"She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5. Too many memories. That's it, really.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
30-DAY SONG CHALLENGE: Day 4
DAY 4; A SONG THAT MAKES ME SAD
This one was pretty tough, I guess. Lyrics on their own don't generally upset me, so I'm gonna go with association and memories. Run by Snow Patrol holds pretty big memories... mainly 'cause of some ridiculously cute boy playing it as I was walking in the opposite direction. Oh, those were the days! :) Jet Lag by the amazing Frank Turner (I really can't recommend enough that you give this guy a listen if you haven't already) was always my mopey song on the bus from the airport back to Brescia last year, so this just takes me back to feeling lonely and unhappy. Honestly, it's probably one of the few songs that can make me cry instantly. And The Scientist by Coldplay just gets me every. single. time, especially if you watch the video, too.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
30-DAY SONG CHALLENGE: Day 3
Day 3; A SONG THAT MAKES ME HAPPY
There are many songs that fall into this category and, for the most part, they have one thing in common: they're Christian. I love How Great Thou Art because, for me, it's God's love for us in a song. Before The Throne of God Above is an amazingly comforting song in all circumstances, too. However, my ultimate favourite has to be Be Thou My Vision. I could listen to it forever and never tire of it. And it's one of the only definite songs that I want at my (hypothetical and very much unplanned) wedding. The lyrics are challenging, but at the same time they're so comforting. :)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
30-DAY SONG CHALLENGE: Day 2
DAY 2;
I'm sorry Actually, I refuse to apologise for having taste, but I'm not a Belieber. I just think it's ridiculous. He's sixteen, and if he and his fans had a sex change there'd be paedophilic cries. But, no, it's Justin Bieber, it's all totally normal. Pffft. And an autobiography and a 3D film? At sixteen? This guy is really hitting the big time...! What's he got to talk about? The excitement of his voice breaking?
MY LEAST FAVOURITE SONG
I'm not linking to anything, because I don't want to encourage this ridiculous "phenomenon".
Because I'm pretty awful at blogging...
...I'm going to cheat and do The 30-Day Song Challenge.
DAY1; FAVOURITE SONG.
"Favourite" is such a tough word for me because I have many favourites - depending on what mood I'm in, whether I want to listen to something Christian or secular, mellow or lively or just something downright strange. However, iTunes tells me that my most played track in my library is Awake My Soul by Mumford and Sons. I'd sort of heard bits of some of their more well-known tracks on the radio, but I'd never quite manage to put names to definite tunes. I was wandering around HMV (with The Boyfriend, naturally) and saw their album for £6. And I am definitely the sort of girl who struggles to resist semi-bargainous (yes, yes, I just invented a new word) impulse purchases. This one, however, is not a regret. It's an amazing album and, as such, I've been listening to it pretty much constantly. Plus, they have Jesus-friendly lyrics - makes me smile.
Oh, and obviously, I don't own the linked YouTube video! :)
Monday, September 6, 2010
eden ;
I wanna see You face-to-face,
where being in Your arms is the permanent state...
in a sweet downpour of innocent rain.
...I remember when the stars were young,
when You breathed life into my lungs.
(Eden - Phil Wickham)
I have been listening to this song SO much over the past few days, and I think Phil Wickham is incredible. (If you're interested, you should also check out Divine Romance and Cielo. Oh, and his live version of How Great Thou Art never fails to send a million shivers down my spine). But, more than that, I think God is incredible. And this song has really become my prayer over the past few days. Sometimes it just seems like so many things get in the way of our relationship, and it makes me sad. I guess if I really call out "Abba, Daddy", then I should be treating my relationship with God the same way (if not better) as the way I treat the bond with my Dad. And, sometimes, after a really long and hard day, when every bit of me hurts - both mentally and physically - and there's no one there to give me a hug, I want to fall into God's arms. Too many times I don't do this, though. Too many times I find some other distraction - Facebook, iPlayer - and I go to bed without a hug. Similarly, when something amazing happens in my day, a phonecall home is often not enough to convey my happiness. I forget to thank God for blessing me.
I guess, essentially, I'm feeling overwhelmed by the fact that the God who hung the stars in the sky breathed life into MY lungs. And yet for the vast majority of the time I'm completely indifferent to Him.
It's a pretty big concept, I know, and I feel a bit messy about it myself. But just know that this is an AMAZING SONG!
where being in Your arms is the permanent state...
in a sweet downpour of innocent rain.
...I remember when the stars were young,
when You breathed life into my lungs.
(Eden - Phil Wickham)
I have been listening to this song SO much over the past few days, and I think Phil Wickham is incredible. (If you're interested, you should also check out Divine Romance and Cielo. Oh, and his live version of How Great Thou Art never fails to send a million shivers down my spine). But, more than that, I think God is incredible. And this song has really become my prayer over the past few days. Sometimes it just seems like so many things get in the way of our relationship, and it makes me sad. I guess if I really call out "Abba, Daddy", then I should be treating my relationship with God the same way (if not better) as the way I treat the bond with my Dad. And, sometimes, after a really long and hard day, when every bit of me hurts - both mentally and physically - and there's no one there to give me a hug, I want to fall into God's arms. Too many times I don't do this, though. Too many times I find some other distraction - Facebook, iPlayer - and I go to bed without a hug. Similarly, when something amazing happens in my day, a phonecall home is often not enough to convey my happiness. I forget to thank God for blessing me.
I guess, essentially, I'm feeling overwhelmed by the fact that the God who hung the stars in the sky breathed life into MY lungs. And yet for the vast majority of the time I'm completely indifferent to Him.
It's a pretty big concept, I know, and I feel a bit messy about it myself. But just know that this is an AMAZING SONG!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
good vibrations.
So, Italy is not sending me good vibes at the moment. It's 27°c (which is actually much cooler than the usual 35°c), but with about 50000% humidity. It's just that kind of weather where you want to do nothing, apart from maybe deposit yourself in the nearest refrigerator (ahem, I definitely didn't try and do this earlier when there was no one in the kitchen...), and stay there for a very long time. Don't get me wrong, I've had an amazing year, but I honestly think I'm ready to get back to England now. Oh, bacon sandwiches, McDonald's McMuffins, BBC iPlayer, unlimited texts, Japanese food, Sunday roasts, undubbed films - HOW I'VE MISSED YOU.
That said, however, there are several things that I'm gonna be very sad to leave behind!
This is what Pizza Hut would be like if it was actually good. It has the tastiest pizza EVER, and the freshest chips I've ever tasted (yes, I'm looking at you, McDonald's - take note!). The guy in there is an absolute sweetheart, and I should really know his name by now given the amount of times I've been there this year.
What can I say? This place has made my year abroad indimenticabile. It has, hands down, the best gelato I've EVER had. And it's cheap. And, best of all, it's just down the street from me. Honestly, just writing this post makes me wanna go out and get some gianduja ghiacciata (semi-frozen Nutella) and dulche de leche (boiled condensed milk, basically, like the stuff you put in banoffee pie) RIGHT NOW. I sense a slight pattern forming here because, once again, the oh-so-lovely Francesco has been the provider of many a banterous conversation and free icecream cup. :D (And then there was the famous friends-with-benefits situation... not with me, I hasten to add) I'm geniunally gonna miss this place - the thought of getting a pot of Ben&Jerry's Cookie Dough out of the library foyer vending machine doesn't hold quite the same allure as it once did.
Oh, the piadina. It's like a cross between a panino and a wrap, but better! Literally half of my student loan must've gone to this place this year...
As I was re-reading this, I've noticed that my three things are all food-related. I s'pose I can get away with it, given that I'm a pacioccona!
That said, however, there are several things that I'm gonna be very sad to leave behind!
This is what Pizza Hut would be like if it was actually good. It has the tastiest pizza EVER, and the freshest chips I've ever tasted (yes, I'm looking at you, McDonald's - take note!). The guy in there is an absolute sweetheart, and I should really know his name by now given the amount of times I've been there this year.
What can I say? This place has made my year abroad indimenticabile. It has, hands down, the best gelato I've EVER had. And it's cheap. And, best of all, it's just down the street from me. Honestly, just writing this post makes me wanna go out and get some gianduja ghiacciata (semi-frozen Nutella) and dulche de leche (boiled condensed milk, basically, like the stuff you put in banoffee pie) RIGHT NOW. I sense a slight pattern forming here because, once again, the oh-so-lovely Francesco has been the provider of many a banterous conversation and free icecream cup. :D (And then there was the famous friends-with-benefits situation... not with me, I hasten to add) I'm geniunally gonna miss this place - the thought of getting a pot of Ben&Jerry's Cookie Dough out of the library foyer vending machine doesn't hold quite the same allure as it once did.
Oh, the piadina. It's like a cross between a panino and a wrap, but better! Literally half of my student loan must've gone to this place this year...As I was re-reading this, I've noticed that my three things are all food-related. I s'pose I can get away with it, given that I'm a pacioccona!
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