In Case of Amnesia, Click Here

There's a writing project, of sorts, that I want to do one day. I keep planning it out in my head, scripting sentences and considering plot points.

It's an emergency failsafe, in case I ever forget who I am.

Stereotypical Teenage Postings of another Variety

I threw together a new playlist the other day, and it's been on eternal repeat since. In spirit of summer, and in effort to branch away from my typical melodramatic musings, the following post will now be devoted to my top 6 Summer songs.


1. "Every Teardrop is A Waterfall" from Coldplay's new album Mylo Xyloto, is a surprisingly upbeat song, despite it's misleading title. It's currently the most played song in my iTunes, and I wouldn't be surprised if it because the unofficial anthem for this summer.

2. "Radio" by Hot Chelle Rae dangerously borders on stereotypical pop music, (nothing against that, however) but I'm kind of a sucker for them and it's a fun song anyway. It's a cute love song of sorts, without going too in-detail about how wonderful the theoretical girl is.

3. "C'Mon (with Fun.)", the latest single from Panic! At the Disco was played on constant repeat for almost a week when I first discovered it. It's not necessarily a dancing song, per se, but it's unique and catchy in that special way Panic! At the Disco seems to exemplify- vaguely marching band reminiscent, almost.

4. "Cousins" by Vampire Weekend is an odd little song, that I first heard during a promo for "Life in a Day", and have been smitten with since. It's quirky and energetic, and I always try and sing along, despite the fact that I only know roughly 3 of the lyrics. You tend to feel happier just by listening to it, I find.

5. "All About Us" a collaboration between Owl City and He is We, is the most saccharine sweet love song I will ever hear, and I absolutely love it. It's lovely and smooth and the soft acoustics and vocals make you feel like swaying. It's atrociously adorable, without being specific to the identity of the singers in particular, thus making it the most flawless love song I have have ever heard.

6. "All Men are Pigs" from the mysterious Studio Killers, is the exact opposite of a cutesy love song, and it is wonderful.  It's essentially a sassy explanation of how all men are the same and, well, pigs. You can't just walk when this song comes up on your iPod- you swagger. It's like pure confidence in audio form.

I'm So Sick of Being Tired

I think the most tragic thing one can be depressed about is what-ifs. 

You know exactly what I mean- those fleeting possibilities of the future that seem so wonderful, but can't happen for whatever reason. Breaking up with a girl/boyfriend, and knowing that you could've made it. Taking up a job offer, but maybe you would've climbed the corporate ladder at the other? And sometimes it's not even that specific. Just a vague, general understanding of all the things you'll never have. 

I had a faint idea beforehand, but today I finally realized what's going to break my heart the most about moving in a year. 

The what-ifs. 

Hugs, Shopping Sprees and Packing Tape

I'm not sure why, but I simultaneously need to buy things, and be hugged today.

Welp. When did I become such a chick?

But seriously, I've got some leftover money burning holes in my pocket, and a desperate need of hoodies and other geeky gear. Along with the completely random, out-of-the-blue, longing for a hug. The type that you just kind of melt into, y'know? All warm and soft and snuggly and everything people imagine a hug to be, but isn't. They're always brief and sometimes stiff, necessary and not an actual desire- just a daily requirement of life. Wake up, hug your family members, walk out the door. Eat dinner, hug your wife, go to bed.

I don't want that. I want an actual hug- But then again, I want a lot of things that "should be", those dreamy ideals, and I'll never get them. So I'll be fine with the hugs I get, and I actually shouldn't complain, anyway.

Now, time to address the actual topic of this blog post: