So Happy.

Hey Blogging World

It's been a while and I haven't had much to write about, until now. I'm so happy but also feeling slightly upset. I bought two new songs and depending on which one I listen to, I feel completely different things. The power of music.

Girls Like You-The Naked and Famous

I would be happy becoming deaf to this song. It has been blaring in my ears over the last hour and I don't think I will ever get sick of it. If you ever want a song where you can dance around while cleaning up the kitchen, this is the perfect song. The way I see the song is that it's saying that strip a girl of all her beauty, everything that she thinks makes her special, and you get a real beautiful girls in which "people write songs about girls like you". I'm not sure if that's the exact message he is trying to portray, and it might not be. But it just makes me so happy.

In all honestly, life is pretty fabulous. I have gotten through the first round of auditions for a performing arts showcase. I have been accepted into the program I wanted to do based on an audition. I have been hanging out with many friends, talking to many new people. I love human beings. We are such strange things. We can go from loving someone to hating them in seconds, we use this thing called technology to interact with each other when we don't have the ability to see each other. Yet even talking through phones we're still horrified when we see the other has read our message and replying. We laugh for the sake of laughing, because apparently it makes us feel good. Crying lets out everything we have been holding in. We write blogs to attempt in putting our emotions into words. And we all have a special bond with one another. We can't help it.

Did you know we walk to a beat? When we talk, our voice has a rhythm. When our body hears music, it starts to move. It's uncontrollable, it's music and human beings could never live without it. There are people who have this thing called a voice and when they open it up, pure beauty comes out of it. Music isn't about looks, because you don't have to look at music. All you do is listen. It's that simple.

Stay-Mayday Parade

It's not so much that this song makes me sad, it makes me imagine singing it to someone. I'd be on a stage, with a band, and they'd be in the crowd. I imagine myself having a sad look on my face, but I still smile as if to say that this is the way it has to be. And it's hard to think about that because imagination can seem so real sometimes.

You imagine yourself doing something so much that you play out the whole story in your head, what you will say, what the other person will say, what you will do etc. It comes to the real moment and you've already got this story in your head. For me, it's usually worst case scenarios in my head so that I'm too scared that it will actually happen and steer clear of anything happening. Or I go ahead and make it worse by playing the best case scenario in my head. I arrive and realize how let down I am going to be. I feel like I am constantly regretting moments because I haven't wanted to wreck the scene in my head. Then I realize, that scene was not real and will never be real, I could have had a real memory, whether it be good or bad.

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one that thinks like this.

Life is so twisted and you always wish that for once everything could be in place, but when something falls into place then something else pops out. But I wouldn't want it any other way, anything or anyone that makes life interesting is welcomed into my life with open arms. My life just becomes more wonderful with every person I involve in it.

La Vie Vivante.