happy fucking friday

he was nominated for a grammy. things are getting out of control.

it's official. i'm obsessed with rihanna. i mean, i've always been moderately into her but it always came with a healthy portion of annoyance and eye-rolling. this is no longer the case. i can't stop listening to talk that talk, we found love, and you da one. seriously. I. CAN'T. STOP. collectively these songs have been played 94 times on my iTunes since last week. i'm officially another annoying bitch at the party that screams when rihanna hits up the party playlist. i hate myself.

i'm aware that hanna came out awhile ago and it was an only okay movie but the score is a whole different story. the chemical brothers KILLED it. i've recently become re-obsessed with the score and it makes walking to class so much more badass.

yeaaah thats my shit.

i've been pretty heavy on the tracks lately, but my friend trevor sent me this remix because he knows about my secret obsession with zero 7 and my not so secret obsession with awesomeness. i'm pretty into it.

rihanna's new video won me over. she can be my girl now.

i've always loved the xx, the weekend, and peter bjorn and john but for some reason they have been dominating my ipod in a very real way. (rip stevie j) i don't know why but i feel like their sounds just go with fall. but for serious, have a fella put on house of balloons and consider me seduced.

instead of studying for my exams...

this will be playing in every drunk bitch's dorm room in southwest in about a week and a half. i'm still not afraid to feel it for fucking real though.

squirrel talk

last night i ventured home to see girl talk with my big duck and her man. after hearing from my friends that girl talk has been "only okay" recently i was worried that he would just play All Day and call it a night. oh was i fucking mistaken. my boy threw DOWN. his new mash-ups had this girl dancing like a straight fool. much fun was had by all and i learned never to attempt to learn how to ride a bike after six too many drinks at 2am in the rain.

otis

i'm pretty into how aziz pops in under the radar in this shit.

i wish i could pull off disco pants

for those of you who don't know who alexis krauss is i don't care to know who you are because you are clearly the fucking worst. however, i will not allow you to be culturally ignorant any longer. alexis krauss is the lead (and only) singer of the mind blowing-ly loud guitar riff duo, sleigh bells. i strive to be the coolest human being alive and i usually am but not when it comes to pulling off disco pants. every single time i think that i'm being stupid and can of course wear them while looking fly as fuck, i think about who my guy friends are. they are the type who do not hesitate to ask me where the bottom half of my shirt went when i wear crop tops or ask if i was attacked by bears on the way to the party when i wear my shredded jeans. therefore, i can only fucking imagine the field day they would have if they saw me wearing disco pants. thus ends my heartbreaking tale of love and disco pants.