Tuesday, March 29, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 18 -- A Song I wish I heard on the Radio

Book on Tape Worm's "Shadow Puppets."

It's not the only song by Book on Tape Worm that I want to hear on the radio, but it's the song that accompanies this cool promo video for their upcoming album release.

I know all three members of Book on Tape Worm personally. One of them is my roommate, Emily. They are an amazing band and they're going to be putting out a record sometime this year! I am so excited!! Their music is other-worldly, in a way. It uses an interesting combination of guitar, cello, piano, and profound lyrics that create this dreamworld. Someone once called them a "lullaband," and I would have to agree, Book on Tape Worm writes lullabies disguised as anti-folk ballads. It's a unique sound that I wish other bands would replicate. People love them. You should too.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 17 -- A Song I hear Often on the Radio

Nelly's "Just a Dream," which deserves its popularity, I think.

While I'm at it, I think I should say something about what people like to call "pop music." I know a lot of people who disregard Top 40 songs as crap and worthless and uninspired. I would have to disagree. I think all pop music has one major thing in common: they are built to sell, and meant to be embraced by the lowest common denominator. Pop artists are not catering to snobs, they're catering to ordinary people -- often youth. True, the same four-chord melodies are used over and over again, but look at how wonderfully they've mastered the use of that chord to make songs unique and new! The intent is for the song to be catchy, triumphant, and empathetic. I think that the success pop artists have had in creating music that fits this mold are very talented. When something is popular, it's usually for a reason, and believe it or not, the reason is sometimes very understandable. Yeah, I believe pop singers lead ridiculous lifestyles once in a while, but so do rock stars, country singers, even classical musicians (Don't get me started on how many lovers Brahms probably had...). I think people who scorn pop music are simply afraid that if they embrace pop culture, they are submitting themselves to the power of society and "the man." It's a matter of pride to some people. So even when a great song comes along, they ignore it because it's "too mainstream."
Well, I am not going to be prideful about my musical tastes. I know a good song when I hear one, and when I hear songs like "Daynamite" by Taio Cruz, "Just a Dream" by Nelly, or even Ke$ha's "We R Who We R," I get good feelings inside. I cannot deny the legitimization of those feelings.

Listening to: the buzz of my computer
Things Going on Today: probably more homework.
Blessings: RedOne.

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 16 -- A Song I Used to Love, but now Hate

"Before I Gaze at You Again" from the Musical "Camelot."

It doesn't matter who is singing it, I always hear the same voice in my head, and it's not mine.

Forgive me for being bitter about this, but I really hated being in that show.

Listening to: My heater
Things Going ON Today: I take the Sacrament
Blessings: My Heater.

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 13 -- A Song that is my Guilty Pleasure

Lolli Lolli (Pop that Body) by 3 6 Mafia

Listening to:  Nothing yet
Things Going On Today:  Church, some VT, and a Break the Fast that I did not prepare for
Blessings:  A warm blanket

Saturday, March 26, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 15 -- A Song that Describes Me

Matchbox 20's "Unwell"

There are hundreds of songs that could describe me.  So this in no way is the epitome of who I am or what I'm like.  But I really like the song; I've grown up with it, and I still love the band.  I guess it has a lot to do with being misunderstood.  I don't want to sound like I am a constant victim of such things, but sometimes I feel like I'm.. well, weird.  I like weird things, I say things normal people don't say, and I get super excited about mundane things.  I'm not unwell, and I'm not crazy, but I am unique.  Thus.... this song.

Listening to:  Scott rambling on Guitar
Things Going On Today:  Watching "Amazing Grace"
Blessings:  My uncle and aunt are safe in Japan.

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 14 -- A Song That No One Would Expect Me to Love

Eminem's "Not Afraid"

Apparently, I don't look like the Eminem type, but I actually deeply respect him as an artist and sing... er, rap... along with his songs whenever I hear them.

Listening to:  Scott Sheperd playing "Come as You Are" by Nirvana
Things Going On Today:  Scott comes over, Chantelle gets her engagement pictures
Blessings:  Music, my Jesus Blanket

Piacer e popone
Vuol la sua stagione.

A prayer and a melon
each want his own season.

Listening to:  Mary J. Blige, "Family Affair"
Things Going on today:  Signed two contracts for next year's housing.  Where is Mark?
Blessings:  Books.  

When you put your brain plane on autopilot, sometimes the plane flies in weird places...

I've been thinking a lot about memories lately.  They are interesting things.  Apparently, every time you remember something, you are only further perverting the memory.  Things get bigger, details hide away, reality is progressively distorted.  That's an interesting concept to me.  That means some of my most precious memories of the past could now not be memories at all, but figments of my imagination.  Maybe I plant memories in my own head so that they are how I wished them to be, but not really how they were.  What is my earliest memory?  I used to think that I could remember a time when I was probably two-and-a-half or three years old.  I was still living in the gray house, and I had broken something on the stone fireplace mantle.  Something made of glass.  The glass was blue...  An adult was there, scolding me for touching things that shouldn't be touched and for being careless, but I can't remember if it was my dad or my mom or my grandmother.   For some reason I remember the fireplace was in the basement, but there was no stone mantle fireplace in the basement.  And I remember the blue glass vase or whatever it was to be something that belonged to my grandmother...  But my grandmother wasn't living with us at the time.  When I was three, we moved into her house, and she also had a stone mantle fireplace.  And what parent would scold a two-year-old as harshly as I remember being scolded?  Maybe I was a little older than two...  So maybe I'm remembering a true event, just in the wrong place and at the wrong time.  Maybe it's not an actual event I am remembering, but a feeling.  A feeling of guilt, sadness.  But is that really a memory?  Perhaps I just fashioned the whole thing in my head.
Man, now my brain hurts.

We're reading about Proust in my Humanities Class.  In that book, he talks about an experience he had when he again tasted a madelaine cake that he used to eat in his childhood.  His aunt would give it to him when he visited. Sure, he had seen the cakes many a time since those days, but only when he tasted and smelled it did the vivid image of standing beside his aunt come back in full force.  Funny how memories work that way.  Sometimes you remember something you forgot you remembered, and it takes very special circumstances to get that memory going again.  Often smell or taste is the most direct way to conjure a memory.  Matter of fact, when I'm thinking about certain times and certain places, I can almost still smell the same scents that were present at the time of the memory.  I remember the smell of the Stratmans' house, the rainy air of the Oregon coast, the stale scent of Mr. Morgan's physics classroom, and the rancid stench of the cows at the Minnesota State Fair.  I recall the bland taste of the gel my orthodontist used to take molds of my teeth, my mom's stromboli she used to make when the missionaries came over, the gummi worms I had during my breaks at work, and the taste of Jake Tengelsen's lips on mine when he first kissed me that summer of 2007.  Yes, smell and taste are such amazing and powerful memory tools!

Some other tiny memories I can randomly recall that I didn't ever remember I had....

Brandi Tucker expressing her excitement about the upcoming Owl City Concert during calculus class.
Pie day with Freestyle, the day before Thanksgiving Break.  Andrew brought Banana cream.
Going to Target to pick up Christmas presents after work one day.
Sitting in the balcony overlooking the stage on the right side of the Mraz Center during Hell Week of Into the Woods.  Doing my homework up there.  Mike coming to visit from down below.  I felt like Rapunzel.
Playing WarioWare with my roommates when I knew I should be doing my homework.
Playing Sardines with Devin in the dark, and seeing Jordan Beal while I played.
Bonfire with the Raceks.  We were screaming so loud playing night games, the police came to shut us up.
Sitting with mike in his turquoise convertible after my grad party and staying there in his arms til one.
Mr. Franssen giving me a death stare if I started talking too much with my neighbors.
Falling asleep in Mr. Heaton's Social Inequality class.
Getting the word "would" wrong in the class spelling bee in first grade.  Chad Thompson got it right.
Going straight from band class home in eighth grade, bragging to my friends about how I'm getting free guitar lessons from my bishop.
Trying to make a whole world out of my backyard..  Winona Valley, Mr. Salt's store, Strongholds palace.
Seeing the words "NO HANNAH ALLOWED" whitewashed onto one of the boards in the Winey's Treehouse.
Talking to Tara Ryder about God on my way home from an ugly Oklahoma Cast party.  What a kind soul to do that for me.
Dad losing his temper because the house wasn't clean, throwing everything in bags and fuming.
Trying to drive my car when the frost was covering the windshield.  I didn't get very far before I knew this was super dangerous.
Walking around the campus where we held the five-stake girls camp.  Katie was with me.  Later dancing with my pipe-cleaner tiara around my room, thinking I looked beautiful and that god loved me.
Walking around the circle building with Whitley before classes started in Eighth grade.
Missing my first class with Jason Stocker because we didn't know where the right room was.  Holy cow Jason Stocker....
Talking to Taggart about popularity while wandering around his basement, fidgeting with the exercise equipment.
Kevin Phyle saying "LUNCH" obnoxiously during Ms. Brickner's class before lunchtime.
Dancing around with Ellen during twilight on a summer evening.  Singing very loudly.
Getting new bed curtain things to hang in my room as a compromise for wanting a canopy bed.

Listening to:  Feul's "Hemorrhage"
Things Going on Today:  meet with the Omni Landlord, homework.
Blessings:  Saturday mornings.  Snow.  Grooveshark.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Thinking About Weddings...

So I've been thinking about weddings lately, and I've decided that I want a lilac wedding when the big day arrives.   I found myself surfing the internet for cute, modest bridesmaids' dresses for mah girls, and this was one that caught my eye....

"Tea Party" modest prom dress in Lilac
$79.00... not bad!  

And I'd have them wear a simple string of pearls instead of that big gaudy thing she's wearing.  
The shoes would be cute, too. 

If I could get a similar dress in plum, for my sister, that would be great!  And something in that same plum color for my mom.

Listening to:  Train, "Meet Virginia"
Things Going On Today:  No Dinner Group
Blessings: Leftover meat from taco salad last week.    

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 12 -- A Song by a Band I Hate

I don't hate this band.  I've never heard anything else from this band, but the one song I have heard, I HATE.  It came out when I was in Jr. High and the radio stations WOULDN'T STOP PLAYING IT.  The voices are annoying and the guitar is repetitive.  Blegh.

Listening to:  This song...  Just reminding myself how much I don't like it.
Things Going On Today:  Mulching, switched-around seats in womens' chorus, and it's Thursday thursday...
Blessings:  Basketball games, cuz class gets out ten minutes early.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 11 -- A Song From My Favorite Band

My Last Breath -- Evanescene

Evanescence is my all-time favorite band, and I think deep down it will always be that way, regardless of how many more albums they put out...  or don't put out.  This song, in particular, is epic.  The perfect balance between orchestration and complete rock!!  Heck yeah!!

Listening to:  See above
Things Going on Today:  Women's Chorus party (which I am missing even as we speak), mulching
Blessings:  Teachers who let you ask a lot of questions, pink flowers, and EVANESCENCE

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Rebecca Black's "Friday"

Okay.  I have to bring it up.


Ugh.  It's STUCK IN MY HEAD!!  That stupid FRIDAY song by Rebecca Black.  I don't know what this world is freaking coming to!!  Here is are the reasons why I think everything is WRONG about this whole Friday business...

  The girl is 13 years old.  Yeah, I know, there are other perfectly capable teenage musicians that I do appreciate.  Willow Smith's "Whip My Hair" is pretty good, and she's 10!  I loved Billy Gilman and Charlotte Church when I was a kid, and they started at age 11.  Yeah, I suppose it's okay to start a musical career early on in your life.  BUT... that is when you actually have the talent to do so!!  This girl... this CHILD... Rebecca Black has no outstanding talent that should put her in such a celebrity standing so quickly.  It is unhealthy for girls that young to think they are superstars. Bad form, parents!  Don't use your kid as a money-making experiment!  Those little "camps" they have where you can send your kid in hopes that he/she will be the next Justin Bieber is NOT a good parenting technique.  It is a waste of money and time, and it leaves your kid spoiled rotten.  There is a reason why people like Lindsay Lohan are the way they are.  They were spoiled at a young age, thought they could get everything they wanted, and ended up ruining themselves.  I see Miley Cyrus is on the same track right now.  And this poor girl Rebecca is already a victim of fame, it seems.  She's jaded!  Poof!  Childhood gone.  Way to go, parents.
Now my beef about the song itself... it's CRAP!  If you're gonna make parents waste thousands of dollars to send their kids to pop star camp, you could at least give them a worthwhile song to sing!  "Yesterday was Thursday, today it is Friday...  Tomorrow is Saturday, and Sunday comes afterwards..."  YOU CALL THOSE LYRICS??  That's awful!!  Whatever talent that girl has is WASTED on a song that is total garbage.  I am completely ashamed of what is considered "pop" these days.  The worst part is that stupid rap in the middle.  Way to plug in the token black dude... and the worst part is, that's the producer of the whole thing!  If I were him, I would try to keep my face and name as far away from anything having to do with that song as possible.  It's an awful piece of junk.
Because this song is so gosh-darn terrible, I think it's perfectly acceptable to make online parodies of it.  Some of them are pretty funny! Most of them just make fun of the awful lyrics and stage production of the video. But according to this recent Good Morning America interview, there are comments also being posted in regards to Rebecca's vocal talent.  Please keep the criticism where it belongs.  Rebecca CAN sing.  Not well, not wonderfully, but she can sing.  It's the song and the whole system that's the problem.  I think Rebecca's a victim of modern decadence.  Call me cliche, but you gotta admit, this whole idea that money can buy fame is sort of screwed up.  People should be famous for their talent.  If they're not famous for their talent, they are infamous for their screwed-up lives, and the sick truth about society is that we are entertained by the fact that their lives are screwed up.  Sad thing indeed.

Listening to:  "Friday" by Rebecca Black
Things Going On Today:  98% on Humanities test, 93% on New Testament test, no work today.
Blessings:  Nights with very little homework.  Grilled Cheese sandwiches and clean water.

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 10 -- A Song I Can Fall Asleep To

Robert Pattinson's "Never Think."
I can't understand what he's saying.  It's super slow and disengaging.  Perfect nap music.

Listening to:  Emily humming.
Things Going On Today:  Women's Chorus sings in Devotional, no work
Blessings:  No Work.  Shoulders to cry on about things that really don't matter.

Saturday, March 19, 2011



Listening to:  Paparazzi
Things Going On Today:  See Above
Blessings:  Tickets.  

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 9 -- A Song I Can Dance To

Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance"


Listening to:  Paper Gangsta by Lady Gaga
Things Going On Today:  LADY GAGA CONCERT
Blessings:  My friend Katie, who is willing to go see Gaga with me and give me rides and have fun and stuff.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 8 -- A song I know all the words to

Evanescence -- My Immortal

Listening to: This song.
Things Going on Today: Made taco salad, saw Persuasion, kissed a boy
Blessings: lips. Salsa. sleep.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 7 -- A song that reminds me of a certain event

Clay Aiken's "Invisible"

Reminds me of Easter morning in my living room.  I was... what?  Fifteen??  I think fifteen.  Maybe fourteen.  I got this in my easter basket from my parents.

Listening to:  This song.
Blessings:  Lemonade, warm weather
Things Going On Today: ASL test, I buy taco salad supplies, and I re-write a paper.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 6 -- A song that Reminds me of Somewhere

Billy Gilman's "My Girl" reminds me of the Colorado highway.

Why, you ask?
Well I got this CD when I was around twelve years old.  My step-grandma Mary gave it to me in one of those goody bags she always gives us when we go on a long journey somewhere.  In this case, it was to Utah.  She already had me hooked on Billy Gilman when she gave me "One Voice" a few years earlier.  So I knew perfectly well that this CD was going to be amazing.
This was back when dinosaurs still roamed the earth and we used portable CD players.  My mom and dad had a crappy old one and I would listen to this CD non-stop in the car on our way though Colorado.

Listening to:  It's Gonna Rain
Blessings:  Honest girls who give you back your sunglasses, seeing RMs that you haven't seen in three years, really nice comments on your papers when you get them returned from the teacher.
Things Going on Today:  Dinner Group at Julias... ten minutes ago. 


Christian Louboutin RTW Fall 2011

Monday, March 14, 2011

Justin Bieber, Rascal Flatts -- "That Should Be Me"

Listen to his newest number with Rascal Flatts... he sings lower than Gary Levox and he's super old!
Other than that little blurb, this song's kind of boring.  It's almost too massive for its own good.  The instruments overpower everything and the lyrics aren't that great.  Only listen to hear Justin's new voice, which ain't bad in and of itself, but it will definitely take the "little-boy heartthrob" out of him.

Listening to:  "That Should be Me"
Things Going On Today:  Showed coworkers my newest song about a girl with a dirty mind, FHE
Blessings:  Root Beer Floats, visits to see the Parker Brothers (so I can get a teensy bit of work done before the BF comes back) and webcams.

30-Day Song Day 5 -- A Song that Reminds Me of Someone

Steely Dan -- Almost Gothic

Listening to:  That's All
Things Going On Today:  Slept in, so I didn't get to work until around 9, had a drunk time with Jen, and went to classes.
Blessings:  The Internet, Scriptures, and good friends who make me talk things out.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 4 -- A Song that Makes me Sad

Fisher: You

Listening to: Quando Men Vo
Things Going on Today: Dinner with the Stitts, daylight savings
Blessings: By BFFL, Katie

Saturday, March 12, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 3 -- A Song that Makes me Happy

The Killers:  This is Your Life

I think about mountains and freedom and epic when I listen to this song.

Friday, March 11, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 2 -- My Least Favorite Song

It was very hard for me to pick a "least favorite song."  Matter of fact, I don't mind this song THAT much.  It's just the first song that popped into my head that I don't really enjoy listening to.  If I hear it on the radio, I change the station.  There are few other songs that I do that with.  Why "One Thing"?  Well, to put it simply, it's an incredibly boring song.  They say the same things over and over, very little happens in the instrumentation, and his voice is kind of annoying.  Sure, the message ain't bad, and I can appreciate the emotional investment that was made in writing this song.  Every song should be appreciated, I think, because every song is a work of art.  Sure, some art may be better than others, but art is still art.  So no, I don't HATE this song.  It's just definitely not very high on my list.

I think the only songs I can truly HATE are ones that contain words or messages that I find to be offensive or corrupting, and I wouldn't want to share them on my blog.  So I'm not.  Deal.

Listening to:  Not this song.
Things Going on Today:  Big barbecue at work, Bones, dinner with g-rents, and a really productive voice lesson (Musetta's Walz is HARD)
Blessings:  My blanket, and a really nice voice teacher.   

Thursday, March 10, 2011

30-Day Song Challenge: Day 1 -- My Favorite Song

"Tutto 'l di Piango"
Composed by Vijay Singh
Performed in this clip by the Minnesota All-State Women's Choir

I performed with this Choir in the year 2008.  It's a very important song for me.  The composer, Vijay Singh, changed my life by inspiring me to be a high school music teacher.  This song sets the following text by Petrarch:

Tutto 'l dì piango, e poi la notte, quando
Prendon riposo i miseri mortali,
Trovomi in pianto, e raddoppiarsi i mali;
Così spendo 'l mio tempo lagrimando.

In tristo umor vo li occhi consumando,
E 'l cor in doglia; e son fra li animali
L'ultimo, sì che li amorosi strali
Mi tengon ad ogni or di pace in bando.

Lasso, che pur da l'un a l'altro sole
E da l'un' ombra a l'altra, ò già 'l più corso
Di questa morte che si chiama vita.

Più l'altrui fallo che 'l mi' mal mi dole,
Ché Pietà viva, e 'l mio fido soccorso
Vèdem' arder nel foco, e non m'aita.

English Translation:
All day I weep;and then at night, when miserable mortals rest, I find myself in tears, and my misfortunes double; thus, I pass my time in weeping.  In a sad humour I wear out my eyes and heart in grief; I am the lowest of all animals, for the loving arrows keep me at every hour bereft of peace.  I am weary, since from one sun to the next, and from one shadow to the next I have already spent most of this death that is called life.It is more for the fault of another than for my misfortune that I grieve; because living pity, and my faithful aid, see me on fire and do not help me.

While my emotional connection to this song has ebbed and flowed, I still feel a deep connection with the music, particularly the second half.  There is a sense of weariness to the lasso's and a fiery, agonizing energy as the fire eventually consumes the entire body of sound.  
I only listen to this song on special occasions.  I set aside one time a year to listen to it in a dark space, but if I am feeling particularly alone or depressed, I listen to it then, too.  I imagine a dark room, slivers of light, and a lot of crying.  This is one of few songs that delivers the same level of thrill and emotion even after listening to it so many times.  I want to keep the sensations as strong as possible, so I limit myself in regards to how many times I listen to it.  

Listening to:  You guessed it...  "Wait on De Lord" by this same choir.  
Things Going on today:  walk with Mark.
Blessings:  Vijay Singh.

My New Blog Theme

day 01 - your favorite song
day 02 - your least favorite song
day 03 - a song that makes you happy 
day 04 - a song that makes you sad
day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere
day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event 
day 08 - a song that you know all the words to
day 09 - a song that you can dance to
day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep 
day 11 - a song from your favorite band 
day 12 - a song from a band you hate 
day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure 
day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love 
day 15 - a song that describes you 
day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate 
day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 - a song from your favorite album
day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry 
day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 - a song that makes you laugh
day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 - a song that you wish you could play
day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 - a song from your childhood 
day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year

Things I am Anticipating:

-- the LADY GAGA CONCERT (in 8 days)
-- the next COMMUNITY episode (in 1 day)
-- my acceptance/rejection letter from the school of music (?????)

Listening to:  Just a Dream, by Nelly
Blessings:  Cookies for $2.50, coke zero, and Indian food
Things Going on Today:  went to India Palace with my fam, Humanities test postponed, watched glee.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Cancelled Classes this Week:

New Testament on Thursday
ASL on Wednesday
Women's Chorus on Friday

Perfect timing.


I spent a lot of time last night crying.  It was like every problem I had was fired at me like a paintball gun full of saltwater, which then splattered on my face.  I feel really bad for taking my friends down with me.  Hopefully today will be better.

Listening to:  Just a Dream by Nelly
Things Going On Today:  I make dinner, Art History exam, four hours of work.
Blessings:  A shoulder to cry on, the internet.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Internal Monologue?

I had a great conversation with myself, tried to fill in some blanks, and ended up just thinking in circles.  Maybe next time, self, we can figure some things out.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Weird, I know, but...

I'd really be interested in picking up some LDS literature about intimate relationships between married couples.  I'd just like to see how we'd handle it.

Listening to:  Randy Newman
Things Going on Today:  Quiz (yuck) snow (yuck) and homework (yuck)
Blessings:  Devotionals.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Of all the blessings in the world...

I got to get my Patriarchal blessing twice today.  The first one wasn't recorded, so he did it a second time.  It's sort of a mixed blessing, because I really liked the first one a lot and I really felt the spirit strongly during the first one.  The second one seemed a little rushed and of course repetitive because I had just heard everything before.  But both of them, I know, were blessings from the Lord, and I am thankful for the one I will receive in writing in a few weeks.  I know it will still help me and be a guide in my life.

Listening to:  ...
Things Going on This Evening:  Studying for New Testament Quiz
Blessings:  Naps and boyfriends who make you spaghetti.

An Ode to Clam Chowder

Oh Chowder, you make me so happy.
Except when you're cold.  Then you're crappy.
But this time you're not.
This time you are hot.
And thus my feet go tippy-tappy.

Listening To:  Float On
Things going on today:  PATRIARCHAL BLESSING
Blessings:  The Patriarchal kind.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Pain in the...

I don't understand T-Pain.  He's been featured as a guest in more songs than he's put out himself.  Talk about reaping from others' spoils.  Furthermore, nothing about his voice is real.  He's the king of AutoTune, and yet he's making millions.

One thing's for sure, I really really like the the top hat look.  I should probably invest...

His kids are named Lyriq and Muziq.  I wonder how much they get teased in school.

Listening to:  The only Hope for me is You by MCR
Things going on Today:  Reading When the Mind Hears
Blessings:  My phone.


I feel bad about this, but there are days when I look at pictures of girls I know and I think "yuck."  There's this look, you see, that I've always wanted but probably will never be able to achieve.  It's that sunkissed shiny blonde/brown hair, pearly white teeth behind pink lips with evenly tanned skin and eyes highlighted with just the right amount of makeup.  I don't see as much of it out here in Provo, but I remember all the pretty girls in high school looked that way, and it really bugged me.  I see pictures of them on facebook and all I can think of is how fake they look.  Their smiles seem to big, their cheeks too shiny, their hair too plastic.  But maybe that's just because I'm jealous.  All I have is a pale face, bushy hair, and yellow teeth.  They make it look so easy.
Whatever.  Just makes me sick.

Listening to:  Paparazzi
Things Going on Today:  Singing in a choir, studying for a quiz, and reading for a class
Blessings:  A morning.

What happens when I do homework as I'm falling asleep??

Romans Chapter 12:

Question 4:  How did Paul say to overcome evil?  (see v. 21)

Correct answer:  "Be not overcome of evil,"  "overcome evil with good."

My answer:
Don't be overcome w/ faithful.
Don't get job here in Provo.

OBVIOUSLY I was tired when I did my homework.  That makes absolutely no sense.

Listening to:  "Aftermath" by Adam Lambert
Things Going on Today:  Seeing a movie about cochlear implants, afternoon session of Stake Conference, lots of homework.
Blessings:  Weekends.  Devotionals.  Malt Shoppe.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Mugler Pigtails

Listening to:  Book on Tape Worm, "Lullaby"
Things Going on Today:  Missed the ASL movie I am supposed to see, new boss is great
Blessings:  New bosses, rhyming dictionaries

Tuesday, March 1, 2011


I'm working on gospel time these days
(The summer - this could be the cool part of the summer)
The sloe-eyed creature in the reckless room she's so severe
A wise child walks right out of here
I'm so excited I can barely cope
I'm sizzling like an isotope
I'm on fire so cut me some slack

First she's way gone then she comes back
She's all business then she's ready to play
She's almost gothic in a natural way

This house of desire is built foursquare
(The city - the cleanest kitten in the city)
When she speaks it's like the slickest song I ever heard
I'm hanging on her every word
As if I'm not already blazed enough
She hits me with the cryptic stuff
That's her style - to jerk me around

First she's all feel then she cools down
She's pure science with a splash of black cat
She's almost gothic and I like it like that

This dark place so thrilling and new
It's kind of like the opposite of an aerial view
Unless I'm totally wrong
I hear her rap and brother it's strong

I'm pretty sure that what she's telling me is mostly lies
But I just stand there hypnotized
I'll just have to make it work somehow
I'm in the amen corner now
It's called love - I spell L -U- V

First she's all buzz then she's noise-free
She's bubbling over then there's nothing to say
She's almost gothic in a natural way

She's old school then she's like young
Little Eva meets the Bleecker Street brat
She's almost gothic but it's better than that