Day Seventy Three

Wow today was ridiculously busy. I spent the first part of the day Easter-ing with my family and then went straight to back to college to unpack and catch up with some friends. I actually forgot about blogging until just now. But it's bedtime for me since I'm exhausted and have to get up in the morning for class. It's not that my class is that early (11am) but I've made it my goal to dress nice this term and look cute, and looking cute takes some extra time.

I promise I'll take the time to write a really long post tomorrow about classes and being back at college and some boyfriend-related updates and all that to make up for this sad excuse for a post. Good night everyone!

Day Seventy Two

It takes a pretty damn good song to get me obsessed. When I do get obsessed though, I can't stop listening to the song(s) and usually rack up a few dozen plays on my iTunes list before moving on the the next song(s). Right now, these are the songs I can't get enough of.

Lover of the Light - Mumford & Sons

It's Alright - Matt and Kim

Default - Django Django

We are the Tide - Blind Pilot

I'm sure you can tell my now the type of music I love, so if you have any songs that you think are just amazing, please share!

Day Seventy One

Since today is absolutely gorgeous, I’m writing my blog entry today from outside. I missed spring and summer so bad. I missed being able to be outside without a rain jacket, jeans and Ugg boots. I swear I wore my black Uggs 95% of the time this winter. Plus, nothing is worse than being cooped up inside, except maybe being forced to be outside when you should be cooped up inside.

Now that it’s springtime though, I feel like I should be DOING something. This week helped out at two lacrosse practices and it reminded me of how much I loved playing with my team. If I had the time and the money and a car to get there, I’d want to be coaching. If I can’t play, I might as well teach some new girls how. Lacrosse won’t be happening at all for me though because I don’t have time. I’m taking five classes next term along with working and my internship.

I’m pretty sure I’m going to be doing most of my homework/studying outside, especially since there’s internet everywhere on campus (it’s a beautiful thing). The only thing I’ll have to worry about is my laptop dying. There’s no way I’m going to be wasting the sunshine by staying indoors. I’m going to have such a nice tan by the time summer starts :)

Speaking of summer, it’s almost a definite that I’m going to San Diego at the end of finals week to watch Sam graduate from AIT. He’s been working so hard and I think it’d be cool for me to be there when he finally graduates. Everything is still up in the air, but there’s a chance we might be going to the Army Ball and I’m not too sure of my feelings on it. We’ll see, it could be fun. After that he has 14 to 20 days at home before he has to leave again, so I’m trying to think of something fun to do just the two of us.

I’m also debating on whether or not I should stick to the theme still, or whether I should just blog everyday about anything I want to. I can tell I’ve been slowly drifting away from it lately and I’m not sure if I like it or not.

By the way guys, I can see how many views I’m getting but there are never any new comments. I want to know what things you like or want to see more of so leave me a few comments or even send me a Facebook message or a text or something to let me know what you think. Thanks all for reading and sticking with me this far.

Day Seventy

In the bowling alley...

There are a lot of things I like doing. I like rock climbing. I like hiking. I like white water rafting. You know what I don't like? Bowling. I am absolutely horrible at it, the ball is too heavy, the shoes are hideous and the music sucks. I've seriously heard all of this stuff on the radio before I left for college. Right now "Without You" by David Guetta (let's be real, it was Usher's song) is playing. I have clear memories of listening this song on the way to a HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL GAME. That means this song is at least a year and a half old. That's old. And it's not even a good old song.

The other "classic date activity" I tried this week was roller skating. Let's just say my six year old cousin (who had never roller skated before either) was better than me by the end of the day. At least it's better than ice skating. Ice skating is cold, it hurts when you fall and I feel like I look like a baby giraffe.

The really cool thing about going to roller rink (that's what they're called, right?) was getting to see where my great grandparents met in the 1940s. That's just so cute and cliche! It's like a scene out of an old movie. I can't picture my grandpa roller skating now, but I could definitely see it when he was younger - I bet he was a huge show off too trying to impress my grandma even though I don't see her as one to fall for a guy's moves so easy.

The only old picture I could find of the place. 

I remember my mom telling me they used to roller skate together all the time and while I think that's adorable, that's not something I'll be doing with Sam. Ever. What I really want to do that I think would be a fun as a date is horseback ride. 

I don't mean this:

No, this is what I want to do:

Maybe one day.

Day Sixty Nine

I got some somewhat bad news today that I'm not sure if I'm allowed to share yet, so I'm not really in the mood to write. Instead (because I'm feeling a bit cynical), I'll share some of my favorite hipster parody tumblr photos.

Day Sixty Eight

Another article for you all. This one is from the Onion, so unfortunately it's not real, but don't you wish the world worked like this?


Supreme Court On Gay Marriage: 'Sure, Who Cares'

WASHINGTON—Ten minutes into oral arguments over whether or not homosexuals should be allowed to marry one another, a visibly confounded Supreme Court stopped legal proceedings Tuesday and ruled that gay marriage was “perfectly fine” and that the court could “care less who marries whom.”

“Yeah, of course gay men and women can get married. Who gives a shit?” said Chief Justice John Roberts, who interrupted attorney Charles Cooper’s opening statement defending Proposition 8, which rescinded same-sex couples’ right to marry in California. “Why are we even seriously discussing this?” 

“Does anyone else up here care about this?” Roberts added as his eight colleagues began shaking their heads and saying, “No,” “Nah,” and “I also don’t care about this.” “Great. Same-sex marriage is legal in the United States of America. Do we have anything of actual import on the docket, or are we done for the day?”

Before Roberts officially ended proceedings, sources confirmed that all nine justices were reportedly dumbfounded, asking why the case was even coming before them and wondering aloud if some sort of mistake had been made. Calling marriage equality a “no-brainer,” members of the High Court appeared not just confused but irritated when Proposition 8 defenders argued that gay marriage was not a national issue but a state matter.

 Moreover, when Attorney Cooper said that gay marriage could harm the moral fabric of the country and hurt the institution of marriage, Associate Justice Sotomayor asked, “What are you even talking about?” while Justice Anthony Kennedy reportedly muttered, “You got to be fucking kidding me,” under his breath.

 “I have to interject, Mr. Cooper,” Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg said as the attorney argued that the government has legitimate reasons to discourage same-sex couples from getting married. “Do you honestly care this much about this issue? Because if you do, you’re a real goddamn idiot. Actually, you sound as dumb as dog shit, and you are wasting our time.”

 “Should gay marriage be legal?” Ginsburg continued. “Yes. Done. Case closed. Goodbye. Christ, were we seriously scheduled to spend the next few months debating this?"

 Even the typically conservative wing of the court maintained that, despite their personal views, it would be “downright silly” for them to rule that same-sex marriage was unconstitutional

“I’m a strict Originalist, Mr. Cooper, and I’m looking at a 14th Amendment that forbids any state from denying any person equal protection of the law,” Associate Justice Antonin Scalia said. “So, unless we are the most uncivilized society on the face of God’s green earth, I think we can all agree that a gay person is in fact a person. So what I’m saying is, who the fuck are we to tell a person who he or she can get married to? This is dumb. Can we talk about a real case now, please?”

 Before adjourning the court, Roberts said there would be no official opinion on the case because it’s just “common goddamn sense,” and then addressed gay men and women directly.

“Get married, don’t get married, do whatever you want,” Roberts said. “It’s the opinion of this court that we don’t give two shits what you do.”

 “C’mon, let’s go get some food,” added Roberts, as the eight other justices followed him out the door.

Source

Also satirical and related to the controversy-that-really-shouldn't-be-a-controversy of gay rights

I don't understand people's issue with homosexuality. Even if you think it's wrong, why are you involved with their business? The majority of hatred against gay people is justified by religion. I have no issue with religion, and if you think being gay is morally wrong, whatever, it's your beliefs, but considering the following points:

1. Is it physically hurting you for them to be married? Is their relationship somehow hurting your chances of getting into heaven? No? Then shhh.  

2. Do you really think not giving them the right to marry is going to stop them from having gay sex? I'll give you a hint - it's won't.

2. You telling them they're going to hell isn't going to make them un-gay.  

3. If you truly believe they're evil and sinful, God will do the punishing, so you really don't have to worry about it.

It wasn't that long ago that interracial marriages were considered as taboo as homosexual marriages are now, though from what I've seen, homosexual relationships aren't that taboo anymore. I don't know if it's because I'm from Oregon, which is pretty liberal (at least where I've been), but people seem really accepting of same-sex couples. I think it's time for the laws to reflect that. 

Like I said yesterday about the funding for robots that can love, there are a lot of more important things we should be focusing on. An estimated 3.8% of the population of the US is homosexual while around 15% of Americans are below the poverty line. We have troops fighting a few different countries and a ridiculous amount of diplomatic conflicts. Our schools aren't as good as they could or should be. Can we stop fighting about whether or not gays can get married, give them the right to be together and just be done with the whole issue? Seriously.

To end this post, just take a look at this family:

If that's not the perfect little family, I don't know what is. These two dads are way more qualified to be parents than most of the straight parents I've seen. 

Day Sixty Seven

Since the beginning of spring break, I've noticed this blog has become more personal and less about love in general, which isn't something I wanted. While I think it's important to write about myself, I also don't want to focus on that too much. It's been difficult though - because I'm spending the entire day with my family, I haven't had the time to research and stuff like I normally do.

The other day, I saw this headline while scrolling through my Facebook feed: "Robot Programmed to Fall in Love with a Girl Goes too Far." I figured today was a good day to share that article with you and give you a few of my own thoughts on it.

Because, as you can imagine, all of the images of "Robot loves girl" were NSFW,
here's a picture of Walle and Eve.

Researchers at Toshiba’s Akimu Robotic Research Institute were thrilled ten months ago when they successfully programmed Kenji, a third generation humanoid robot, to convincingly emulate certain human emotions. At the time, they even claimed that Kenji was capable of the robot equivalent of love. Now, however, they fear that his programming has taken an extreme turn for the worst. 

“Initially, we were thrilled to see a bit of our soul come alive in this so called ‘machine,’” said Dr. Akito Takahashi, the principal investigator on the project. “This was really the final step for us in one of the fundamentals of the singularity.” 

Kenji was part of an experiment involving several robots loaded with custom software designed to let them react emotionally to external stimuli. After some limited environmental conditioning, Kenji first demonstrated love by bonding with a a stuffed doll in his enclosure, which he would embrace for hours at a time. He would then make simple, but insistent, inquiries about the doll if it were out of sight. Researchers attributed this behavior to his programmed qualities of devotion and empathy and called the experiment a success.

What they didn’t count on were the effects of several months of self-iteration within the complex machine-learning code which gave Kenji his initial tenderness. As of last week, Kenji’s love for the doll, and indeed anybody he sets his ‘eyes’ on, is so intense that Dr. Takahashi and his team now fear to show him to outsiders.

The trouble all started when a young female intern began to spend several hours each day with Kenji, testing his systems and loading new software routines. When it came time to leave one evening, however, Kenji refused to let her out of his lab enclosure and used his bulky mechanical body to block her exit and hug her repeatedly. The intern was only able to escape after she had frantically phoned two senior staff members to come and temporarily de-activate Kenji.

“Despite our initial enthusiasm, it has become clear that Kenji’s impulses and behavior are not entirely rational or genuine,” conceded Dr. Takahashi.

Ever since that incident, each time Kenji is re-activated, he instantaneously bonds with the first technician to meet his gaze and rushes to embrace them with his two 100kg hydraulic arms. It doesn’t help that Kenji uses only pre-recorded dog and cat noises to communicate and is able to vocalize his love through a 20 watt speaker in his chest.

Dr. Takahashi admits that they will more than likely have to decommission Kenji permanently, but he’s optimistic about one day succeeding where Kenji failed.

“This is only a minor setback. I have full faith that we will one day live side by side with, and eventually love and be loved by, robots,” he said.

Source

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Now, there are a lot of doubts as to the validity of the story, but I don't think that matters because you believed it, didn't you? There is nothing about this story that's so absurd that you'd call it a fake at first glance. Even if this particular story is a fake, the fact that it's believable based on the technology we have means that one day soon, a story like this could be very real.

As far as Kenji being "in love," to me it seems less like love and more like this:

which I guess kind of sums of what a lot of humans consider love, so fair enough I guess. If you're programing love into a machine though, Overly Attached Robot should not be the end goal, because that's just dangerous. The last thing the world needs is a bunch of jealous robot girlfriends/boyfriends with superhuman strength and durability.

The last quote is what gets me. "I have full faith that we will one day live side by side with, and eventually love and be loved by, robots." What?! I can think of a thousand possible ways this could backfire. Think of the crazy things humans do in the name of love (like murder their husband or husband's mistress). Then, think of the strength and intelligence a robot would have. Finally, think of all the times your smartphone glitches. Even if the robot was too advanced to glitch, the amount of money it would take to develop such a robot would be ridiculous. I don't know about you, but I'd rather have that money go into something more... practical... than robots who can love, like feeding starving children or ending sex trafficking.

In fact, unless you have some kind of weird robot fetish, why would you want a robot as your significant other? So you could program the "perfect" spouse? If that's the case, you are a sad, sad individual. Also, you're probably narcissistic to think that you deserve someone who's specifically what you want and nothing more. I don't think you can force love - if it's forced, it's not real. Through programming, you'd be forcing that robot to love you and it's quite possible you could never love it back. 

So, if any future robotics scientists are reading this and anyone ever asks you to work on a project to create loving robots, just say no. 

Day Sixty Six

Happy Birthdays Derps!

Just finished watching The Return of the King and let me tell you, no shame, this scene makes me tear up every time I watch it.

I'm sorry today wasn't much of an entry, but it was my sister's birthday so cut me a little slack, alright?

Day Sixty Five

Like I mentioned yesterday, being in a long distance relationship is a lot harder than I had anticipated. I mean, I never thought it was going to be easy, but I did think it was going to be a lot more manageable. It's hard to be a part of each other's lives when you don't see each other, let alone get to talk. I'm just thankful that I don't have to deal with some of the other negative aspects that often come with a long distance relationship, especially when it comes to trust.

Many guys in Sam's position wouldn't trust me to stay faithful to them - I'm at a college while they're away for months at a time - but Sam does, and it takes a lot of stress out of our relationship. It probably wouldn't work out between us if he didn't trust me and vise versa. I started dating him a month before he went to boot camp. If I wasn't 100 percent sure a relationship with him was what I wanted, I never would've committed in the first place.

Military relationships are infamous for not working out. Today, I wanted to share a story of one such relationship and the Marine who dealt with it like a boss.

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Also, finished watching The Two Towers with my mom. Her predictions for the third movie are:

1. Everyone's going to die but Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin.
2. Aragorn is going to die and go to another realm thing to be with Arwen.
3. Gollum is going to turn good again.
                 

Day Sixty Four

No Lord of the Rings tonight :( That's because my sister, a friend and I went out to eat at Red Robin. The waiter probably thought I was a stripper because $24 of our bill was paid in singles.

I'm feeling pretty unmotivated to write. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's just because it's late and I still don't feel good (damn allergies!) or maybe it's because it's kind of hard to be motivated to write about love when you're missing someone you love.

Being in a long distance relationship is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. I thought I was going to be totally fine with just phone contact and the occasional Facetime but I'm not. It's been almost three months since I've seen Sam, which is the longest I've ever gone without seeing him, even when we were just friends. Three months may not seem like a long time, but when you get to talk for maybe an hour a day, it feels like it. Three months down, two more to go.

I'll write more about it tomorrow but I'm exhausted and in need of sleep.

Day Sixty Three

My head feels like it's about ready to explode. Stupid allergies. It makes it hard to think but I'm going to give it a try anyway...

I just got done watching the Fellowship of the Ring with my mom... now I know how Sam felt when he took me to see the Hobbit. He spent the whole movie sitting next to me, narrating the entire thing and filling in details you wouldn't know from just watching the movie the first time. I didn't really mind though, it was kinda cute.

We started the movie at around 7:30, so for those of you who've seen the extended version, you know that it's a ridiculously long movie. I don't think my mom realized how long it was, because at the end of part one, she said," What? There's no end to this movie. I've been watching this movie for two hours and there's no ending." ........ "Mom, that's part one. I told you these were long."

Watching the movie again reminded me of how many scenes I absolutely love from that movie and how many scenes hit you right in the feels.

Even after watching this movie for I think the fourth time, I still can't choose a favorite character. Merry and Pippin are so adorably funny, but Aragorn such a badass, but then there's Legolas who's just.... well, Legolas. I mean seriously, how could you choose between these two?

My mom was disappointed with the cliffhanger ending at the end of the Fellowship od the Ring, so we're probably going to be watching the second movie tomorrow. These are her predictions:

1. Gandalf is going to come back and turn evil.

2. Sam is going to turn evil. 

She reads my blog so no spoilers.

Day Sixty Two

I'm home for spring break yay :)

Remember on Sunday how I said that this comic perfectly described my sister's sense of humor?

Well I found out today from my mom that my sister laughed out loud when she saw it and thought it was the funniest thing ever. I was spot on. 

I'm excited to spend the next week at home with the family. I'm hoping to use the break as a detox from the stress of college and classes and living in the dorms. After only coming home once from school this term, I missed being home. 

I'm watching a Criminal Minds with my parents about a serial killer who targets victims based on their online activity, mostly blogging. Perfect timing. Really. There are some creepy people out there that's for sure. The victims were selected based on fantasies they wrote in their blogs and the killer would make those fantasies come to life one way or another. One girl wrote about how she wanted a man to come through her window and "ravish" her... and that's what happened, except he killed her after. One girl just wrote about how she wanted to fall asleep under an oak tree like she did when she was a little girl.

That was an unrelated little tangent there, I just thought it was a creepy coincidence. Anyways, back to spring break. I don't think you ever realize how much you're going to miss something until you're not around it anymore. Before I left for college, I never thought much of all the times my family would just sit around together and watch TV and hang out, but since I've been away, I miss it a lot. The same is true with Sam. I never realize how huge a part of my life he was until he's suddenly missing. 

My "normal" is so incredibly different than it was before I left, and as much as I like the college atmosphere, it's hard not to miss the people that are most important to me - my family and my boyfriend. I love my college friends, but I miss hanging out with the friends that have been my friends for years as opposed the the friends I've known for months. 

Spring break is a chance for me to live my old life (with the exception of Sam being around) for a week. I'm excited for it. :)

Day Sixty One

I found this when I was browsing Stumble Upon today and I thought it was too perfect now to share. Little kids were asked, "What does love mean?" and these were their responses:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
~ Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
~ Billy - age 4

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
~ Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
~ Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."
~ Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
~ Bobby - age 7

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."
~ Nikka - age 6

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
~ Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
~ Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
~ Cindy - age 8

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
~ Elaine - age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
~ Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
~ Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
~ Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."
~ Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."
~ Mark - age 6

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Then there's this piece of wisdom from Jessica, an eight year old little girl:

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
How come an eight year old can figure this out and so many older people can't? Seriously.

My favorite story was about a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,<"Nothing, I just helped him cry."

Day Sixty

Another late night post. I spent all day helping my dad with the photography for his golf tournament. My job was pretty much to be chauffeured around the golf course and take pictures of the players. My dad’s team won and his boys players came in first and second while his female student came in second by one stroke. That’s not really a surprise though considering his students always do really well.

My dad and I had a really deep talk on the hour car ride back to Eugene, and surprisingly enough it went much more easily than I thought it would. I've always been a bit worried talking to my dad about serious things, but ever since I've been in college and out on my own, he's seen me as more of an adult and it's really refreshing to be able to talk to him as one. It was good to hear that he's proud of me and that he trusts my judgement.

I'm exhausted from today, so tonight's post is going to be short and sweet, but  I'm hoping to write more tomorrow.

Day Fifty Nine

Came home today, even though it's the weekend before finals. I haven't seen anyone from my family in a few weeks, so it was nice to spend time with everyone :) I'm working all day tomorrow though, and heading back to school at night, so it isn't much time, but it's a nice refresh before finals.

I want to take today's post to brag about my little sister. A few days ago, she interviewed at the Oregon Zoo to become a Zoo Teen. If she gets the job, which I'm sure she will, she'll get to interact and take care of the animals, as well as teach little kids about the animals at the zoo. I think she's the absolute perfect person for this job, no doubt.

One of my favorite parts of the interview she told me about had to be when they asked her what kind of animal she'd be and why. Her answer? An owl because, "then I could turn my head around, so I'd basically have eyes on the back of my head, and I could fly, and I'm a night person, and because I've always wondered what yarping up a pellet would feel like.

This is an owl pellet. Yes, those are bones. My sister's a weirdo.

She definitely won "Most Creative Answer" though. In all seriousness, I was proud of the answers she gave. Considering this was her first interview for anything ever, and it was kind of a big deal, I think she did amazing. So amazing in fact that there was a kid who kept copying her answers. He'd answer the question first, always introducing himself beforehand, and after my sister gave her answer, he'd ask, "Oh, uh, can I add to mine?"

My sister has also developed quite the sense of humor since I've been at school. Before I left, this pretty much sums up her sense of humor:

Today though, when she was talking about the same kid who was stealing her answers, she got a little worked up and started to rant.

"(Mocking voice) 'Yeah I want to be a Zoo Teen because I have this really deep connection with animals and they have a deep connection with me. It's a mutual thing.' Awesome, is it Facebook official then?"

It probably was a "You had to be there moment," but my point isn't what she said, it's that she actually said something witty and hilarious. I've only been away a few months, but in many ways she's a different person than when I left. Don't get me wrong, she still earns the nickname "Derps," but she's a lot more sure of herself now, which I think is awesome. She used to care a lot about what other people thought of her and her dorkiness, but now she just owns it and I'm proud of her. 

Day Fifty Eight

I made this today, with the help of Google images -  as a tribute to some of my favorite stories. With all of the trash TV and poorly written novels out there today, it's hard to remember that there are amazing stories out there. I was originally inspired to do this project by this image I saw on imgur:

but I knew I had to change my picks because

1. I never read the Harry Potter series (I think I made it through the first four).

2. I watch Pirates of the Caribbean for entertainment and Will Turner, not for its plot.

3. I was never blown away by The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. Maybe I need to read it again.

4. I don't even know who's in that last panel.

Of course, there are a lot more books I've read that have amazing stories. "Peeps" by Scott Westerfeld is an example. "Double Identity" also blew my mind both times I read it. The thing is though, I don't have much time to read anymore (reading for college courses doesn't count). I'm starting "The Silmarillion" over spring break, but that's the first book I've read that I've actually chosen to read since "1984," and even that was for school. 

These are the stories I chose:

Uglies

by Scott Westerfeld

The Hunger Games

by Suzanne Collins

1984

by George Orwell

The Book Thief 

by Markus Zusak

Forrest Gump

by Winston Groom

The Lord of the Rings

by JJR Tolkien

Day Fifty Seven

This song is one of the most adorable songs I've ever heard

I have so much love for this song because it's not overly romantic and sappy. It's cute. It's fun. If my relationship had a sound track, this is what I'd want it to be. I was going to make my own lyrics video, but by the time I came inside from enjoying this lovely spring day and got off the phone with Sam, it was too late. Maybe another day. Spring break is coming up, so I'll have time for more elaborate projects then.

Anyways, back to love songs. I'm pretty choosy when it comes to liking songs about love because so many of them are too over the top and dramatic and that's not how I like my love personally. Unless you can serenade me with it while playing guitar, I probably won't like it.

And it has to be happy-sounding too. I don't want to listen to a song that sounds depressing because love isn't depressing. Now, don't get me wrong, I think Whitney Houston had an amazing voice, but I don't like "I Will Always Love You." It's too sad. I know it's supposed to be, but why would I want to listen to that? I'd much rather listen to something like this:

Happy? Check. Fun? Check. Sing-a-long worthy? Check. Guitar for bonus points? Check.

Maybe I'm biased because I'm in a good place relationship-wise. If Sam and I broke up, I probably wouldn't be listening to bubbly love songs. I'd probably be listening to shit like this:

or this:

(You know I'm in a bad place when I'M listening to Adele.)

I think people naturally like to listen to music that reflects their life at least in some way. It's why there's hardcore music like "Til I Collapse" playing in the weight room or "Let's Go" playing as a pre-game warm up song (the Trick Daddy song, not the Matt and Kim song. That wouldn't be situationally appropriate at all.) I've always found it weird that people listen to sad music when they're sad - why not listen to happy music to cheer you up? - but whenever I put on happy music when I'm sad, it just feels like the music is mocking me. 

I guess for me, when I want to listen to songs about love or relationships, I want them to remind me of Sam, not how much I miss him. That means they have to make me smile and make me look forward to the future.

In the next few days, I'll probably be writing more about songs in the midst of some other things, but mainly I wanted to share the "I Must Have Done Something Right" video with you all and explain why I love it so much.