I love how I feel super dorky in these flowered capri pajama pants. I love how cold and sweet this orange peach mango juice is, and how cute it is in the little clear plastic cup I have on my desk. I love Bananagrams and how when I close my eyes, I see tiles and they just start making words on their own, and words appear in my mind and start rearranging into other words, and it makes me feel like I have this mega vocab brain. I don’t love a lot of things tonight, I’m feeling a little melancholy again, but I’ve decided that I want to immerse myself in lovely thoughts, so I’m going to use my blog time to do that. And I hope you’ll share some of the things you love lately? Even the silly things?
I love my in-window air conditioner and my new socks that are so many colors, vibrant and earthy. I love my newfound style and how comfortable I often am. I love the nights where shuffle seems to do everything it’s supposed to and all of the songs sound kind of sweet and possessing pretty melodies. I love how tumblr can be mundanemundanemundane and then suddenly you find a gem and it makes your night. I love how I can make myself laugh with the stupidest shit like saying, “I don’t have any arms” because I’m too lazy to type out, “I don’t have any pictures with my arms in them.” I love how loud that darn sunchips bag at my mom’s house is and how sneaky I have to be when getting out the Triscuits past bedtime. I love Jon & Kate Plus 8, even when it’s sad and they’re fighting. I love pizza from our favorite restaurant, hot and greasy, needing so many paper towels. I also love it for breakfast.
I love cheese and sparkly beverages and sandwiches. I love hair mousse and dress shirts and scrunchy sweatshirts and new belts and sexy underwear and hair clips. I love red headphones and loud music and dog walks and perhaps even school sometimes. I love cherry chopstick (except not when kissing a girl) and blue sharpies. I love this blog and the people who take the time to comment and the way I feel when I’m done writing it, like I’m helping sort myself out in this crazy world full of crazy people and their crazy happenings. I love pulling pranks on people. I love my friends and my family and I really love my dogs. I love all animals. I love owls and drawing and reading.
I love Owl City, just like I did last summer. I love how inspirational and optimistic every single one of his songs are. I love how each of Adam’s songs can remind me of some specific memory from last summer, random ones and silly ones and sad ones and every one in between. I love how he probably still is my favorite musical artist because we’ve been through more than The Shins and I have. I love how Vanilla Twilight literally causes me to scream the lyrics out loud and The Saltwater Room still sparks much discussion of which version is better. I love that I will always think the Ocean Eyes version is better because of that one second where he basically cooes, “ohallthetime.” I love that that is so obviously the song of the day.
I love this post, although it was actually quite hard to write. I love that I don’t care that it was almost a full hour of pure blog concentration. I just love it.
the small things in life.
Today was one of those days that I would consider pretty normal without thought, but upon processing, it was pretty amazing. Because of the little things. Today was pretty much the usual, albeit a little bit stressful in the later hours, but as I sat at my desk thinking of what to blog about, I realized that today was spectacular. There were these little fun things that just made me smile. Simple things when strung together to make a beautiful light of a day. For example, I was tidying up my room today whilst listening to Monkey Business by the Black Eyed Peas. That album came out in 2004, and I haven’t listened to it since then. Pardon me for saying this, but it’s actually kind of brilliant. I mean, “My Humps” isn’t exactly the most creative song in the world, but it’s catchy?
Another amazing thing was this really bad poem I found in a folder whilst straightening my bookcase. I wrote it in May, and it sounds a bit depressing, until you get to the last line and realize the humor. Or … attempted humor. 🙂 Take a looksee!
here I sit,
amongst my peers,
questioning my fit,
when it becomes clear.
my nose is touching the paper,
my eyes are scrunched in thought,
for I am different,
yet exactly the same as I,
do not watch The Odyssey.
I know I’m probably the only one who thinks this is funny, but basically it’s about how much of a nerd I am compared to the people in my English class. Yet I’m not so much of a nerd because, like them, I’m not watching the class video. It kind of goes with what I thought about a lot then, giving yourself and label and feeling you need to live up to it, 100%, completely. I mean, obviously the poem was not good, even for a freeform the structure was all off, but I wrote it once and stuck it in a folder. Give me a break! 😛
I also hung out with Nora today, who just got back from New Orleans. That was very fun, and it made me happy. 🙂 See, it’s all of these little things that you may do on an ordinary day. You put them all together and it’s like magic almost. Your day means something. Whether it’s because you have a strawberry Popsicle after a long bike ride or because you write the perfect line for your new story, it’s the things that make you happy that matter. No matter the size.
It’s time for a question for all of you. I hope you take the time to answer, spread the love a little bit. What is your favorite way to look at life in a happy, optimistic way? Or, in other words, if you have a bad day, what do you think yourself feel better? Or something you do? I have this routine where if I have a bad day, I’ll turn off my computer, pop in a Scrubs episode, and watch it until the humor and subtle life lessons of the show wear off on me. It’s an excellent method, if I do say so myself. 🙂
The super awesome song of the day is Union by the Black Eyed Peas. Before you make a COMMENT about my uncharacteristically R&B song choice, realize that I am open to all genres, YO. =]
DISCLAIMER: I am not trying to preach my optimistic ways to anyone. I don’t want to give off the impression that I’m trying to tell anyone how to live or how to think. Thank you!
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