Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Remembering People

"It's nice to be remembered, but it's far cheaper to be forgotten." I wasn't able to find the author of this quote, but during my lifetime I've found this saying to be sadly, but understandably, true.

I've always had to work for friendships. I'm not saying that friendships come easy, but I've had to work a lot harder than most people I know to make friends and keep them. Stepping out of my comfort zone and social skills were always tricky areas for me. I only started making lasting friendships when I got to college, but even then, I've had to try hard to get people to remember me.

This isn't an accusation against my friends or against people in general. We're all busy and we all have lives - academic, social, professional lives - and we can't keep up with everybody all the time. It's normal. But I feel like, with almost all my friends, I'm the one that really makes the effort to keep in touch to stay in each other's lives. I rarely get personally invited to anything. It's incredible how nice it feels when someone texts you or calls you and says, "Hey, some friends and I are going to the movies tonight. Would you like to join us?" It indicates that that person was thinking about you. The invitation doesn't have to be to something awesome. It could be that a friend randomly texts you and asks if you would like to study with them, or go get coffee. It's the thought, the consideration, that counts.

So since I rarely get those types of invitations, I often feel largely invisible. Sure, I'm invited to campus-wide events, club events, etc - but everybody on campus and in said club are invited. Those events aren't by individual invitation. I never lack things to do, but most of these are of my organizing (me reaching out to other people) or events that are put on by other organizations that I go to with friends.

All I'm saying is that it's nice to be remembered. It takes a lot of effort for me to stay out of obscurity in my friends' busy lives, but maintaining those friendships would be more special and more important to me if that effort was in some way reciprocated. Then it doesn't feel so much like a one-sided friendship.

Hopefully this all makes sense. Once again, I want to clarify that this isn't an accusation or an attack against anyone in particular.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

CHICKEN

So, I really like chicken. And in early March, McDonald's reintroduced their Chicken Selects in an attempt to make the menu a little more upscale. Anyway, I LOVED the chicken selects. They were the only chicken fast food I was willing to eat. They tasted fresh, they were juicy and just really good with fries. I was so disappointed when they took them off the menu. So you can imagine how excited I was when they brought them back.

So I decided I'd rank my favorite fast food chicken items (that I've tried, at least).
Honey butter chicken biscuit

1) McDonald's Chicken Selects

2) I'm from Texas, so I love Whataburger. I was recently introduced to their honey butter chicken biscuits, which are only available early in the morning or after 11pm, which are not normal times I go to Whataburger. The sweetness of the honey butter coated on the chicken tender was perfection, and great with fries for the salt combination.

3) Chick-Fil-A's Original Chicken Sandwich with Waffle Fries - Need I say more?

3) Burger King's Chicken Fries - Slightly spicy. They're okay, I haven't had them in a long time, but I remember they took them off the menu and brought them back in the past year or something.

4) McDonalds Chicken Nuggets - I can't stand eating them in the USA - they taste funky to me, and often have weird black/brown parts or specks on the inside. In Spain, however, they are fantastic for some reason (they just taste a lot more natural to me) and I could eat them every day.

5) Wendy's Chicken Nuggets - I can't eat them. I used to, but then they got oddly chewy to me, kind of liquid-y, and I'm very sensory sensitive so I couldn't handle the overly chewiness to them.




 Hope this helps you out when you next decide you feel like eating fast food chicken!

Monday, February 2, 2015

Parachute

Saturday's song: Parachute by Ingrid Michaelson (2010). 


I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand
I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned.
I won't tell anybody, won't tell anybody.
They wanna push me down,
They wanna see you fall down. 

I won't tell anybody that you turn the world around.
I won't tell anyone that your voice is my favorite sound.
I won't tell anybody, won't tell anybody.
They wanna see us fall,
They wanna see us fall down. 

CHORUS
I don't need a parachute, baby, if I got you.
Baby, if I got you, I don't need a parachute.
You're gonna catch me, 
You're gonna catch if I fall
Down, down, down. 

Don't believe the things you tell yourself
So late at night. 
And you are your own worst enemy,
You'll never win the fight. 
Just hold onto me, I'll hold onto you.
It's you and me up against the world, 
It's you and me. 

I don't believe anything,
Don't trust anyone but me. 
But I believe you when
You say you were never gonna fall.
Hand behind my neck,
Arm around my waist. 
Never let me hit the ground,
You'll never let me crash. 

CHORUS x2 

I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of 
I won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of 
I won't fall out of love, I fall into you.
x2 

CHORUS x3



Friday, January 30, 2015

Brave

"Brave" by Sara Bareilles (2013). 

You can be amazing,
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug.
You can be the outcast,
Or be the backlash of somebody's lack of love
Or you can start speaking up. 

Nothing's gonna hurt you the way that words do
When they settle 'neath your skin.
Kept on the inside and no sunlight,
Sometimes a shadow wins. 
I wonder what would happen if you...

CHORUS
Say what you want to say
And let the words fall out.
Honestly, I want to see you be brave. 
Say what you want to say
And let the words fall out.
Honestly, I want to see you be brave. 

I just wanna see you,
I just wanna see you,
I just wanna see you,
I want to see you be brave.
x2 

Everybody's been there, 
Everybody's been stared down by the enemy.
Fallen for the fear,
And done some disappearing,
Bow down to the mighty. 
Don't run, just stop holding your tongue.

Maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live,
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in.
Show me how big your brave is...

CHORUS

And since your history of silence
Won't do you any good,
Did you think it would? 
Let your words be anything but empty,
Why don't you tell them the truth? 

CHORUS

I just wanna see you,
I just wanna see you,
I just wanna see you,
I want to see you be brave.
x4




Rainbow Veins

Yesterday's song: "Rainbow Veins" by Owl City (2008). 

High rise, veins of the avenue,
Bright eyes, and subtle variations of blue,
Everywhere is balanced there like a rainbow above you. 
Street lights glisten on the boulevard
And cold nights make staying alert so hard. 
For heaven's sake, keep me awake so I won't be caught off-guard. 
Clearly I am a passerby but I'll find a place to stay.
Dear pacific day, won't you take me away? 

Small town hearts of the New Year
Brought down by gravity, crystal clear. 
City fog and and brave dialogue converge on the frontier
Make haste, I feel your heartbeat
With a new taste for speed, out on the street.
Find a road to a humble abode where both of our routes meet.
The silver sound is all around and the colors fall like snow. 
The feeling of letting go, I guess we'll never know. 

Cheer up and dry your damp eyes
And tell me when it rains
And I'll blend up that rainbow above you
And shoot it through your veins.
'Cause your heart has a lack of color. 
And we should've known that we'd grow up 
Sooner or later 'cause we wasted all our free time alone. 

Your nerves gather with the altitude
Exhale the stress so you don't come unglued. 
Somewhere there is a happy affair, 
A ghost of a good mood.
Wide-eyed, panic on the getaway
The high tide could take me so far away.
VCRs and motorcars unite on the Seventh Day.
A popular gauge will measure the rage 
Of the new Post-Modern age. 
'Cause somewhere along the line 
All the decades align.

We were the crashing whitecaps
On the ocean.
And what lovely seaside holiday, away
A palm tree in Christmas lights
My emotion.
Struck a sparkling tone like a xylophone
As we spent the day alone. 

Cheer up and dry your damp eyes
And tell me when it rains
And I'll blend up that rainbow above you
And shoot it through your veins.
'Cause your heart has a lack of color. 
And we should've known that we'd grow up 
Sooner or later 'cause we wasted all our free time alone. 


Wednesday, January 28, 2015

When She Loved Me

"When She Loved Me," from the Toy Story 2 soundtrack, sung by Sarah McLachlan. 

When somebody loved me
Everything was beautiful
Every hour spent together
Lives within my heart. 

And when she was sad, 
I was there to dry her tears.
And when she was happy,
So was I. 
When she loved me. 

Through the summer and the fall,
We had each other, that was all.
Just she and I together,
Like it was meant to be. 

And when she was lonely,
I was there to comfort her. 
And I knew that she loved me. 

So the years went by,
I stayed the same. 
But she began to drift away
I was left alone.
Still I waited for the day
When she'd say
"I will always love you."

Lonely and forgotten,
Never thought she'd look my way.
She smiled at me, and held me,
Just like she used to do.
Like she loved me,
When she loved me. 

When somebody loved me,
Everything was beautiful.
Every hour spent together
Lives within my heart.
When she loved me. 

White Houses

Yesterday's song: "White Houses" by Vanessa Carlton (2004).



Crashed on the floor when I moved in, 
This little bungalow with some strange new friends.
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's till the end. 
Now we're spinning empty bottles, 
It's the five of us,
With pretty-eyed boys girls die to trust.
I can't resist the day,
No, I can't resist the day.

Jenny screams out and it's no pose, 
'Cause when she dances, she goes and goes.
Beer through the nose on an inside joke,
And I'm so excited, I haven't spoken.
And she's so pretty, and she's so sure
Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her. 
Summer's all in bloom.
Summer's ending soon. 

It's alright,
And it's nice not to be so alone. 
But I hold on to your secrets 
In white houses. 

Maybe I'm a little bit over my head,
I come undone at the things he said.
And he's so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt.
I sneak into his car's cracked leather seat
The smell of gasoline and the summer heat.
Boy, we're going way too fast  
It's all too sweet to last.

It's alright,
And I put myself in his hands
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses.
Love, or something ignites in my veins 
And I pray it never fades,
In white houses. 

My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think.
He's my first mistake. 

Maybe you were all faster than me,
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been.
So I go, and I will not be back here again,
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses.
I lied, wrote my injuries all in the dust
In my heart it's the five of us,
In white houses.

And you, maybe you'll remember me,
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses (x3).