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Oh HAI there.  It’s the 11th day of 2012 and I still haven’t delivered a new blog.  I have a good excuse reason. I’ve been busy with a new client, as well as launching a brand new blogger network. We’re in the stages of having a logo created for it since we finally picked a name. (Also: Squee). If you want more info or want to get involved, shoot me an email at berrakdc@gmail.com.

I promise to write a new blog soon.

I also promise to reply to comments from the last few blogs so if you suddenly start getting emails from me, it’s my delayed replies.

In the meantime, I had to share a couple of videos with you that are currently in my “Let’s start this day off right” playlist.



A Different Tune

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This morning, I created a Linkin Park playlist on Spotify (but if you’re on my Facebook, you already know this.) Linkin Park got me through a lot of bad days in high school, and my early 20s. There was also a bit of Godsmack and KMFDM mixed in there, but Linkin Park was it.

If I had a bad day at school, I would listen to Linkin Park on the way home. If I was frustrated at work, I’d be blasting Linkin Park on my iPod during my break.

If things were bad at home…well, you get the picture.

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

Back in those days, Linkin Park (and the other artists) calmed my nerves. The music hit home, every time, and made me feel like I wasn’t so alone.

Obviously, things have changed in my life since those days. I still have my bad days, and there are still mornings I wake up frustrated but it’s not on even remotely on the same level.

So why Linkin Park this morning?

Because the songs have a deeper meaning for me. They give me a different kind of motivation – not one filled with angst but promise.  The songs still hit home but not as close as they used to and they hold a special place in my heart.  The motivation that this familiar music brings me is one that keeps me moving forward. Strangely, I don’t listen to Linkin Park when I’m upset or feeling like I’m losing control anymore.

I will never know myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything till I break away from me
I will break away, I’ll find myself today

No, it’s a completely different tune for me now. One of familiarity, hope and a reminder that things have gotten better so it’s not pointless to move forward.

Guessing that it’s better I can’t keep myself together
Because all of this stress gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something I could set my sights on
Never forget the blood sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years the fear

Are there any songs that used to mean different things to you in the past that bring out different feelings at this point in your life?

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I Have Yet to Catch a Fly but…

…I did learn how to use chopsticks this weekend!

On Saturday, a group of us went to Sticky Rice for dinner.  I’d never used chopsticks and I was too embarassed to ask for a fork so I figured it was a good time to learn! There were 4 different people making suggestions on how I should do it but I finally grabbed them the right way* and picked up a pot sticker! And brought it to my mouth!** The only thing that bothered me was the fact that my hand isn’t used to being in that position for too long so it started to hurt after a while but I was even able to pick up rice with the chop sticks! That was a major win for me because I’m pretty damn uncoordinated!

After dinner, we went to the Pug for a drink (after standing around talking on the sidewalk for a good half hour), and then stood around for another good 20 minutes before we headed home for the night to watch “The Invention of Lying”…which was pretty damn good!

Sunday was a little hectic…but I’ve started house sitting for a friend so I have a quiet apartment for myself for the next week or so. It’s gonna be niiiiiiiice. Her apartment building is gorgeous and minutes from Old Town…it’s one of the places I’m looking at for my move in June once my lease is up.  (Holy crap, it’s almost been a year since I moved out!)

Going backwards, Thursday night was the Jeff Dunham show at the Verizon Center…the best part of the show had to be Guitar Guy***…because let’s face it…even though the tour is “Identity Crisis”, Jeff D. is having more of a mid-life crisis in those leather pants *shudder*. It was still a fun date night for me and the Boy…I’m really glad I bought those tickets when I did!  (Speaking of date nights and laughter, check out today’s article over at my Examiner page)

PS: The song of the day is:

How was your weekend? Did you see a new movie? Do anything fun? What’s your song of the day?

By the way, did you Love Harder today?

***His son started Avenged Sevenfold which is one of my favorite bands!

Positivity Fairy

I had a super strange night last night. As I stepped into the shower, a strange calm came over me about what has been going on. The accident? Telling my dad? I wasn’t worried about it anymore. I realized that I was more stressed out about my dad’s reaction than the actual accident and how *I* would deal with it.

The epiphany I had? I’m an adult. The car may be in my dad’s name but I pay for it and the insurance. This isn’t my first accident. I am responsible for handling the consequences and I will. All my dad has to do is go to the police station to sign to have the car released to me and/or the insurance company since he’s the title owner…as co-signer, I apparently have no choice.

Then I realized that no matter how upset my dad might get, I’m an adult. Almost 25, I’ve taken a big step in my life this past year by moving out and taking my life in my hands. Every decision I make, every mistake that brings a consequence lies on my shoulders. I wasn’t hurt physically so my dad doesn’t have to worry about that…and sure, they might use this as an argument for me to move back home and not having a car will make my visits to my parents’ home a little stressful but…In the end…my life will continue.

As I was cleaning my room after my shower, I noticed that my driver’s license and registration were nowhere to be found. After texting the Boy to see if I dropped them in his car, I realized that I was due for a new license after turning 21 and my car registration needed to be renewed anyway so I remained calm.

“Good thing I don’t have to drive for a while”, I put on Twitter with the tag #positiveandshit

I’m normally not THIS calm and positive, despite trying to stay positive everyday.

I guess I realized there are some things that are not worth worrying about because I have no control. I just walked away from a car accident that could’ve left me injured or even worse…dead.

Life is stressful and full of surprises but I’m prepared to deal with them. One day of stressing out and being in shock was enough. It’s time to move forward, clean up this mess and continue living my life.

In order to continue living my life and stay positive, I need your help with this Good Mood gig…I’m exactly 1000 votes behind. Normally, I don’t ask for pimping but what I would love is for you to pimp this on Twitter & your blog, reminding people that they don’t have to sign up for anything, they can vote everyday and it just takes 10 seconds. I have this crazy goal of getting the 1000 votes today to catch up…Crazy yes…but doable with your help. Thanks to those who vote & pimp everyday…You guys rock 🙂

Remember to use the hashtag #berrakthevote on Twitter whenever you mention this!

Good Mood Gig from SAM-e

And now…some awesome music for you. What songs always put you in a good mood? Have you been touched by the Positivity Fairy lately?

**That man can ‘bust a move’ on me any day.**

Just Dance the Sh*t Out of It

There are few moments in my life when I feel incredibly carefree and alive.

Dancing is one of those moments.

I’ve always wanted to dance…Always. Growing up, being from a country like Turkey, feeling the music and expressing myself through dance is ingrained in who I am. Anytime there was a gathering of a few people, there was always music and dancing. During my teen years, I belly-danced and I’ve been dying to take dance lessons…Everything from ballroom to latin to hip-hop. Any music that moves my soul will move my body…and get me to that place where all of my cares have been stripped away…and nothing else matter but the music and that moment.

I have gone dancing twice in the last few weeks and each time, nothing mattered. I can dance for hours…HOURS without giving a second thought to who’s around me, and who might be watching. It is MY moment, MY freedom…No one can taint it.

Which is why I love Debbie for sending me that coupon a couple of weeks ago for dance classes…I will be taking 4 classes to figure out what I love the most NOW and then pursue it. Because it is never too late to start living for me.

Given my love for dance, it is no surprise that dance movies have a special place for me. Grease, being my favorite movie, holds a special place in my heart but I’d have to say my all-time favorite has to be Save the Last Dance. I remember watching it at my best friend Jackie’s house…I’ve watched it many…MANY times since high school and the feeling I get is still the same. (All or Nothing is one of my favorite songs thanks to this movie)

Another one I just LOVE is Center Stage…as well as Take the Lead and of course Step Up, along with the classics.

And this one is courtesy of mah Number 2

Dirty Dancing – Final Dance Scene

What are your favorite dance scenes in movies?

Answers so far:

@DisposablePal: my favorite is a tie between the Uma/Travolta dance in Pulp Fiction and the Mr. Blonde dance/torture scene in Reservoir Dogs

@Shineoutloud: I’m going to have to say the dance class or last dance in Center Stage. Or the scene with the thumbs (mambo) in Dirty Dancing

@KatyComeTrue: “Bet On It” from “HSM” & “Carryin’ the Banner” from “Newsies”

Lan: The big one in Moulin Rouge

Meghan: Tango scene in The Scent of a Woman; The Breakfast Club

I LOVE…Fridays: Week 26

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Ah…another week, another Friday…

I LOVE…that I will be lying on the beach in 24 hours…Ahhhh…

I LOVE…that we had a wicked awesome housewarming party last week…and I LOVE that I finally got to ‘meet’ people that I’ve known for years through C-Pants & Claudine. (I really shouldn’t have eaten the fruit!)

I LOVE…that our TV has been broken all week so we’ve had pretty chill, quite nights at home.

I LOVE…listening to Tim play the guitar after a long day.

I LOVE…laughing till I cry…over and over again.

I LOVE…walking around the city. I love this city so much, it’s insane.

I LOVE…that I’m finally starting to get my confidence back…and be the person that I used to be…that got buried under insecurities and fears.

I LOVE…sticking to my guns and speaking my mind.

I LOVE…my dad. I really do.

I LOVE…that I get my baby back from the shop next week. I don’t even care that I will be broke for the next two weeks…I just want my baby back.

I LOVE…that I will be taking classes online again soon…God, I’m a nerd but I love it.

I LOVE…that Dean Koontz has a new book out (Sitting next to me RIGHT NOW).

I LOVE…sitting on the couch at 2 AM when the rest of the house is sleeping and having the cats keep me company.

I LOVE…that I finally finished my first short story ever. And yes…you will have a chance to purchase it once the cover art is finished. (But it’ll be really cheap, I promise.)

I LOVE…just how AMAZING my friends are.

I LOVE…not settling. I know what I deserve and fuck if I’ll settle for anything less anymore.

I LOVE…taking a $58 pair of jeans to the register to find out that they are only $14.50.

I LOVE…trying new things…Like rock climbing and facing my fears.

I LOVE…that I’ve made the decision to start going to the gym.

I LOVE…planning girl’s night out.

I LOVE…Poopin Cat. Poopin Cat is my favorite.

I LOVE…that I’m going to the beach. Did I already say that?

I LOVE…my Tumblr.

I refuse to write a post about Michael Jackson. If you want, you can read my comments on f.B and Wicked‘s blogs…but I will say this. Black or White was one of the defining songs & video of my childhood and who I am today. Nothing…NOTHING will change that. No matter what, how can you deny the significance of the message that is being conveyed in this song/video?

Michael Jackson(black or white)

For Gangs, Clubs
And Nations
Causing Grief In
Human Relations
It’s A Turf War
On A Global Scale
I’d Rather Hear Both Sides
Of The Tale
See, It’s Not About Races
Just Places
Where Your Blood
Comes From
Is Where Your Space Is
I’ve Seen The LIGHT
Get Duller
I’m Not Going To Spend
My Life Being A Color

David Carradine
Ed McMahon
Farrah Fawcett
Michael Jackson
The victims of the DC Metro crash.

I hope everyone has a great weekend and remember…You shouldn’t wait for One More Day before you tell your loved ones how much they’re appreciated.

Cheese-dick style, with a shoot and wink

You guys know this right?

I wear a rubber at all times, it’s a necessity!

Well…here’s the LADIES RESPONSE!! I LOVE IT!!

Those girls are HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Douchebags all across the club
Ladies’ night straight poppin’ the bub
Stalker eyes right above his drink
Cheese-dick style, with a shoot and wink
Snatch the ring from its hiding place
Flip the bird right in your face
Leave the bar, to escape your glance
Cross the room, now its time to dance
You sneak behind, don’t mind, I guess
Until your dongs on my cocktail dress
Cold as ice, yet you advance
And say you might, jizz in your pants
Swallow it back, I need some room
Plus I said Ive got a groom
I turn away, you start to pout
You ruined my night, esophagus hurts,
Take a hint, Im not here to flirt
Round up the girls, its time bounce
Now I’ll go brush my teeth

I’m 15 late for my Yoga class
Kick through the door, now I’m up in that ass
Find a spot, last in the room
Focus, breathe, now its time to ohhhhmmmm
Thats when I noticed this guy behind me
Quite a big smell from a guy so tiny
Pit-stained T-shirt drenched in sweat
O-face grin, bad as it gets
He made a grunt, then his body turned
Saw up his shorts to his inner-thigh perm
Upside-down, so it’s even worse
Son of Shiva, what a curly curse
Help me please, I could use a towel cause I
Why are there dudes up in Yoga class?
Nonchalant, looking at my chest
Please stop staring when I’m on my knees
Plus bearded men shouldn’t wear capris
Last week, I was on a site
As I recall, it was a Facebook site
In my bed with a piece of toast
Checked my wall and saw your post and I
Soaking in the tub like a f***ing queen
Need to relax, need to feel the steam
A bubble comes up that reminds me of you and I
The next day, I put on jeans and PUKED IN MY MOUTH
I opened the fridge and a fruit rolled out, I PUKED IN MY MOUTH
When I saw Tom Cruise in Valkyrie I PUKED IN MY MOUTH
I drank a Kombucha and I PUKED IN MY MOUTH
I just felt PUKE IN MY MOUTH
I puke right in my mouth, every time you’re next to me
And when you spit your game, it’s like a train wreck to me
You’re such a royal douche, I don’t know why you step to me
Forget a rubber, you should go get a vasectomy