I'm so Bored that I sang about the rain

Hello, lovelies!

I am back in school after a week at home (I'm not originally from Boredom), so I haven't had any true adventures in Boredom in a while.

The last few days, though, it has been raining A LOT. So, my family and I started naming off songs that have the word "rain" in them.

I've been informed that Rudolph the Red-Nosed Raindeer does not count...

Anyway, here's a list of songs about rain. Enjoy the Youtube videos and feel free to add your own to the list. I might not be back to the blogosphere until after exams (my last exam is organic chemistry on Dec. 17...eek!)

Songs about Rain (or with the word rain anywhere in the song):

1. Songs about Rain - Gary Allen

My mom and sister claimed I was making this song up, but it's REAL!

Proof:



2. When It Rains - Eli Young Band

"Start out depressed - everything comes as a pleasant surprise." New life motto :P



3. My Favorite Things - Julie Andrews

By the way, if you have never seen The Sound of Music, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE?

I could have embedded a different video, but I wanted to share the actual scene from the movie.

4. The Ants Go Marching - I have no idea who sang this first...

These ants SCARE me! Also, I apologize if this is a bad rendition of the song - I don't have the sound on...



5. Singin' in the Rain - Gene Kelly

Fun trivia - suits shrink in the rain...



6. If All the Raindrops

I just embedded a Barney video on my blog...I have officially lost my mind.



7. Kentucky Rain - Elvis Presley

Of course, no list of songs would be complete without some mention of the King.



8. Rainy Night in Georgia - Brook Benton

I actually have never heard this song, but it's mentioned in Songs About Rain.



9. Here Comes That Rainy Day Feeling Again - The Fortunes

This is also mentioned by Gary Allen.



10. Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head - BJ Thomas?

I like that he fusses at the sun...



11. It's Raining Men - Weather Girls

Or, as one of my besties and I say, "It's green and red"

Long story...



12. Somewhere Over the Rainbow

13. Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison

14. Don't Rain on My Parade

15. It's Raining, It's Pouring

16. Rain, Rain, Go Away

17. Have You Ever Seen the Rain? - Creedence Clearwater

18. Here Comes the Rain - Mavericks

19. I Can See Clearly Now - Bob Marley

20. The Itsy Bitsy Spider

21. Lightning Strikes - Lou Christy

22. Walking in Memphis

We had a lot more, but I really should go study for exams. Comment with more songs! :)

I'm so Bored that I rewrote fairy tales

Ok, so I'm watching the new show Once Upon a Time with two of my siblings, and my little brother asked "Whose baby did Rumpelstiltskin steal?" So, for a few moments we laughed at the idea of Rumpelstiltskin being inserted into random other fairy tales and nursery rhymes. But then I thought, "Why not?" Of course, Rumpelstiltskin should be in every story - it would make them so much more interesting.

For instance, Cinderella:

Once upon a time, Cinderella wished she could go to a ball.

I mean, seriously, I'm in a fairy tale and I have to clean the house? What kind of lame world is this?

Then, her fairy godmother showed up and let her go to the ball. 

Because true magic is the ability to put wheels on a hollow pumpkin!

While at the ball, she met Prince Charming

I am wearing a crown. Therefore, I am super hot!

And on the way out, she dropped her glass slipper. 

It was a little too fragile to walk on anyway...

The next day, Cinderella was sitting at home, dreaming about Prince Charming.

I'm so depressed I don't even want to play with my mice...Oh yeah, and I shaved my hair.

When suddenly, she heard a knock on the door. She ran to the door and opened it. There, standing in her doorway, with her glass slipper in his hand, was

RUMPELSTILTSKIN! "Give me your baby!"

Cinderella then ran around the town screaming, "He's climbing in your fairy tales, snatching your endings up, trying to change 'em, so you better hide your kids, hide their names, and hide your slippers too, cuz apparently he'll steal anything."

Yeah, that Rumpelstiltskin is mean. After all, everyone knows the story of Humpty Dumpty. 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Ever noticed that the poem doesn't mention an egg anywhere?

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. 

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Couldn't get Humpty's baby back from Rumpelstiltskin again.

See? Rumpelstiltskin is EVERYWHERE!

"Hey, check out my first-born baby collection!" - Rumpelstiltskin's words to house guests, according to my little brother. 

So that's where little Gertrude went...darn babysitting service.

*Note: Thanks to my little brother for drawing the baby collection!

I'm So Bored that I went 8 stories underground

In How I Met Your Mother, Ted tells his children that his mom always told him, "Nothing good happens after 2 a.m." I've got to agree with Barney Stinson on this one, though, and say that EVERYTHING good happens after 2 a.m.

I mean, after all, every time of day is after 2 a.m. except for the two hours between midnight and 2, and even those hours are after 2 a.m. the previous day. So, if something good is going to happen, it will be after 2 a.m.

In all seriousness, though, some of my most exciting stories are about my friends and me staying up late acting crazy and stupid.

And that is exactly what happened on Saturday night.

I was sitting in my dorm room around midnight, Bored as usual, watching the newest episode of House (which was OK, I'm still mad about Huddy breaking up...) and suddenly I thought, why am I sitting here alone when I could be acting crazy and stupid with my friends?

So, I texted my friends from a few houses over, and I said "Hey, let's go do something crazy and stupid." They (somewhat reluctantly) agreed, and soon we were all leaving my room. Oh, you need names. Let's call them "Wife," "Fisheater," and "Movie Guy." Ok, so Wife, Fisheater, Movie Guy, and I left my dorm, after I convinced Fisheater to not eat Poppy, my beautiful blue betta fish.

We didn't have any plans, and I was Bored and out of awesome ideas, so somebody said, "Let's go into a parking garage!"

Ok, it was me...

Anyway, we went into a parking garage which goes 8 floors underground, and we took the elevator down to the bottom.  The walls of the garage aren't complete, so you can see the rocks outside with water flowing over them - yes, we were basically in a cave.

The garage was empty, of course, and I was still Bored, so I  started doing doughnuts in my scooter, with Wife hanging on for dear life.

After a while, Fisheater wanted a turn. I drove him around too, but closing my eyes might have been a mistake. 

Afterwards, I was incredibly dizzy,  so I'm kinda glad Movie Guy didn't want a turn.

Well, that was about all the fun we could think of to have in the bottom of a parking garage, so we left.

Once outside, Fisheater declared he was going to bed.  He invited us all to come, but we were all a little uneasy about the idea of sleeping together after only one date. So, he went to bed alone, and we went to Dunkin' Donuts, because one type of doughnuts wasn't enough for the night.

I was still Bored. "Let's play truth or dare!" someone exclaimed.

Ok, it was me...

We went back to my dorm to play truth or dare, but there were a bunch of people in my common area, so we had to wait for them to leave.

After they left, we played a pretty epic game of truth or dare.

Oh, and Ginger and Freak joined us.

I probably shouldn't spread the details of the game online, in case anyone could be identified and get in trouble, but just know that when I went to bed that night, I was not Bored.

I was definitely Exhausted, though, because it was 4 a.m.

Yeah, the best things always happen after 2 a.m.

I'm so Bored that I let organic chemistry eat my brain

So, when I got to college, I had this idea that I would get straight A's, be absolutely amazing at EVERYTHING, go to med school, and cure cancer.

First day of freshman year, I met a horrendous monster named Chemistry.  Chemistry speaks a language I don't understand, and spent all last year trying to eat me alive. I almost gave up med school altogether.  In fact, I tried to leave college at one point, but I couldn't reach the top shelf of my closet to get my suitcase down.

"Can you come get my suitcase out of the top of my closet for me?" - real text message sent by me to a tall person

This is why I couldn't reach the top shelf...definitely wasn't because I'm too short...

I prevailed though, sorta, and by the end of freshman year, I had passed general chemistry. I decided to stick with pre-med, because I frankly am bad at coming up with new plans.

The organic molecules are struggling through it...why shouldn't I?

So, this year, I enrolled in organic chemistry.  This class instantly started its attack on me, with weapons including an absent professor, complicated molecules, and mechanisms (scientists' bizarre unprovable guesses about how reactions work - I have to memorize all of them...)

"I react by grabbing other molecules with my tongue!"

I tried to resist.  I tried to be strong.  I had conquered inorganic chemistry; I could conquer organic chemistry. THIS MONSTER WOULD NOT DEFEAT ME. As the months went by, though, I realized that organic chemistry is not a monster - it is a majestic beast. It makes so much sense...totally.

Sooooo much sense

I mean, where else can I draw stick figure aliens and get a grade for how much the aliens look like the professor's alien drawings?

Wait. What do you mean, that's not what organic chemistry is? Well, in that case...

I still think I'm right...