Hmmm

Once again, I have neglected you, dear blog. I want to feel remorse because I thought this some how meant I care less about music. That is not the case. I have never been more in love.
Anyone who has kept up with my unkempt squabble since the late summer of 2009 knows that I quickly jump from interest to interest in a disorderly fashion. This is how I deal with life. This is how I discover what I need and what I can live without.
Each blog post on here is only a tiny glimpse of something I was once interested in. I may come back to that love. I may not. One thing I will no longer do is feel a deep nostalgic pain between my ribs when I remember my past. Reminiscence is a great healer and wonderful reminder to keep the body ticking, but nostalgia has no place in my mind. I don’t need it like I once thought I did. I don’t need to hold on to pain or happiness. Both will indefinitely be achieved again in moments to come.

That is my spiel. In other news, I have become obsessed with Queen in the last few months – more than I have ever been in the past – and wish to share this piece of sound with you.

Spring Break

Spring Break started at 1:10 p.m. for me. I am still sitting in my apartment waiting for my lovely boyfriend (Facebook boyfriend, that is) to pick me up. I’m listening to Tragic Kingdom by No Doubt and it makes me think of my childhood. I swear I am the most nostalgic person I know. What ever happened to No Doubt?? Reggae rock needs to make a come back. Just wanted to put that out there. 🙂

Happy break, lovers.

Fall Cleaning

(I wrote this first part in September.)

From time to time I delete songs from my iTunes, whether they are doubles, unknown or never played. Almost reaching a 15,000-song made me realize having 55+ GB of space used up can’t be too healthy for my Mac’s hard drive. In today’s rampage, I found a few songs that brought a nostalgic feeling.

Fall is my favorite season, yet, I often feel nostalgic or even melancholy when the leaves begin to change colors and the wind pursues the branches. It’s tough to think about last fall; it’s even more tough to think about the fall when I started 6th grade. Each fall reminds me of Michael Jackson, Memphis, love and beginning. It’s strange, but I enjoy the heartache fall brings. Continue reading

One At A Time

Dedicated to brilliant minds.

I’m a sucker for finding new music through Youtube.com. The “suggestions” sidebar on the right side is a useful little feature not only for discovering similar music artists, but for tracking down comedic videos you forgot the name of. I wish there were a simple feature such as this when it came to making friends or networking. 😛

Facebook also features advertisements on the right sidebar based on one’s likes, interests and pages. It just so happens that John Legend and The Roots have a new album entitled “Wake Up!” Continue reading

I’m Baaaaaaack!

Dedicated to Professor Jo Dumas. She shared her wise words with me to lift my morale.

My apologies go out to the blog world I’ve neglected in the past month and a half! Now, back to business…

I’ve spent the last four weeks in State College. There have been very low points and very high points, but I finally made it through a steady week (last week); and let me tell you, that feels fabulous. Continue reading

Whoa

Dedicated to these rappers.

If you know anything about either of these rappers, your mouth will drop.

Lyrics of the Week – Week 42

Dedicated to nothing.

“The Scientist” by Coldplay

Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions
Oh, let’s go back to the start
Running in circles, coming up tails
Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart

But tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing our tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh, it’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m going back to the start

Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ah ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

I feel like Sylvia Plath sometimes. Cliche, but true.