Catching up.

Yes, I know it's been awhile.

x)

So, instead of posting like 5 songs to catch up with the song challenge, I'm just going to post one when I actually have something to say in my blog rather than filling posts with just a song and an apology for having nothing to say. I'm going to do it on my own terms, in other words.

A song I used to love, but now hate:

Anything by Escape the Fate--minus "Situations"..I still love that. x)

I got a haircut today. I hate getting haircuts. I feel like I've been working so hard to grow my hair out and then I have to go and cut off a good inch of it to get rid of split ends...seems counter-productive, but I know it's good for my hair, and I shouldn't go without a routine trim. Even so, I like the way it looks, and my hair is healthy now, yay :)

I worked a 10 hour shift on Sunday (awful.), and though it was pretty unenjoyable, it gave me time to think while waiting on cars to come through the drive thru. So, since I knew I would forget if I didn't, I made a list of things I thought about in depth just so I could blog about them.

Birds

I think about birds alot. If I were to be any animal, I would definitely be a bird--one that could fly, of course.

Of all birds, owls are my favorite, then the giant flocks of blackbirds. While at work, I see the flocks of blackbirds fly over to wherever they're going beyond regions bank, and it's like they're nearly unending until the last little fluttering creature catches up to the rest of them. I admire the way they move together, undulating, and coexisting.

I have never seen two of those birds attack each other while in flight--which is when I would say they are at their most vulnerable. I wish people could be like that. I wish we could coexist and cooperate the way the blackbirds do, not taking advantage of each other at our weak points and just trying to survive together rather than kill each other. Does that make sense? As far as Owls go, they just seem respectable. Kings of the winged beasts. I would not want to mess with an owl, if I were a bird other than one.

Another thing I think about: Timber.

It's a term used for describing something about a person's singing voice, i.e: "They have different timbers".

It's like some voices are like ebony--deep, rich, sturdy...and others are like balsa wood--thin, shaky, and fragile. It's just a really interesting thing to think about. Determining what your own timber would sound like. For me I'd say Ivory--but ivory isn't really wood. It's made of tusks and such. Idunno. Suggestions? Opinions?

I found this really cool (yet mostly useless) instrument the other day on youtube, called the Theremin. It's the strangest thing I have ever seen, but quite intriguing. It was invented by this russian professor guy, Leon Theremin. I'm pretty sure it's the only instrument you can play (besides your voice) without touching it. Look it up, it's kind of entertaining to watch. Its only real use that I've discovered was for the Star Trek soundtracks.

Dreams

I don't usually remember my dreams. It's kind of saddening to me. I wish I did remember them. I wish I had more of an insight into my subconscious. When I do remember my dreams, they're just weird. Two nights ago, I dreamed I followed this neon purple and blue lizard around and it grew to the size of my miniature dachsund and became my friend. Like I said, weird.

I remember the two really symbolic dreams I have had, and I remember the recurring characters in my dreams...but as for every night, I don't remember what goes on. I think dreams are fascinating, I wish I could understand them better.

I cannot wait for the sun, heat, and the lake. I cannot wait for April to get here. I cannot wait to go to UCA in the fall, and EUROPE this summer! There's so much ahead of me, I'm just so excited :)

Another thing I think about alot--guys from my past.

Particularly ones I never dated, but almost did.
I refer to them as "the unknowns" in my head, because that's what they are to me. But I guess "the almosts" would be more appropriate. Idunno. They're just the guys who might could have been something good for me, but it doesn't really matter at this point in my life. I'm happy with Jake. Perfectly happy :). But I still think about it, them, the unknowns. Not because I want something else, not at all, but just because it's interesting to think of how things could have been different. To have something to think about, I suppose. I don't like letting the same things occupy my mind all the time.

I don't have much else to say.

Until then :)

Oh, just because.