Sunday, August 12, 2012

because being 16 isn't so sweet.

Dear readers,  

   Not that it matters, but it was my birthday four days ago.

   It was a good day. For the majority of the time I was left to my own devices, and my friends and I ended up joining forces at the local Tim Horton's to plot the rest of the day. One of my best friends called from a different province, and we had a good chat about random crap, as usual.
   Random crap is always good.

   Although it was fun (and probably the best birthday I've had, which is actually a bit depressing considering I did practically nothing), I expected something different.

   I did not expect a big party or anything, like Sam in Sixteen Candles, because that's really not my scene at all. It's just that, like Sam, I expected to feel different. To automatically wake up and feel better about myself, to have ambition and drive and the mindset of a young woman and this indistinct aura of CHANGE about me. Obviously, that didn't happen. And obviously, that never will happen, because I've realized too late that the only thing that changes on your birthday is your age. You as a person do not transform into this new, confident, all-knowing version of yourself.
   Which is sad.
   And I wish I just felt something different.

   However, this guy never fails to cheer me up no matter how down I'm feeling.
   Jon Cozart is great.

   And just because, here's literally the best medley ever. It's about all the so-bad-they're-good movie villains. It's also on iTunes, and includes the ever famous VOLDEMORT. Check it.

I swear, someday I will marry this man.

   The wishful-thinking angry bird

Thursday, July 26, 2012

because feeling great is greatness

Dear readers,

   Ever realize that the best feeling in the world is indescribable?

   It's happy. Warm. Eager. Lovely. Peaceful. Exciting. Wonderful. Overwhelming, at times. There are endless words, but none of them quite fit. They all seem "too" something or "not enough" of something else, as if this feeling is superior to any word that tries to mould it. It's a feeling that makes you want to feel that way forever.

   For me, that particular feeling is emanated from this song.
   This song isn't anything; it just is.

   Isn't it?

   That was liberating! Sharing something so wonderful is a wonderful thing in itself.
Therefore, please spread out into the world what gives you your interpretation of the best feeling in the world :)


   The song-loving songbird