I think you can tell a lot about a person from their music. Or at least it's interesting. I don't know if I can revive this blog, but I just had this idea, so... here you go.
Lately my Spotify most listened to albums are What A Terrible World, What A Beautiful World; The Crane Wife; All This Bad Blood; The King is Dead; Save Rock and Roll; Smoke + Mirrors; Folie a Deux; I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning; and American Beauty/American Psycho. Quite the mix, I know. (That's The Decemberists, Bastille, Fall Out Boy, Imagine Dragons, and Bright Eyes.)
I've also been enjoying Carolina Chocolate Drops and Josh Woodward, and of course the Avett Brothers, Mumford & Sons, Regina Spektor, and The Mountain Goats are old favorites.
Oh, and also whatever Mr. Koric is blasting on the smartboard speakers during Intro to Business. Love it.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Monday, October 22, 2012
My Weekend
My weekend was really awesome. On Friday I left early from school to go to Illinois with my family.
And I'll get back to that in a second but first I want to say I think I am abandoning the fake names for my family. I think I'll keep using the ones like for Bree and Fiona but it's really weird to me to call my family by names that aren't theirs. Anyway I think (and hope) that most people who read this blog know and love me and my family and wouldn't do anything bad if only they knew the actual names of my family menbers! You know what I mean especially because you probably are that person. Or you are those people. You are one of those people. You are those people?!
Anyway, we drove to Illinois to my aunt and uncle's house they just (basically) redid over the course of like 3 years. They are busy people. They have a farm. But they added a room and a porch to their house and re-did the kitchen which is reeely nice. They got the drawers that close themselves!
So anyway the reason that we were in Illinois is because the church that my aunt and uncle and cousins and grandma and pretty much everyone in the adorable small town of like 700 people go to was having a weenie roast and 'salt shaker' they're calling it.
It was really fun. (Words I really say a lot: really, anyway, awesome, like, I. That was not a complete sentence.) First there was a ginormous fire (you know, the intentional kind) and everyone had chili and hot dogs and s'mores of course. There was lots of junk food and awesome deliciousness. The best was the dark chocolate fudge brownies with peanut butter caramel icing on top. Oohhhhhh.
They had a stage set up outside with all the music equippment and everything. The band played really well and it was really good worship music. Like, really good. Then the salt shaker part, there was a guest speaker.
The pastor's son goes to the college my dad actually went to. We visisted there over the summer actually and one of his former professors and his wife welcomed us in to their adorable home and made us muffins and gave us tours of the college campus (it's a really nice place...). Anyway the pastor of the church in this college town in Illnios where the pastor of my grandma's church's son goes came to the salt shaker to speak. I think that sentence is gramatically correct and if you think really hard it might make sense if you really want it to.
Anyway the sermon was about Christians being the salt and the light of the earth. It was really good. By this point in the evening it was about I don't know how may degrees but it was cold, and it was raining. It had been raining since a little after the music started. It was cold. It was good.
The funniest part of the sermon was when it was finished and it had stopped raining and he said, "Hey, it stopped raining, didn't it? Good. That was the introduction!" It wasn't really but it was pretty funny.
After the sermon, more music. It was loud and intense and awesome. It was fun.
It was a good weekend.
And I'll get back to that in a second but first I want to say I think I am abandoning the fake names for my family. I think I'll keep using the ones like for Bree and Fiona but it's really weird to me to call my family by names that aren't theirs. Anyway I think (and hope) that most people who read this blog know and love me and my family and wouldn't do anything bad if only they knew the actual names of my family menbers! You know what I mean especially because you probably are that person. Or you are those people. You are one of those people. You are those people?!
Anyway, we drove to Illinois to my aunt and uncle's house they just (basically) redid over the course of like 3 years. They are busy people. They have a farm. But they added a room and a porch to their house and re-did the kitchen which is reeely nice. They got the drawers that close themselves!
So anyway the reason that we were in Illinois is because the church that my aunt and uncle and cousins and grandma and pretty much everyone in the adorable small town of like 700 people go to was having a weenie roast and 'salt shaker' they're calling it.
It was really fun. (Words I really say a lot: really, anyway, awesome, like, I. That was not a complete sentence.) First there was a ginormous fire (you know, the intentional kind) and everyone had chili and hot dogs and s'mores of course. There was lots of junk food and awesome deliciousness. The best was the dark chocolate fudge brownies with peanut butter caramel icing on top. Oohhhhhh.
They had a stage set up outside with all the music equippment and everything. The band played really well and it was really good worship music. Like, really good. Then the salt shaker part, there was a guest speaker.
The pastor's son goes to the college my dad actually went to. We visisted there over the summer actually and one of his former professors and his wife welcomed us in to their adorable home and made us muffins and gave us tours of the college campus (it's a really nice place...). Anyway the pastor of the church in this college town in Illnios where the pastor of my grandma's church's son goes came to the salt shaker to speak. I think that sentence is gramatically correct and if you think really hard it might make sense if you really want it to.
Anyway the sermon was about Christians being the salt and the light of the earth. It was really good. By this point in the evening it was about I don't know how may degrees but it was cold, and it was raining. It had been raining since a little after the music started. It was cold. It was good.
The funniest part of the sermon was when it was finished and it had stopped raining and he said, "Hey, it stopped raining, didn't it? Good. That was the introduction!" It wasn't really but it was pretty funny.
After the sermon, more music. It was loud and intense and awesome. It was fun.
It was a good weekend.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Considering a New Blog
Not replacing this one, just in addition to.
Maybe something like a song of the day.
Just thinking.
Comments?
Maybe something like a song of the day.
Just thinking.
Comments?
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Last Day of School!
Today was [finally] our last day of school!
We [us; our school] had a big picnic in Valley Grove Park today! [Sorry, I always make these pseudonyms and then I try to remember them and then I get all stressed out because it's probably not the same every time. On the flip side, you all probably know what I'm talking about anyway.] It was very fun.
Mr. Teacher allowed us to wear our T-Shirts that we made with Mrs. W! That was nice that we didn't have to wear uniform on the last day.
So we played around on the playground and with balls and whatnot, then had to play silly games.
For lunch I had carrots, quesodilla, almonds, grapes, oreos, and the end-of-the-school-year-cookie-that-you-usually-receive-from-your-teacher.
After some kids had been dismissed, their parents were just handing around and they decided to drench all of the teachers with freezing water. It was so funny! After Dorothy got Mr. Teacher, Mr. Teacher mumbles: they are in so much trouble next year.
It's been a good day so far. I am so tired though.
Something that makes me want a Facebook account [so I could post this on the JOY FM Facebook page] just for this:
There is this christian radio station that I always listen to, and when I go up to my room I always turn it on. I turn it on:
Ooo, I love the way you hold me
By your side I'll always be
Ya take each and every day
Make it special in some way
I love the way you hold me
In your arms I'll always be
Oh I love the way you hold me
It just reminded me that no matter how annoying sisters are or how long the day has been, He is always holding me and He's never letting go.
I needed that.
P.S. The radio station is 99.1 in St. Louis.
We [us; our school] had a big picnic in Valley Grove Park today! [Sorry, I always make these pseudonyms and then I try to remember them and then I get all stressed out because it's probably not the same every time. On the flip side, you all probably know what I'm talking about anyway.] It was very fun.
Mr. Teacher allowed us to wear our T-Shirts that we made with Mrs. W! That was nice that we didn't have to wear uniform on the last day.
So we played around on the playground and with balls and whatnot, then had to play silly games.
For lunch I had carrots, quesodilla, almonds, grapes, oreos, and the end-of-the-school-year-cookie-that-you-usually-receive-from-your-teacher.
After some kids had been dismissed, their parents were just handing around and they decided to drench all of the teachers with freezing water. It was so funny! After Dorothy got Mr. Teacher, Mr. Teacher mumbles: they are in so much trouble next year.
It's been a good day so far. I am so tired though.
Something that makes me want a Facebook account [so I could post this on the JOY FM Facebook page] just for this:
There is this christian radio station that I always listen to, and when I go up to my room I always turn it on. I turn it on:
Ooo, I love the way you hold me
By your side I'll always be
Ya take each and every day
Make it special in some way
I love the way you hold me
In your arms I'll always be
Oh I love the way you hold me
It just reminded me that no matter how annoying sisters are or how long the day has been, He is always holding me and He's never letting go.
I needed that.
P.S. The radio station is 99.1 in St. Louis.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
I Hear...
I hear
It almost storming outside and
It being very windy and
The artificial wind... air conditioner and
The blaring television, would you mind turning that down, Abigail? Goodness you'll wake Esther up and
I also hear this song going over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over in my head and I only know one verse, and
I also keep dreaming music, not like my own music that I made/dreamed up (although that would be AWESOME), but songs like the one in my head right now, thankfully usually more than one line long and
Speaking of dreams I had a weird one. So for the Science Fair we have these sequence numbers. In the dream I was reading the bible out loud to my dad and I read something like, "I'm down on my knees," but in the dream I saw the number. Hmm.
It almost storming outside and
It being very windy and
The artificial wind... air conditioner and
The blaring television, would you mind turning that down, Abigail? Goodness you'll wake Esther up and
I also hear this song going over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over in my head and I only know one verse, and
I also keep dreaming music, not like my own music that I made/dreamed up (although that would be AWESOME), but songs like the one in my head right now, thankfully usually more than one line long and
Speaking of dreams I had a weird one. So for the Science Fair we have these sequence numbers. In the dream I was reading the bible out loud to my dad and I read something like, "I'm down on my knees," but in the dream I saw the number. Hmm.
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