Benji and Heidi on FOX

hehe. That was fun! I just finished watching it and I like Benji's New Years Eve Hat! It was kind of funny that he didn't go to pick up his hat when it fell though. :D "Of course I get the pink one" ha. I loove Cat!



-tayta :P

Benji's New Blog Entry

Sunday, December 31, 2006


last blog of 2006!!!!!!
Current mood: chipper

fun stuff...keepin it brief.
love ya'll!
just got done doing a great show in Boston.

Flying over to NYC for Fox's New Years Taping.

I visited Mila and Andi again with my wonderfull sissyduckling Lacey, who got Mila some christmas presents!!! I saw pictures of Mile reactions and needless to say they are of the most extreme level of adorableness...she's amazing!!!

the dvds are launching in 2 days!!!! wow am i excited and stressed about all the organization of it all. its like having a newborn baby....you want to upbringing to be perfect.
I finally looked at our beginning West Coast Swing dvd....and I was shocked as to how amazing it came out!!! we have a lot of special things packed in it...and I say this without the intent to plug...it really was cool to actually have something tangible in my hand that I made myself...that I could say with pride and satisfaction that it's "my creation". it was really a cool feeling as I writie this in my hotel room. okay now the shameless plug of the coolest dvds of 2007 www.benjiandheidi.com ;)

my next month appears to be even busier then this one which is very hard to believe. I have 2 days completely off!!! and those will be for moving...maybe...but i thnk i might wait a month and sleep!!!

i love dancing...i love it more and more each day!!!

Im loving Demand...we have a new AIDS project ill be making for 2007...needless to say itll be amazing!!!!

a sidenote....9 times out of ten...i take my own pictures on my myspace...with some very obvious exceptions...like mr.casey curry(genious), and lacey(a natural).

james Brown passed on... Im really bummed. people don't understand how much of an influence is was/is to me. may he rest in peace...But I know he's in a remarkably better place! My dance on fox's show is dedicated to him.

im filming a movie "for love and dancing" sometime in the next 3 months. its a good enough sized part to get my feet wet...and then the real challenging projects will follow...fun times...can't reveal anything more then that as of right now.

ill be in Norway in january...also boooked for texas, norCalifornia, San Diego, utah, new york, and also hosting a hip hop competition thats gonna be FRESH...teaching t all these places and then some...more bookings to come...also doing a slot of shows...some with Lacey face!!!

im teaching jazz funk a lot now...i have a weekly class at my home base...5678 dance studio...ofcourse Im teaching west coast swing and other styles as well...but my combo today was fierce...bfree would be proud...hehe...

still single...i might actually keep it a secret if im going out with anyone from here on out... toing with the idea...lol

still an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of latter day Saints....contrary to some odd-flying rumors. Im know God lives...I will never deny what Ive withnessed in my life.

i think i might dye my hair....im growing it out i think...that might change in t minus 5 seconds....

i love my weiner dog patty and also love rupert although he pooped in my car the other day which made me really mad....hahahhahaha

www.benjischwimmer.org is getting a facelift....be patient exchangers...

kale felkins rocks

west coast swing dancing rocks

MEXICO was amazing...what a centering experience to go back there after so much turmoil both there..as well as the topsy turvy lifestyle i have been living post tv show. im a new man!!!!

new years resolutions will be posted soon....i do this every year on my myspace and encourage everyone to do the same and hope that purchasing a dvd from benjiandheidi.com is on the list!!!!! hehehehehehheheh SHAMELESS PLUG!!!!



love ya'll

peace

benji




saddam was hung eh?.....weird.

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I'd like to ammend that last word, "weird," to "fuzzin' screwed up"... But yeah, ignore me... I'll leave political stuff outta this.

Lurv to you all!

~ Moosey ~

Benji and Lacey's Dog, Patty

Thanks for the tip off, Anonymous!

I put one of these up a loooooong time ago, but oh well.

Enjoy!



MUCH LURV!

~ Moose ~

Even More Lyrics

Anonymous said...
another possible montage song?

"Brown Skin Girl"
(feat. Bo Bice)

She's a force of nature
That I can't outrun
A devil and a savior all in one
Her eyes can heal me
Or they can make me bleed
Her lips have me addicted to the poetry
Never really knowing just who I am
And I confess that I don't mind at all
Cause I would trade the world away
To stay inside this dream
I'll never find a better place to fall

I got a lover, a brown skin girl
She's got a magic of another world
And every time that I think of her, I'm on fire - fire
She knows a way, a spirtual flow
Of making me dizzy like vertigo
Her cinnamon kisses melt my soul like fire, yeah

I get a strong vibration
When she just says my name
And it drives me crazy
'Cause I don't know if she feels the same

But she likes to breathe some mystery in all she does
She laughs and says that I'm under her spell
Now I won't lie
I enjoy the ride
And pray it never ends
I feel her deeper than anything I've felt

I can't help but crave another taste of her
Like a drowning man that's praying for the rain
And how she worked her way inside
I'll never understand
She's too beautiful to ever take the blame
But she'll always fan the flame

6:38 AM, December 30, 2006


~ Moosey ~

...just a thought...

Wouldn't it just rock your socks if B-man put White Flag by Dido on his page...:) Or Donyelle put it on her page...though I can say that I'm beginning to like Tahir as Donyelle's boyfriend more and more...*runs away* I know I'm going to get attacked for saying that. So as a peace offering: BENJELLEY LYRICS! :)


"White Flag"



I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be




hehe...please don't hurt me. *innocent smile*




-Taylor :P

B-dogg's new profile song

The fact that Benji's profile song is chimpmunk style had me rollin'. The lyrics are so deep, yet the high pitch squeaks are too hilarious. Its kind of like Ride as a chimpmunk version. Oh my gosh, now that I mentioned it I must go listen to that song. Well anyway, here beith B-man's lyriccss! YAY! ..ith *winks at Chicky*


Gavin Mikhail Catch Your Fall Lyrics



It's that time
To sink or swim I try
To be stronger inside
And rise above myself
I know for you
It must be painful to
Carry the way you do
Though I can't be you
I see through
Your silence, feigned indifference gets you by
And, though I'm trying, I can't tell you when we'll fly
Just know...

I care I'll lift you up to
See where I will always
Be there any time you call
And I will take us back
Into a life of more than we've
Been through, beyond the lengths that we
Went to to be here after all
And though we sometimes stumble and you're scared
I'm always there to catch your fall...

It's hard, I know
So much we can't control
You watch, wonder, and hope
For all the best
For us
I know for you
It must be painful to
Carry us still but you
Always carry through
When I need you
Your silence, feigned indifference gets you by
And though I'm trying I can't tell you when we'll fly
Just know...

I care I'll lift you up to
See where I will always
Be there any time you call
And I will take us back
Into a life of more than we've
Been through, beyond the lengths that we
Went to to be here after all
And though we sometimes stumble and you're scared
I will be there to catch your fall...

Still counting down the days
to when we'll finally arrive
But I am here now, you are safe now,
we're O.K. now, we'll survive
And I will hold you when you cry...

Oh I care I'll lift you up to
See where I will always
Be there any time you call
And I will take us back
Into a life of more than we've
Been through, beyond the lengths that we
Went to to be here after all
And though we sometimes stumble and you're scared
I'm always there to catch your fall...




=]

-Taylor :P

*Sigh* Why Is It So Slow...?? : (

Thanks Nony!

Anonymous said...
Hi, it's Nony!

I figured no news must be good news around here.

But it is good to hear that B&H will be on Fox's New Year's special. I hope that Fox takes care of the SYTCDers the way they take care of the Idols.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everybody!

Here's some info I got from off twop.com.

So I feel the need to come in here and plug Benji and Heidi's instructional DVDs that are coming out January 1st, as if they didn't do it enough last weekend at Heidi's studio.

I, as well as a bunch of other fans, attended their beginners west coast swing workshop at La Luna Dance studio, PA. I cannot stress enough how amazing they were with us. They took everything really slow and easygoing, made sure everyone understood a pattern before moving on, asked us at what pace WE wanted the class to run, if we wanted different music, etc. It was the most fun and comfortable dance class I've ever been to. And yet, we got so much done in just one hour. At the start of the class Benji asked how many of us had never taken lessons before. Nearly all of us raised our hands. By the end of the class, the two of them had us social dancing (where the follower does whatever the leader wants and they improv). You can tell how much they love doing this, and how much it means to them to get WCS out there. They are amazing teachers individually, and as a pair they are unbelievable. I definitely will be buying that DVD set. They made it so, so much fun. I didn't want the class to end.

If anyone lives near Bensalem, PA...Heidi teaches an intro class on Monday's at La Luna. TAKE IT, if you can. She was saying she needs more ladies in the class (wonder why? heh) But I totally would have registered right then and there if I was from PA.

Here's a video of a demonstration they did for us at the end of the class:

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseacti...eoid=1569261258

The DVDs will hopefully *crosses fingers* be on sale Jan 1st on BenjiSchwimmer.org

Also, interesting tidbit. Benji was telling us about the history of WCS, and he mentioned Ivan and Allison's routine on the show. While he stressed the fact that it was not, their fault...he said that the problem with that routine was that they were not taught any of the basic patterns. It was because they didn't have enough time, though they worked with what they had to the best of their ability.

12:24 AM, December 29, 2006


~ Moosey ~

Dangerous Donny for Izzy!

Okie Izzy, here is the montage of Donyelle that you requested! I hope everyone likes it! I'm about to do the spice girls montages right now. :) Enjoy!!







-Taylor :P

Another Benjelly Song

Thanks anonymous!

Anonymous said...
you could try use "unintended" by muse for your montage...but it's a little sad, kinda poignant cos of the lyrics:

You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You could be the one I'll always love
You could be the one who listens to my deepest inquisitions
You could be the one I'll always love

I'll be there as soon as I can
But Im busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before

First there was the one who challenged
All my dreams and all my balance
She could never be as good as you

You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You should be the one I'll always love

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before

Before you

just a suggestion...

9:30 AM, December 28, 2006



Much lurv and mucho huggles!


~ Moosey ~

*Looks Sheepish*

Heeeeeey everyone.. Yes, I'm still alive, but, once again, because of the time difference, Taylor keeps getting to all the news before I do. lol, Still love ya, though.

Okay, so I know this isn't remotely Benjelly (Baaaaaaad Moose...), but I was hoping you guys could give me feedback on a story I wrote. It was for my english class, but I don't have any feedback on it, because my stupid English teacher lost it : (. Hmph.

lol, Anywho, just feel free to read it (*pittiful look* - Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease) if you get the chance (And comment : D):


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Me. A word, plain, simple, unburdened by embellishment. A word whose worth is taken for granted, misused, unappreciated. It is written when one is narcissistic, self-proclaiming, when one is at fault, apologetic. It comes to this language of ours for use on many occasions, providing a means through which to express many an unspoken desire, yet I have never sculpted it to my own creation, nor spoken it in haste.

I have walked this winding road a spectator to my life. Those who know the very confines of my soul within have yet to meet Me, for I have not yet met myself. I live in the gray area between right and wrong, between life and death. In darkness, I reside, for the soul who stands before me is naught but an illusion of a mind..s yearning. For I, myself, am an illusion. To each I am a separate being, just another personality contrived to disguise my lack thereof. None of them is Me. Me is a soul lost to the desert, wandering in search of that one man, the man the draft had seized from the sheltered haven of my embrace.

This roadmap is tattered, torn...worn down to its very essence. One would assume such an act against this object would clarify this destiny of mine, that, with such a mess and confusion removed, my true path would solely remain...yet all I see are lines, this tangled web of meaningless lines leading only to words. I..ve grown numb to the puncture of these words, their perforation upon my flesh. Undefined as I am, they hold no meaning to my mind. Until the day when I know Me, I cannot comprehend their significance.

All semblance of normality, of a budding personality developing toward a full definition, was torn from my soul into the uncertainty of an oblivion on that day he went missing. The war had plucked him from our clutches, had sent Me toward my tunnel of darkness. Only he could guide my tattered soul in a fight from the bog black air that claimed it. All that I loved was gone, all that I danced became meaningless. What had once fueled the expression of a million emotions had waned to a flat line of empty movement on the cardiogram, merely expressing the void within my heart.

I had so long stood in stagnant waiting for word of his status, to have a body shipped out to us as a common brown package, given the ..honor.. of a burial under the flag of a country that had never needed his protection, with the artificially somber recognition of a president who would fail to so much as flinch at any mention of his death. It is a peculiar thing, waiting in hopes that one you love will be announced a casualty, simply so you yourself can finally let go of that person, can come to face the empty heartache of their absence. Emotion is so often a selfish paradox...yet, somehow, I plod on in wait.

I have spent so much of this life in waiting, in an endless line of dos and don..ts, of rights and wrongs, of questions I was too scared to ask, of thoughts I didn..t dare voice, of emotions I could never comprehend. I am waiting for that defining moment, for that sign that shows me what I..m meant to do, shines true on who this person is, on who I am. I am waiting to meet Me, and when I do, I shall proudly extend my hand in the greeting of a new friend, in the embracing of a new day. Until that day, I shall stand alone, unnerved by my loneliness, undefined by my soul. I shall wander until that day has come... Only then will I choose my road. Only then will these lines bend into arrows, will they point me to the words I know.

The waning light of the summer evening, peeking through the fog of the heavily burdened air, fills my eyes, revealing their sorrows in the stories they tell. I turn away, away from those that crowd the chattering streets, from the minds that would seek to judge this person who stands before me, the one I pretend to be. I walk, holding no particular destination in mind. It is merely another stroll down the lane, another pasagiada in the moonlight that so many have romanticized. The beams of light I bask in, I fear, are different than those that reach out to stroke the others. They leave me naked, exposed, searching in vain for a savior, one to shield me from the truth this world of night presents, one separate from that others have led me to accept.

My tired legs lead my body to the destination of their choice, a smoke-filled bar in the haven for the recluse of the city. Its counters rustle, speaking to me through the clamor of the nightly crowd, each drinking hefty sorrows into the depths of all ignored, yet never truly lost to an inexistent life. These substances that glimmer in the dimly lit room, they are the escape. Each sip is a hidden gateway, creaking on its hinges as it opens to another realm; each drop will be the dictator of events. All that is seen, all that is felt is a fabricated truth, a lie to keep the simplicity of that ledge and its promised escape far enough from the steps they take...yet it is also this dreaded liquid, cruel as it is in its intentions, who persuades the vulnerable mind to do the unimaginable. Still, it is an escape from one pain, into the unknown agony of another, an agony that is pleasure to the troubled mind. I take these slow, purposeful steps to an empty stool, raising my hand but the slightest measure from the counter in hopes that I will catch the eye of the man who lives behind it, choosing for himself a life of sweet mercy upon those in need of rescue, he preys upon these wandering souls, to destroy what will they still hold dear. Men around me, their breath revealing a thousand tales, size Me up, eyes roaming Me for signs of an unfulfilled desire. I turn to look away, discomforted by the intensity of their stares. When alas my glass comes with an echo of possibility in the contact against the hard wood of the counter top, my heavy eyes raise in acknowledgment, revealing their silent gratitude beneath the weary gaze of drooping lids. I fix my every thought upon the confessional place before me, hiding purposefully within the feeble, glass-walled church upon the moistening napkin. Solemnly passing him a bill in payment, I rise, taking with Me the glass as I walk in successive, painstaking motions to a far corner of the room, barely visible through the thick cloud of smoke that seeks to ensnare my senses. The first sip is the most straining to take; that which comes after becomes simple, trivial in comparison, a routine of self-loathing, and one of self-satisfaction. It is a fulfillment of each need, and every desire that drives the mind through the anguish of a single day. Tilting my head back in preparation, in anticipation of the fiery liquid as it slips seethingly down the tightening hallway of my throat, I take it down, a single, futile gulp leading Me to my release. My every need met, I walk hazardly from the smokey chamber into the chilling air of the night, further evidence to show me, to remind me of the unfeeling way in which the earth has turned upon its axis, shielding me of each warming ray of sun that would seek to penetrate the thick wall of my stupor. Breathing a sharp and ragged breath, I allow myself to taste the atmosphere within the dampened cavern of my mouth, to see the shivering world with the clarity of these new eyes the alcohol has nurtured. The brutalized key slips into the lock on my apartment door, just as it has done upon each night, the sun asleep with the exhaustion that has claimed all others in my building. Unmoved by any desire for comfort or peace. I throw my broken body down upon the poorly constructed and thoroughly unpadded surface of the futon couch, not bothering to extend it to account for my movements throughout the night. In the darkness I will do as all the nights preceding, thrashing from side to side in the violent fury of my consciousness. As with all other morning, I shall rise upon the roughing surface of my tanning carpet, my exposed skin torn and burnt from the nightly contact. Is it the world of the waking or that of tormented dreams that breaks Me more? I no longer trust my eyes to make out these faded boundaries.

My mind tires as I walk these unnamed streets, the lights that had so often illuminated us in the pleasure of our company mocking me as they lead my arm to shield my eyes. Twelve years. Seven months. Three days. I look down to my watch - Four hours and eighteen minutes. Time spent in solitude, in pain, in the sea of images that seeks to suffocate me with this garrote of despondency and unparalleled desolation that each brings to rive this gullet, my time-choked throat. Who is it to elect one sole person capable of such love, of shouldering such a burden? It is a broken, impotent feeling, a serrated edge upon which we so willingly thrust our hearts. In the bare and inconsolable truth that haunts Me, I know my life is one destined to surcease in pain, a consequence of all denied as I eye these dispirited film rolls of an avarice unquenched, this life so privileged in the 'what ifs' and the 'if only'. It boasts its opulence of shattered promises and the abandoned dreams. His life has yet to truly leave this body we now share, not within these echoing depths, as his waning light illuminates the sorrowful chasms of my soul. No, he is the culprit of my every despair, in waiting there for a chance to overlook my pain as it seeks to claim Me, body, spirit, and waking life. I am loafingly devoured in waiting, these jaws gnawing at the flesh that binds Me as I fall into the spiral, downward, downward, downward. Where it leads, I do not wager a guess. My soul is a wanderer, calling out to its love. Out there I wait for him, though his his death is apparent through this devastation and unnerving silence within. It is he who has sought to claim Me in this time I have spent in waiting...yet each time I turn from that railing, I put down that bottle of pills, it is that sweet and tender image of his face, that smile and loving adoration that reaches to my weathered heart, to soothe the fever of my sweating brow.

These rays of light afflict their torments upon Me as they dance their life across the window sill, yawning in their awakening, shaking free from the hefty sorrows that have plagued them in this night. I rise, shrugging off the confinement of my knitted blanket as I creep onto the chilled tiling of the unfeeling bathroom floor, lead only by the crack of light that peers out across the door frame. The mirror greets my eyes at once, shooting through my being an image the pain within it. The lines of exhaustion have now clearly been etched down from my eyes, a lasting trail of tears in the river beds run dry. My jaded consciousness begins to spout its ideals, those of deep longing and desire, yet not without the uncanny improbability that joins them, hand clenching sweating hand. The world is a web of memories we have carelessly trapped ourselves within, and messes to be untangled. Some things are simply too far gone, too worn by the merciless wind of time to be mended. But what if a destiny could be rewritten?

I continue to contemplate this insanity, that of the living world that others believe me to belong within, as I feel my hand slide tentatively across the cold metal of the door handle and I take it in my sweating palm. I turn it, agonizingly slowly as though I know what I am to face...but it is just another day, another audition, another let down in the making. What is this fear that lies gathering within that room? My steps are tedious in their pace, my heart steady in its bum bum, bum bum as it seeks to tear its way from the prison of my chest. What installs in me this sense of dread? Then I come to clearly view my destiny from afar. I see him.

My legs are not my own as I run into the long forgotten sanctuary of his waiting arms. They are not those that have so long danced the empty choreography of my life, but rather those so long lost to their despair. I throw off these unseen crutches that have so long defined my person, so long confined me to the meaningless drawl of an empty expression.

We do not speak, for words will only serve to ruin the ecstasy we have achieved. He takes my frail, cracking hand in his, a rustic gravel of taught flesh, leading us away from the prying eyes that look upon our scene in the curiosity they boast. Slowly, we move as one, emotion driving our dance. It is an unmatched satisfaction at the end of my search, a message ringing out clearly that this is who I am.

I had died, had been sent to the insurmountable depths of the viscously unkind afterlife, only to be reborn at the sight of him. No God I know of was there to ease my forgotten body through the crowd, to take my hand in a soothing gesture, to rock my tattered mind to sleep in his arms. No person, divine nor that of mortal flesh, had ever rocked is the creaking chair beside my bed, nor embraced me in any expression of support. Is there a God? Such a puzzle I cannot solve. I can, however, attest that it was I, alone, the sole warrior in this dredging army, to find the one I..d lost, the person I was to be.

I sit down upon the creaking seat and rotting wood of the chair at my desk, drawing paper and a pen from its drawer, and raising my feeble hand from the desk top to write upon it. It is a letter that shall never be sent, to no one person, in particular, but it is there, a tangible statement in an upturned world of inconclusive mayhem. In it, scrawled carefully across its tainted pages, is a definition, not of a word, not of a phrase, but of a person and the untold tales that lie within. This is who I am, what I have dreamed. It is an account of all I have trespassed against, of every time I have raped a smile of its significance to conceal the emptiness within. It speaks of every embrace I have been too damaged to sink my body against. I reach to its finality with the simplicity of a single line:

I am not intelligent, I am not good-looking, and I doubt that I shall ever make that much-needed difference I hope to see in this world, but alas I can proclaim, without consequence or remorse, that I am Me.
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~ Moosey ~

Majestically Intoxicating

Anonymous said...
wikipedia on champagne: "Kings appreciated the still, light, and crisp wine, and offered it as an homage to other monarchs in Europe"...so champagne has close ties to majesty. don't know if someone's pointed this out before but benji once said he's caviar so that made donny champagne tho many felt donny's so classy so she's more of caviar & benji's champagne since he's so bubbly & all but i guess donny's champagne to him cos she's majestically intoxicating. ;)





That is true! YAAAY! Majestically intoxicating is right! I love this explination!



-Taylorz :P

More pics from B-dogg's myspace!

Okay so before we start with the B-man pics I would like to point of that Benji has moved his CTR ring from his ring finger to his middle finger. I don't think that means anything. But I though I would point it out :] Okay, on with da piccehs!




Benji! Wooo! He looks like an alien who is going to take over teh world :) But he looks like a hottie pants while doing it!




If my Bunny wasn't already my desktop wallpaper this sooo would be!



BENDI owns that pink like whoa!



From the Tranji shoot. :)




Benji during a street festival in Oaxaca! haha I love this picture :D




-Taylorkins :P

"Ooohh" "Yeahhyahh"

Thanks to xdancingfreak21 on idolforums for this link!


http://www.youshare.com/view.php?file=EntyceconventionBenjiTyceHeidi.wmv


Okay so I was pretty calm through this whole video...and then. Ivan. Ivan. Ivan. Ivan came on the screen. My heart rate increased by like 60. wow. Ivan is workin that red. Oh yes. Oh my. Good Cheese. He is so hot! <3 Okay I'm done :)


And lookie Alli, Moose's Husband, and Heidi Ho too!

B-dogg is so uberly cool!! "OOOOHHH"



-Tay Tay :P

*dies of laughter*

Cheesehead already posted the interview portion of this video. So here is the vid with the obstacle portion included. Thanks Bev!!



Benji on Megan Mullally11-20-06

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Ahaha! Through the whole obstacle course I was cracking up so hard! omgosh, I can watch this like 15 times in a row!



-Taylorkins :P

wth?!

D.E.M.A.N.D.1 by Cutiehawaii

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o_O ...okaayyyy.




-Taylor :P

The benjelle hottness

Made by Andrea! WOOT! I found this on Cait's myspace! Thanks for the add Cait!! :)


*sigh* Benjelle. red or purple, they rock my socks. agg. Why did the show have to end??


-Taylor :P

random profile song wishes

haha. Hey wouldn't it be crazy it Donyellerkins added Walk Away by Paula Deanda. eek. That would be cahrazy! Or if B-dogg added Gallery by Mario Vasquez to his profile. *faints* I would die.

Okay, I'm done now. :D



HAPPY HOLIDAYS my wonderful and oh so squee-worthy Benjelleys!!

-Taylor :P

Hey!

Hey everyone, just thought I'd check in, cause I lurv you so! Sadly, nothing much has happened in the few days since I could last stop by.

I by no means intend to offend anyone by saying this (I'm not in the least bit religeous, so you don't need to feel as though I'm trying to push my beliefs on you), but:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Happy Hannukah (And all variations upon that), and Kwanza, and all other winter holidays as well of course. It merely happens to still be Christmas at the moment (Well, where I live, at least - Sorry East-Coasters!).

Much lurv and huggles!

~ Moosey ~

B-dogg's new pic!

B-dogg is the cooliest. I love this pic like woah.


-Taylor :P

CC's Christmas Benjelletage

Srry that I haven't ben posting. I had a lot of tests to study for in school and I was waiting until the end of the week to start posting again. That is also the reason why I have been slacking on updating both of my fics. *oops* Luckily the week is over!! YAAY! Time to be Benjelle'in again. Speaking of Benjelle'in....





I love this song!! Candy you are da aweshomist. :D


-Taylor :P

Another Kat Benjelletage

Lurv!

~ Mooooooosey ~

Benji's New Pictures

Much lurv (Even to the lucky people who are already on Winter Break : P)!

~ Moosey ~

Nikki's Latest Montage

This is definitely not the kind of music I usually listen to, but this song is amazing for Benjelle! A big Woot Woot and FFF badge for Nikki! : D

Much lurv!

Thanks Anonymous!

Anonymous said...
Benji and Travis sighting!

My friend's brother drives one of those 6 person bike taxis in NYC and he said Benji and Travis got on his bike last night. Just thought I'd share. :)

Glad to hear they're hanging out together too.

4:22 PM, December 15, 2006



~ Moose ~

Hey : D

Just so you know, this is the 'it's-been-too-long-since-the-last-post-and-I-feel-compelled-to-post-something" post : P

Much lurv!

~ Moosey ~

Kat's New Montage

Heeeeeey guys, sorry our posts are dwindling here : (. It's in part due to the lack of news, but, hey, it's also finals time... Hopefuly things can pick up a bit after the 22nd, when I get on break...

Much lurv!

~ Moosey ~

VFW from Norfolk

Awwr. Yess! Great zoom on the camera!


THANKS NIKKI!


-Taylor :P

Woot Woot Travis!

Anonymous said...
Hi it's Nony! With a fun fact I bet you didn't know (bogarted from twop.com).

Random amusing fact: Someone pointed out to me recently that the winning piece Travis choreographed for his studio earlier this year (Til Next Time) at Dance Alliance Nationals actually beat out another (Intelligent Design) by... *insert drumroll*...
Mia Michaels herself.

Technically the Critic's Choice award is not based on choreography alone - it's based on the following criteria:

TECHNICAL ABILITY 50%
PERFORMANCE AND INTERPRETATION 20%
CHOREOGRAPHY AND MUSICALITY 20%
OVERALL APPEARANCE 10%

So it's more about the dancers themselves than the choregraphy. NYCDA attracts the best dancers in the country - so even being in the top five is a huge honor to the whole studio, it means that quality training occurs there!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xB07W0Q5bSY

Here's Brian Freidman dancing and cherographing for a Macy's fashion show (short close-up version) using SexyBack.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUIPfir6GAw

Here's the same show (longer version medley).

2:43 PM, December 09, 2006




~ Moosey ~

Song from the Forest: My Life Among the Ba-Benjelle Pygmies

So it turns out that Louis Sarno wrote a book with Benjelle in the title. *gasp* I'm pretty sure that he is not a squeeing fangirl and that it is just a cowincidink but yeah. haha This is the summary ( found on http://www.amazon.com/Song-Forest-Among-Ba-Benjelle-Pygmies/dp/0395613310):



"From Publishers Weekly
Obsessed by the music of the Pygmies, in the mid-1980s New Jerseyan Sarno ventured to the Central African Republic to live among a Pygmy clan and record its music. His engaging, detailed chronicle is full of wonder, beauty and irony, though it can also frustrate. Sarno's initial naivete soon crumbles; the Pygmies are interested in him only as a supplier of food, liquor and tobacco. But during his three-month visit he gradually grows closer to them, taping their music, observing their rituals and exploring the forest. He returns two years later to become more deeply involved in the society, eventually becoming "a sort of village scribe." However, Sarno--who now has settled among the Pygmies--falls in love with a young tribeswoman without ever speaking to her. His account of his infatuation, their cat-and-mouse courtship and their "so-called marriage" is exasperating because he has not revealed enough of himself to make his passionate attachment to the Pygmies comprehensible.
Copyright 1992 Reed Business Information, Inc."






-Taylor :P

Benjelletage by Nikki

*sings along* That's my JAM!


Looove it, sadly my youtube is being a poopiehead and it stopping before the vid finishes. But from what Iv'e seen I wubb it. Wooo!




-Tayzor :P

Upgrade U/Update It ;)

I rewrote the lyrics to Beyonce's Upgrade U :) And I changed it to "Update It" and it's about needing to update your fic. Kind of like I do. *cough*And no I didn't rewrite the rap because I suck at writing raps. Perfect example: The La Benjlle Fmailia rap! BWAH! Okay so annyway. :)



(No this isn't my montage) Here is the video so that you can hear the original lyrics/beat:





UPDATE IT


Yeah Tay. Talk yo shizz...Tell me can you update it.. How you gon update it? I finished on the first page. You know I used to read those fics. Now I write the fics. Can you can you update it... haha.


(Verse One)

I hear you updated but I still see it on the fourth page
Ya haven't been online and it's been three and sixty-five days
I know that I'm obsessed
But I'm obsessed for a meaning
Fanfics suck you in and leave you squeeing
Believe me


Update cause it's only half done
Don't doubt yourself trust me you need one
Chapter One and last update was six days ago
So what you think we all mad at you fo

(Bridge)
We need a good fic in our lives
Thats a nice fic
New couples fresh plot lines
Thats a nice fic
Two parter or a group story
Thats a nice fic better yet a tight fic
Fangirls thats a nice fic


It needs to have me comin back for more
Thats a nice fic
Got me hooked by sentence four
Thats a nice fic
Got me waiting on your every word
Thats a nice fic better yet a tight fic
Fangirls thats a nice fic

(Chorus)
Tell me can you update it
Ytycd fic
Hook me up with Benjelle, Trivalie and
Update it Can ya up
tell me up
can ya update it
Tell me can ya update it

Tell me can ya update
Get it on the first page
Introduce me to some new scenes and
Update it Can ya up
tell me up
Can ya update it
Tell me can you update it

(Verse Two)
You can do for me what Nigel did for the fangirls
Pure satisfaction and suspense for your readers
Its understood that your entitled to your free time
But you can't leave us hanging on the last line
Believe me

Update cause its only half done
Dont doubt yourself trust me you need one
I'm reading story after story
different writers
chapter after chapter
it gets tighter



(Bridge)
We need a good fic in our lives
Thats a nice fic
New couples fresh plot lines
Thats a nice fic
Two parter or a group story
Thats a nice fic better yet a tight fic
Fangirls thats a nice fic


It needs to have me comin back for more
Thats a nice fic
Get me hooked by sentence four
Thats a nice fic
Got me waiting on your every word
Thats a nice fic better yet a tight fic
Fangirls thats a nice fic

(Chorus)
Tell me can you update it
Ytycd fic
Hook me up with Benjelle, Trivalie and
Update it Can ya up
Tell me up
Can ya update it
Tell me can ya update it

Tell me can ya update
Get it on the first page
Introduce me to some new scenes and
Update it Can ya up
Tell me up
Can ya update it
Tell me can you update it





(Hook)
Just when you think you've read it all
Secrets, Love Song, and Wonderwall
Picture your fic in the finished section
Now its a favorite, its so tight
It made you well-known on the site
But its some sadness and some smiles
That really makes a fic worthwhile
And I know you're a fic writer but
Unless you're flawless
Then you know ya fanfic aint complete without a new chapter


(Chorus)
Tell me can you update it
Ytycd fic
Hook me up with Benjelle, Trivalie and
Update it Can ya up
Tell me up
Can ya update it
Tell me can ya update it

Tell me can ya update
Get it on the first page
Introduce me to some new scenes and
Update it Can ya up
Tell me up
Can ya update it
Tell me can you update it



(Outro)
Lips of an Angel
Some Kind Of Beautiful
Pour The Champagne
Missing You Like Crazy
Raindrops Will Fall
Magic and Dancing
Learning To Let Go
What About Forever



Tell me can you update it date it
Tell me tell me can you update it date it
Time to time to time to update it date it
Tell me tell me tell me can you update it












BWHAHAHAH! I have too much free time.




-Taylor :P

Yay Travis!

Thanks Nony! WUBB!



Yay!


My favorite solo of my Bunny! I watch this like 8 times a day. :) Travis is my love.



GET IT TRAVIS!!! ..love.



Once again. love.



Yay for my Bunny!

-Taylor :P

Thanks anonymous

There's a photobucket video on Donny's s in a comment. But I can't post it on here because the link isn't working. Buuuut..


www.myspace.com/iamdonyellejones




Thanks Cali! Thanks anonymous!

Contrasting Views From Some Anonymousi

Thanks Guys!

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Anonymous said...
I think Benji was talking about Cami with his song lyrics and his new pics especially the blue heart one and waving goodbye.

Awhile back when Cami still had her Myspace, and had taken it off private, I read her comments and the one blog she had wrote. She talked pretty openly in her blog about not knowing who would be reading it and that she was at the point that she finally didn't care who did.

She talked about how she had decided that it was time for her to move back to Cali in December cuz she was in Utah for school and was going to switch to a school in Cali to go to in January.

She talked with friends and family on her comments area about how she couldn't wait to move back to Cali because she was having a hard time with the whole long distance relationship with Benji because it had always been a long distance relationship for them and that they have only had short periods of time together like Hawaii and that she missed him a lot cuz she was so far away.

She talked about how she had fallen in love and completely for Benji, and that she didn't know how to deal with it because it was so new to her and that being in a long distance relationship was making things very hard and confusing.

She talked about how his friends had welcomed her into their circle and that she even went through the welcoming ritual of being tossed into the jacuzzi fully clothed.

Then it sounded like she got the news about getting into the London summer program, and that all her plans had to change back. She wasn't sure when she was going to be moving back to California anymore because she needed to stay in Utah to finish off her courses and to make sure she got credit for them if she was going to be studying in London for the months of April to July.

During the weekend of the US Swing championships she told an aunt about how he had a million things going on and all she could do was be there for him. She didn't talk at all on Myspace after that comment to her aunt. I guess maybe all the changes coming up in 2007 was too much for them and that there was going to be too many obstacles for the two of them, especially if she wasn't moving back to Cali until after London.

Suddenly all the changes on Benji's Myspace happened and he wrote his blog update. Within the next 2 days of that blog, she deleted her Myspace account.

I'll be a Benjeller till the end and as much as it saddens me, I have a feeling that this isn't the end for Cami and Benji. I think they'll give it another shot when they are finally both living in California and not long distance.

Hey, if it brings Benji happiness, then I'm all supportive for it! Sorry this was so long!!

12:31 AM, December 07, 2006
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Anonymous said...
Whatever..Benji's .... weird, strange and maybe fickle.

how does a man how's fallen hard for somesome, then start flirting with everyone and their grandma.

being in love with her doesn't explain why he would drop her rank as "my friend" from #3 to #12 Is he closer to donny#5 than cami#12????who's he in love with??

if you're in love with someone, what's 3 months. Ivan waited for April 6 + months(sytycd + tour)

they both went into the relationship long distance. so, what's new.

Fickle? the Jenny/Forest line, only means one thing, & most of all it means "Forever" It was symbolic of their relationship

No. no. something smells fishy again. if it ended, it didn't end over cami going away for a few months. It was more traumatic in nature.

I know the B-man wants his space, at the same time he leaves us clues - they may get together again, "you never know"

What i do know is DONYELLE IS BENJI'S #1 FEMALE FRIEND ON HIS MS, who he can make out with,..we can't count lacey, bear, ricky

6:00 AM, December 07, 2006
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Anonymous said...
cami's friends and family are not very happy with benji right now. her close friend left him a comment yesterday that simply said "i don't like you."

there is not going to be a "benji and cami" again. that i'm pretty sure of.

2:44 PM, December 07, 2006
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Much lurv!

~ Moosey ~

Interesting Tidbit

Thanks Anonymous!

Anonymous said...
I'm still waiting for it to download...anyway

did you see the lyrics on B.ms,
song: Keep it loose. Keep it tight
"....I'm in love with a woman who's in love with the world.. "
religion wise, anyone outside your faith is pagan or of the world. So the woman he loves is not Mormon. other verse - "..it shouldn't matter if you're black or white(?)...so I'll let her go..."

4:17 PM, December 05, 2006

Much lurv!

~ Moose ~

Essence

Here's Donny and April's (Ivan's Girlfriend) dance company. Thanks to Anonymous for the link to the first video!











There are some others, too... If you're interested, go here < h t t p : / / w w w . y o u t u b e . c o m / w a t c h ? v = x a q Q z G N 8 T - c & N R > and then go to the scroll box in the lower right to see some others.

~ Moose ~

*Sigh* : (

Thanks Anonymous:

Anonymous said...
DID BENJI END IT WITH DONYELLE TOO
song lyrics say he's going to let her go.

7 NEW PICS ON B.MYSPACE

PLUS caption under j/f changed.
donny isn't benji's jenny any more
now reads: "...pre results..pre tour..pre craziness..

1 of pic Benji Blue reads: wave goodbye..see my heart...so blue
-erasere

another pic Beni wearing hat reads:
and i'll dream i'm with U i'll hold you sweetly & learn from U.

5:38 AM, December 06, 2006

Now, there were a loooooooooot of people begging Benji to never take the Forrest and Jenny pic down, and I doubt they'll take too kindly to the change in caption (here's the exact wording):

dony and i...post fitting...pre results...pre tour...pre craziness..:P

Here are his new pics and their captions:



"wave...goodbye...see my heart...so blue" - erasure



and ill dream im with you, ill hold you sweetly and learn from you.



the fine print.



leaving for Oaxaca Mexico, again..hehe on the 18th.



subject to interpretation



passing ground.



the mullet. enjoy.

Much lurv!

~ Moose ~

*post steals* yay for Donny!

Mooseykins alwready posted this buuut here is the actual pic since Moose posted the link. This is soo going to be my new icon! Mwhaha!



-Tay :P

Aww

Benji dancing with little Tori in 2001-2002. I put a picture from the first one up a looooooooooooong time ago, but I didn't know the girl was Tori!!! (For those who don't know, she's the one who auditioned with them, and is a friend of Benji and Lacey) Thanks anonymous!



Also, courtesy of Nikki, here's some more of Happy Feet : ) (It won't let me put it directly here)

http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p28/ilovecih/benjelle%20manips/donny.gif

Much lurv!

~ Moosey ~

Benji's New Pic With Lacey

"LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE Dancing is my LIIIIIIIIIIFFFFEE AHHHHHHHHHHHH"


Much lurv!

~ Moosey ~

Hehe, Thanks Ray!

You guys remember that song Allison danced to in the dressing room in Donny's video? She made a full dance out of it! I was laughing while remembering the original. *sigh* I love Alli!



~ Moose ~

Ladies of Reality

Thanks to Blue for this info! So I'm guessing that Blue is "Donny is a pretty pretty lady" on myspace? :) I'm confused but I'll move on to the pics and such! Oh and thanks to LondonLady on myspace for the last pic! <3


YAY! I loooved Donny on the award show. :) Or should I say..."Happy Feet" ;)





















And may I point out that...Happy Feet is wearing PURPLE!




-Taylor :P

Benji's "New" Pic

Here's Benji's latest addition to his pictures on MySpace:



The caption below it says "Little did we know..."

Now, I ASSUME he means that they'd be the Top 4, but... That caption certainly does make my little scenario ridden heart (*smiles at Taylor*) jump for quite probably ill conceived joy.

Much lurv!

~ Moose ~

My last benjelletage!

My last Benjelletage. Not my last montage though :) But aaanyway. Perfected in Pain: My last Benjelletage.









-Taylor :P

Ivan Videos

Thanks Nony! Sorry it's not Benjelle, but, if it helps, Cami's STILL below Donyelle, and he's STILL single : D

Workshop in NJ



His most embarassing moment



~ Moosey ~

Donyelle's Latest Bulletin

Subject VH1 Big in 06 Awards
Body: Hi Guys

I will be making an appearance on VH1’s Big in 06 Awards show.

So tune in Sunday at 9:00pm eastern time.

Donyelle



YAY! Set those DVRs people!!!



-Taylor :P