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  1. 6/14/06 Conan O'Brien

    quote: Originally posted by /flawed/perfection/: She did a great job! I, too, think she looks good with straight hair...though I really like her whole image on the Begin To Hope album cover... Anyway, she seemed really nervous and fidgity. Though I imagine that if I were performing for thousands of people I'd be nervous, too! She's always like that. She's really shy and very modest. That's why she rules so much. XP StarChild
  2. This past Tuesday was a terrible day and a great day. I've had one of those before. A day where everything goes wrong yet something great manages to happen that kind of balances the day and leaves you inundated with feelings of terrible sadness, anger and bliss, all at the same time. That was last Tuesday for me. Here's what happened. I went into work (I intern at a music recording studio) and had the shittiest day ever there. How could I ever have such a shitty day at a fucking music recording studio? Here's how... It was literally my second day there and my first time really helping out in the studio. There was a session where drums were being tracked and I help doing little things here and there like patching in cables in the patchbay setting up the mics on the stands for the drums and other little things. That's cool. I obviously do not mind any of those things. I was pretty excited to be doing anything there in the first place. But here's where the "suck" part comes into the equation. The engineer who was tracking the session was talking to me like I was worth shit. I was completely taken off guard by how fucking rude this guy was to me. This guy was talking to me and scolding me like I was a child and he was doing it in front of everyone. At first I kinda let it go because I figure everyone has their bad moments. But it went on almost the whole day. It was terrible. I don't really want to get into what exactly he said to me because I'll be here forever but I have not felt that humiliated in a very, very long time. Usually I would never let anyone degrade like that. But since I'm new there and since I'm "just an intern" I took it and stood shut. But honestly, inside, I was burning up. This person made me fucking absolutely hate him. All I wanted to do was break this guys fucking head open. I wanted to fucking kill him. I absolutely did not deserve to be treated that way. I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't get in the way of the session. I was as quiet as a mouse so as to let everyone work smoothly. I didn't break anything or knock anything over. I didn't do anything that would make anyone mad at all and yet almost immediately I was being spoken to like a fucking child. It got to the point where I was scared to ask to use the bathroom or go take a lunch break because I didn't want this guy to say anything degrading to me in front of anyone again. So I literally stood for almost 8 hours straight in one Goddamn spot unless he asked me to fetch him something or do something in the live room like warm up an amp or something. Other than that I didn't budge or anything because I didn't want him to say some dumb shit to me. I was just dying to leave. I kept watching the clock. I just felt so shitty just being around him. I really wish I had said something back to him but I was trying to be a "smart intern" who stays shut but honestly... I am a fucking human being! I haven't been spoken to like that in years by ANYONE! And I know many will read this or hear this story and say, "That's how it is to intern", but that's bullshit to me and I refuse to accept that. I can find a different way to make a living and excel in life. In life there are many routes to many destinations. I refuse to be degraded. I refuse to subject myself to that sort of treatment for a fucking job. I don't care what job. Nothing, NOTHING is more important than my fucking dignity! NOTHING! If I let someone take my dignity what have I then? I will find a way to get what I want in a different way. I don't need this shit at all. I am not shit and I refuse to let someone treat me like it. But anyway, I basically felt like total crap for 8 hours. As I said before I was dying to leave. I was hungry, my feet were killing me, I'd been up since 6am that day and had eaten no breakfast, I was in a shitty mood and mindstate... I just wanted to leave. Well, anyway, it came time to leave and I was surprised I didn't run out of there. As tired and hungry as I was and as shitty as I was feeling I still decided to go to Tower Records on 4th & Broadway to buy the new Regina Spektor album "Begin To Hope". Such a fitting title for the shitty story I'm telling, huh? Anyway, I get there, I go in and a big crowd and I hear Regina Spektor playing and I realize, well remember is more accurate, that she was supposed to be playing a free show there that evening. I had wanted to go (because I worship Regina Spektor) but I couldn't go because I was supposed to intern that day. It had totally slipped my mind that she was playing there. So I get there and realize what's happening and my heart just felt like it got warm from filling up with blood. I felt so good. I felt so happy. And the song she was playing when I got there was so soothing. I had to hold my tears in. I was just so happy that I somehow managed to catch SOMETHING of her performance. Everything just felt so right. Everything felt so perfect, like it was all supposed to happen. Such a shitty day and I end up here in the presence of one of my favorite musical artists! I caught the very last song. How crazy is that?! After the song everyone lined up outside the store for her autograph. I hurried and bought the new album and lined up. I was very last in line because I didn't have a wristband. But it wasn't so bad because the line wasn't terribly long because Regina Spektor isn't exactly well known... YET. So I waited for about 45 minutes maybe and I actually got to meet her and I got her autograph. I was ecstatic! I was smiling ear-to-ear! What an end to a shitty day! What a beautiful accident! Such an accident! I was so happy! Afterwards, I called one of my best friends and told him what my whole day was like. When I was telling him how I felt when I walked into the store to realize Regina Spektor was there I had to hold my tears in. It's like it was all meant to happen. It was like I was meant to have a shitty day and meant to be cheered up by Regina Spektor. It was so magical. I seldom have something that will cheer me up whenever things go bad and ACCIDENTALLY walking in on a Regina Spektor performance definitely made my entire day!! I wish I had time to tell her how shitty my day was and how happy she made me when I met her but because of security I couldn't exactly stick around for long. She really made a difference in my day. Such a beautiful accident. I still can't believe it happened. Thank you, Regina Spektor. StarChild
  3. This past Tuesday was a terrible day and a great day. I've had one of those before. A day where everything goes wrong yet something great manages to happen that kind of balances the day and leaves you inundated with feelings of terrible sadness, anger and bliss, all at the same time. That was last Tuesday for me. Here's what happened. I went into work (I intern at a music recording studio) and had the shittiest day ever there. How could I ever have such a shitty day at a fucking music recording studio? Here's how... It was literally my second day there and my first time really helping out in the studio. There was a session where drums were being tracked and I help doing little things here and there like patching in cables in the patchbay setting up the mics on the stands for the drums and other little things. That's cool. I obviously do not mind any of those things. I was pretty excited to be doing anything there in the first place. But here's where the "suck" part comes into the equation. The engineer who was tracking the session was talking to me like I was worth shit. I was completely taken off guard by how fucking rude this guy was to me. This guy was talking to me and scolding me like I was a child and he was doing it in front of everyone. At first I kinda let it go because I figure everyone has their bad moments. But it went on almost the whole day. It was terrible. I don't really want to get into what exactly he said to me because I'll be here forever but I have not felt that humiliated in a very, very long time. Usually I would never let anyone degrade like that. But since I'm new there and since I'm "just an intern" I took it and stood shut. But honestly, inside, I was burning up. This person made me fucking absolutely hate him. All I wanted to do was break this guys fucking head open. I wanted to fucking kill him. I absolutely did not deserve to be treated that way. I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't get in the way of the session. I was as quiet as a mouse so as to let everyone work smoothly. I didn't break anything or knock anything over. I didn't do anything that would make anyone mad at all and yet almost immediately I was being spoken to like a fucking child. It got to the point where I was scared to ask to use the bathroom or go take a lunch break because I didn't want this guy to say anything degrading to me in front of anyone again. So I literally stood for almost 8 hours straight in one Goddamn spot unless he asked me to fetch him something or do something in the live room like warm up an amp or something. Other than that I didn't budge or anything because I didn't want him to say some dumb shit to me. I was just dying to leave. I kept watching the clock. I just felt so shitty just being around him. I really wish I had said something back to him but I was trying to be a "smart intern" who stays shut but honestly... I am a fucking human being! I haven't been spoken to like that in years by ANYONE! And I know many will read this or hear this story and say, "That's how it is to intern", but that's bullshit to me and I refuse to accept that. I can find a different way to make a living and excel in life. In life there are many routes to many destinations. I refuse to be degraded. I refuse to subject myself to that sort of treatment for a fucking job. I don't care what job. Nothing, NOTHING is more important than my fucking dignity! NOTHING! If I let someone take my dignity what have I then? I will find a way to get what I want in a different way. I don't need this shit at all. I am not shit and I refuse to let someone treat me like it. But anyway, I basically felt like total crap for 8 hours. As I said before I was dying to leave. I was hungry, my feet were killing me, I'd been up since 6am that day and had eaten no breakfast, I was in a shitty mood and mindstate... I just wanted to leave. Well, anyway, it came time to leave and I was surprised I didn't run out of there. As tired and hungry as I was and as shitty as I was feeling I still decided to go to Tower Records on 4th & Broadway to buy the new Regina Spektor album "Begin To Hope". Such a fitting title for the shitty story I'm telling, huh? Anyway, I get there, I go in and a big crowd and I hear Regina Spektor playing and I realize, well remember is more accurate, that she was supposed to be playing a free show there that evening. I had wanted to go (because I worship Regina Spektor) but I couldn't go because I was supposed to intern that day. It had totally slipped my mind that she was playing there. So I get there and realize what's happening and my heart just felt like it got warm from filling up with blood. I felt so good. I felt so happy. And the song she was playing when I got there was so soothing. I had to hold my tears in. I was just so happy that I somehow managed to catch SOMETHING of her performance. Everything just felt so right. Everything felt so perfect, like it was all supposed to happen. Such a shitty day and I end up here in the presence of one of my favorite musical artists! I caught the very last song. How crazy is that?! After the song everyone lined up outside the store for her autograph. I hurried and bought the new album and lined up. I was very last in line because I didn't have a wristband. But it wasn't so bad because the line wasn't terribly long because Regina Spektor isn't exactly well known... YET. So I waited for about 45 minutes maybe and I actually got to meet her and I got her autograph. I was ecstatic! I was smiling ear-to-ear! What an end to a shitty day! What a beautiful accident! Such an accident! I was so happy! Afterwards, I called one of my best friends and told him what my whole day was like. When I was telling him how I felt when I walked into the store to realize Regina Spektor was there I had to hold my tears in. It's like it was all meant to happen. It was like I was meant to have a shitty day and meant to be cheered up by Regina Spektor. It was so magical. I seldom have something that will cheer me up whenever things go bad and ACCIDENTALLY walking in on a Regina Spektor performance definitely made my entire day!! I wish I had time to tell her how shitty my day was and how happy she made me when I met her but because of security I couldn't exactly stick around for long. She really made a difference in my day. Such a beautiful accident. I still can't believe it happened. Thank you, Regina Spektor. StarChild