I have stumbled upon a song today, that is by one of my most favorite, beloved bands in the world. I was skimming through the channels and decided to listen to the Satellite radio, and there it was... Boys Like Girls featuring Taylor Swift. The song is called 'Two is Better than One', and it immediately melted my heart the second I listened to it. After is was done (it's around 4:09 long), I can't help but to think about that song. There's something particular about it, that just makes you blush to yourself, not in embarrassment, but rather in a feeling you get in your heart. For me it did that, I'm not sure about you, but whatever your reaction, I hope it was positive. *Note: You can listen to this song on my blog lol it's the first one in the playlist.
Anyways I just can't get it out of my head, and the feelings and connections it holds is vast itself. I can't even explain the feeling. With this song, you can probably connect to it one way or another, which is really good about it. For me, it warmed my heart, and left me with a giddy feeling of happiness and love. Somehow hope as well, if you listen to the lyrics.
And there's this other song that makes me happy (also in my playlist) is 'Fireflies' by Owl City!
For some reason, it just makes me feel like a little kid again. It gives you the sense of wonderment and curiousity as a child has, and to be honest, I truly miss that.
My friend and I say that it gives you a warm fuzzy feeling inside your tummy! Hey, it's totally true! GO WARM FUZZY FEELINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hehe, anyways, I hope you consider one of these songs, they're really good, and they can hold a special meaning to you! :)
Monday, October 26, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Can't sleep, can't sleep!
Okay, for no apparent reason whatsoever, I cannot sleep tonight. Today has been one of the greatest days so far, I'm not sure why....
Maybe it's because of the sleet of rain that we recieved! For once we had a generous amount! I love the rain, especially just running through it without a care in the world. It gives you the sense of freedom and power against all odds. It's really thrilling, plus I love the water. I kinda have this urge whenever there is a downpour to let go of control a little bit and enjoy the moment while it lasts (which doesn't last as long).
Also, school itself has been pretty okay. So far so good really, just a little bits of hear and there anxiety of what grade I got, but yeah...
Anyways! Heres the awesome fun parts. Lately, our Sunday school has been uncommonly boring. For the past two years, they have been the funnest and outrageous experiences, and I would do anything to have them back, or at least trade anything for them, because really...... There is no fun incorporated whatsoever. And now we are planning a plan to decieve Mr. Boringness, and bring the fun factor back into play! It will be risky, but afterall, it will be worth every second.
And there is the excitement of just running around with just socks in gym class, (not to mention free foot massages from your buddy). It's actually easier to run barefoot across our gym, it's more easier and more convenient! And you can slip and slide across it easier without annoying screeches from your shoes....
So as I was saying, I am not a sleepyhead yet... (If you are wondering why I am even up, well I just have excess energy stored up. And I am excited for no apparent reasons whatsoever)
I may end up staying up a while though.
And for all who are wondering, I am not on the computer. I was kicked out looooong ago (well curfew) but hey, DSi's put you in a safer, warmer position than risking your privileges and sitting upright on a very very cold seat!
See you all later! Nightie night!
Maybe it's because of the sleet of rain that we recieved! For once we had a generous amount! I love the rain, especially just running through it without a care in the world. It gives you the sense of freedom and power against all odds. It's really thrilling, plus I love the water. I kinda have this urge whenever there is a downpour to let go of control a little bit and enjoy the moment while it lasts (which doesn't last as long).
Also, school itself has been pretty okay. So far so good really, just a little bits of hear and there anxiety of what grade I got, but yeah...
Anyways! Heres the awesome fun parts. Lately, our Sunday school has been uncommonly boring. For the past two years, they have been the funnest and outrageous experiences, and I would do anything to have them back, or at least trade anything for them, because really...... There is no fun incorporated whatsoever. And now we are planning a plan to decieve Mr. Boringness, and bring the fun factor back into play! It will be risky, but afterall, it will be worth every second.
And there is the excitement of just running around with just socks in gym class, (not to mention free foot massages from your buddy). It's actually easier to run barefoot across our gym, it's more easier and more convenient! And you can slip and slide across it easier without annoying screeches from your shoes....
So as I was saying, I am not a sleepyhead yet... (If you are wondering why I am even up, well I just have excess energy stored up. And I am excited for no apparent reasons whatsoever)
I may end up staying up a while though.
And for all who are wondering, I am not on the computer. I was kicked out looooong ago (well curfew) but hey, DSi's put you in a safer, warmer position than risking your privileges and sitting upright on a very very cold seat!
See you all later! Nightie night!
Friday, October 9, 2009
In Memory of My Friend
Exactly one year ago, I lost a friend....
Although I never knew her for a long time, we became really close friends during the first quarter of the 7th grade. We were buddies from the first day of PE, the energy she had, and the love and care she seemed to give out. On the first day, I saw her and immediately said, 'HI!!!!!! Whats up? OMG I CANNOT BELIEVE WE ARE IN JR. HIGH! PE IS GOING TO ROCK!' and from then on we talked and talked and talked and talked. Her locker was by mine, and usually we joked around with each other, and one day she went up to me with a fake nose-ring. I flipped out and kept asking her if it was real, and she just laughed and took it out. Relieved, I started laughing alongside her.
We even talked about her boots, and how it was soooo cold in the morning, and now it's really warm, and how she really wanted it to be cold enough to wear boots. She took off her boots (which we gushed about until lunchtime) and walked around with her running shoes. 'Ugh! I wore these for no reason!' she said, and she just laughed.
In PE class, we would always mess around while we did stretches, just laughing at the funny faces we made and how painful (yes painful) stretches we endured that day.
She always reminded me to sign her shirt, I remember after I hugged her one day, that she wanted me to sign her shirt.... I never did....
One day, she was crying. Alone in one corner, I reached out and comforted her. Hoping she would stop. Through the tears she told me why she cried, and shocked at the reason, I stayed with her. Afterwards she was fine, but I knew deep inside she held all that pain. She held a lot of pain, but she kept it in and held strong. I knew that for a reason, because people weren't the nicest to her. She had so much to offer. Through all those negative things, she managed to be happy and caring. She had so much love to share to the world, and her hugs were always genuine.
On that same day, I looked out the window of my car right after school, and I wanted to open the window to say goodbye, but I held back, thinking I will see her the next day, and that my mom will get mad because it was so cold.
Wrong. Around 5:00PM that day, my mom and I were at her friends house and when we were heading to Safeway, we saw an accident by the old hospital. I looked at the scene for a while, and I never knew what really happened. I just saw lots of police cars and ambulances, and people surrounding the area. So I knew it was tragic....
Little did I know, that was really her accident. The next day, it snowed. I had this feeling of wearing my black trench coat and black jeans. And once I got to school, there was rumor going around. I never listened, until the saddened principal announced the news.....
'Last night we lost one of our fellow students, Britney Cardella.
She died last night from a fatal car crash.......'
And that's all I could stand to hear.... I just lost all thought. My advisory teacher was in tears already. I sat there, unmoved, just thinking.... 'No....this can't be'.
The rest of the day, I just can't find the energy to smile. Computers class was silent. Art class was even awkward....
I was scared. I was shocked. She was biking home from soccer practice, and a truck hit her, and she suffered a bad concussion from hitting the curb. When she was airlifted to the hospital, her heart stopped. And she was gone..........
The funeral was sad itself. I cried and cried, I tried to cry quietly, but sobs broke out every once in a while. I really wanted to talk too, give a small speech, but I never got to.... All my friends were saddened.
But you know what? We shouldn't be sad. We should be happy that she's in a much better place now. She's in a place where she won't be in pain anymore. She's looking down at us, and I know that when the sun shines, that she's there too with God, smiling down at us. Even though she's not here wish us physically, she'll always be in our hearts, memories, and her spirit is with God.
We love and miss you Britney!!!!!!
You've inspired me so much, and I'll always keep your memory alive
An angel to us all
Although I never knew her for a long time, we became really close friends during the first quarter of the 7th grade. We were buddies from the first day of PE, the energy she had, and the love and care she seemed to give out. On the first day, I saw her and immediately said, 'HI!!!!!! Whats up? OMG I CANNOT BELIEVE WE ARE IN JR. HIGH! PE IS GOING TO ROCK!' and from then on we talked and talked and talked and talked. Her locker was by mine, and usually we joked around with each other, and one day she went up to me with a fake nose-ring. I flipped out and kept asking her if it was real, and she just laughed and took it out. Relieved, I started laughing alongside her.
We even talked about her boots, and how it was soooo cold in the morning, and now it's really warm, and how she really wanted it to be cold enough to wear boots. She took off her boots (which we gushed about until lunchtime) and walked around with her running shoes. 'Ugh! I wore these for no reason!' she said, and she just laughed.
In PE class, we would always mess around while we did stretches, just laughing at the funny faces we made and how painful (yes painful) stretches we endured that day.
She always reminded me to sign her shirt, I remember after I hugged her one day, that she wanted me to sign her shirt.... I never did....
One day, she was crying. Alone in one corner, I reached out and comforted her. Hoping she would stop. Through the tears she told me why she cried, and shocked at the reason, I stayed with her. Afterwards she was fine, but I knew deep inside she held all that pain. She held a lot of pain, but she kept it in and held strong. I knew that for a reason, because people weren't the nicest to her. She had so much to offer. Through all those negative things, she managed to be happy and caring. She had so much love to share to the world, and her hugs were always genuine.
On that same day, I looked out the window of my car right after school, and I wanted to open the window to say goodbye, but I held back, thinking I will see her the next day, and that my mom will get mad because it was so cold.
Wrong. Around 5:00PM that day, my mom and I were at her friends house and when we were heading to Safeway, we saw an accident by the old hospital. I looked at the scene for a while, and I never knew what really happened. I just saw lots of police cars and ambulances, and people surrounding the area. So I knew it was tragic....
Little did I know, that was really her accident. The next day, it snowed. I had this feeling of wearing my black trench coat and black jeans. And once I got to school, there was rumor going around. I never listened, until the saddened principal announced the news.....
'Last night we lost one of our fellow students, Britney Cardella.
She died last night from a fatal car crash.......'
And that's all I could stand to hear.... I just lost all thought. My advisory teacher was in tears already. I sat there, unmoved, just thinking.... 'No....this can't be'.
The rest of the day, I just can't find the energy to smile. Computers class was silent. Art class was even awkward....
I was scared. I was shocked. She was biking home from soccer practice, and a truck hit her, and she suffered a bad concussion from hitting the curb. When she was airlifted to the hospital, her heart stopped. And she was gone..........
The funeral was sad itself. I cried and cried, I tried to cry quietly, but sobs broke out every once in a while. I really wanted to talk too, give a small speech, but I never got to.... All my friends were saddened.
But you know what? We shouldn't be sad. We should be happy that she's in a much better place now. She's in a place where she won't be in pain anymore. She's looking down at us, and I know that when the sun shines, that she's there too with God, smiling down at us. Even though she's not here wish us physically, she'll always be in our hearts, memories, and her spirit is with God.
We love and miss you Britney!!!!!!
You've inspired me so much, and I'll always keep your memory alive
An angel to us all
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