praise. Okay he can sing, but I disagree he's the best. Adam Lambert, on the other hand, I've always had a little fond over. He's so weird and has that rocker voice from famous 70's bands. But last night may have seriously decided who is capable of winning American Idol. Last night Lambert sang "Tracks of My Tears," and not only did he dominate the song but he managed to create an unforgettable moment. Nobody expected his soft and soulful voice to come out. Simon praised him and said "That was the best performance of tonight," rather than new coming judge Kara DioGuardi's comment of just being "One of" the greatest. Grr, she's annoying. He doesn't seem to stop surprising fans and I don't expect to see him at in the bottom three tonight. "TEAM ADAM!" I'll shout.

The worst of the night who may have saved a lot of behinds was the "Elaine Dancer," Megan Joy. Not only can she not dance, but WOWZERS, she cannot sing! She always plays the same tune of trying to soulfully jazz everything out, but what kind of artist are you? Yes, jazzy I suppose, but contestants should know that they are fighting to becoming the next American Idol, someone who can sing just about anything. These songs are meant to test how well your vocals are and what you are capable of doing. If a contestant chooses to stay with the same routine, how are we suppose to choose an artist? There is no uniqueness. However, Megan Joy's voice style is the least of her worries. Her voice is, how would you say, wobbly? Out of tune and out of charm she needs to go home once and for all.

American Idol is on tonight at 8 p.m. Hope you join me as I cheer for Lambert's safety and ironically Joy's departure.

Disabled dolls and animated tweens: Is it wrong?

On Time Magazine's website, a thought to be light-hearted story of a woman, by the name of Mary Ann Perry, trying to buy the perfect doll for her daughter, turns out to be an issue. The doll bought was a Down Syndrome model; the condition Perry's daughter has. It was bought out of love to stray from the curvy and flamboyant Barbie dolls of today.

The sale of disability dolls are becoming popular, however some think they rather define people and not provoking the ideal of equality. And now with the change of Dora the Explorer, it has become the battle of the parents.

Girls' role models are leading a trail beyond the candy and curvy plastic parts: Truth. I find the disability dolls very cute and actually quite caring. The dolls are not pigeonholing people to where they say, "Well you're different so you might as well play with this." It's saying who you are is not to be ashamed of and difference is a good thing. Why must we keep playing the twisting of the equal card? We are equal beings as no one is better than another, but we share different traits and purposes to the world. The dolls are only comforting girls who feel they must have the Bratz outrageous lips and Barbie pointy bosoms to become loved and considered beautiful. Society has said enough with what beauty is and the dolls are assuring that true beauty starts with loving yourself.

As for Dora and her new tween look, I feel parents are a little too worried as well. Yes, she may have become older without her signature hair and orange and purple outfit, but she doesn't stay young forever. Perhaps it may have been too soon, but when is a child going to grow up? Parents are constantly trying to control the growth of their children in fear of losing their sweety-pies. Dora's age difference is proving that parents mustn't fear and pretend children are never going to someday go off into the world and venture themselves. She's no different and will forever be the same little girl who asks a bunch of questions when all she has to do is turn around. I feel that is the same with children growing up. Aging and blossoming into stronger people is a natural process as well as parents fearing it. Dora will certainly show children that growing up is a as fun as being little.

To wrap these two situations up-why shed actuality with tons of sugar? Beauty is beyond looks and age is an uncontrollable natural way of life. You can't hide everything when you know for certain it'll come out sooner or later. And now a cheap way to end my discussion, but relevant towards our time: "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."

Root Canal: The best words I could ever hear!

I just got back from getting a root canal. All day I feared what many had said about it. "That's a killer! You know they're digging inside your root while you're awake?" Not to mention their dramatic expressions like I was entering brain surgery. It was this shrieking look. I thought I had massive booger or something.

Sitting in the car on the way to the death chair, my heart pounded enormously just thinking about the tools. I imagined sharp knives and drills all over the place. When I entered the office I felt like I was experiencing my last moments. Weird thing was, it happened to be in the lumpy, awkward patience chair watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?" Not the ideal circumstance, but possible.

"Alyssa More," the dentist's assistant calls, and as usual I answer. I immediately sat down and got a cotton swab thrown in my mouth. Waiting as the stinging swab began to make it's course, my hands got numb and my throat felt dry. However, I have to say, waiting there did make me feel a little better. It was a stall from all the excruciating pain that was to come.

Just as I felt comfortable and guessed all the wrong answers during the T.V. show, the dentist came in. I tried to relax as much as possible by slouching in the throne of terror. It was as if I was some slick delinquent just waiting for my punishment. He greeted with a "Hello there," and asked what would I like to eat today. "We have root canal," he said and ended with a geeky laugh. I forced a chuckle and began to think happy thoughts.

"Okay you're going to feel a sharp pain as I enter this needle. After that you're lower left side will be completely numb." All I noticed was the assistant glancing at the television. I cringed and took a deep breath. A couple of seconds later my lip felt huge! I laughed when I looked at myself through the mirror on my left. He then threw in a jolly laugh as to counter mine. For all knew he could have been the big man himself.

Before I knew it, he began and I started shaking uncontrollably while watching the next showing of dramatic soap operas. It was some "All My Children Who Are Brave and Restless" junk. I then took a peek at their expressions and noticed they made that shrieking look. However, it wasn't like they seen a booger but rather a morphing alien. Just then, out of nowhere, the girl on the television started sobbing. I thought she was shot so I laughed. "Jimmy would rather go through a root canal than to sit through this!"

"Oh my!" I thought. Odd coincidence? I then thought, "Wait a minute, this isn't that bad!" I became so relaxed I didn't realize what was going on. "The numbing must have really worked or you would have bit me by now!" He said as he drilled away. The only displeasure was that I was not allowed to close my mouth at all. "Oh how I now wish to shut up!" I cried inside.

Then, in about 20 minutes I was cleared. He gave me my prescription, said he'll see me in a week, and I headed out with an awkward, numbed smile. The scared-y cats who gave me the unpleasant horror stories now seem quite silly. What was the whole fuss about? My only answer to that is that they're just grouchy bunches who had too many cookies. Maybe they should visit the dentist soon with their awful habits.

It still is the last thing anyone would want to get and I don't recommend it. I really now believe dentists are there to ease your pain, not make it worse. However, their masks! You'd think they're getting away with something. It was cool and unfortunately I may be hooked on those dramatic goons on television. In the end, I thought it was great. I'd do it again anytime as long as the shooting water reflects off a tooth and onto their faces! But seriously (If I haven't been), I'm hoping I don't ever go through this experience again.

Monkey see, monkey attack!

You've probably heard all the ruckus about the chimpanzee ripping at a poor woman's face. So I ask, do all the strange people carry monkeys? And believe me, strange is the nicest I can say. The woman who owned the monkey bathed with it for chimp sake!

Michael Jackson has a monkey. Professor of the Power Puff Girls had a monkey. Kim Kardashion gets a monkey the same day the chimp attacks! Are we becoming a nation full of monkey business? Are we taking steps back in evolution? Well, history does repeat itself.

So tell me what you think. Is this a matter of bizarre behavior or a sign of society's development? Either way, let's just hope MoJo JoJo doesn't evolve from the homes of these chimp lovers.