I don't know why, but this is one of those songs where I think more about the lyrics than the music (which rarely happens for me when I listen to songs, I must admit that hehe). I guess it's because the theme's very real and honest, which is what makes a good song in my opinion..
Lyrics to Realize by Colbie Caillat
V1: Take time to realize, That your warmth is crashing down on in. Take time to realize, that I am on your side. Didn't I, didn't I tell you. But I can't spell it out for you, no it's never gonna be that simple, no I cant spell it out for you
C: If you just realize what I just realized, then we'd be perfect for each other and will never find another. Just realized what I just realized, we'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now.
V2: Take time to realize, Oh-oh I'm on your side, didn't I, didn't I tell you. Take time to realize, this all can pass you by, didn't I tell you. But I can't spell it out for you, no it's never gonna be that simple, no I can't spell it out for you.
C: If you just realized what I just realized, then we'd be perfect for each other then we'd never find another. Just realized what I just realized, we'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now.
V3: It's not always the same, no, it's never the same, if you don't feel it too. If you meet me half way, if you would meet me half way, it could be the same for you.
C: If you just realize what I just realized, then we'd be perfect for each other then we'd never find another. Just realize what I just realized, we'd never have to wonder, Just realize what I just realized, if you just realize what I just realized, OoOoOOo missed out on each other now, missed out on each other now, Realize, realize, realize, realize
Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
COLLEGE: Part 1 ("Ugghhh"), Part 2 ("Yayyy")
Part I: "Ugghhh"
Lately I've been thinking a lot about what I'm going to do in college and even what to do after that...mostly because Mrs. Madison (I thought it would be fun to give my sister an alias name :P) just started her first year of college, so people are either asking me multiple questions about what I think about that, or about where/when I'm going to college...So basically I'm almost always thinking about college and sometimes even about what people might think if I went into a certain college.
But still I'm really excited about college (I can't believe how many times I've used the word "college" and it's only after the first paragraph!), because of the whole independence-and-more-freedom thing that goes along with it. I will no longer have to deal with my brother's yelling or with the arguments/tensions that go on in the house; I'll feel somewhat calmer and better away from my family, as horrible as that may sound :S.
But at the same time that I'm extremely eager to leave the house and rush into any dorm that's open at UW or Western, I'm afraid that I won't be strong enough to survive even a week without seeing my own mom or dad. I start to feel horrible just by the fact that I've thought of leaving them alone. Then I start putting myself in their shoes and think about how hard it must be for them to not only have their first daughter move out, but then me too. This is when I tell myself that I will stay home during college so that I could help my parents cope with Mrs. Madison being gone.
So I have this dilemma occurring almost every time I think about college; I switch from the wanting-to-rush-out-of-the-door-to-get-away-from-my-family feeling to oh-my-gosh-what-if-the-only-outcome-of-that-is-hurting-my-parents consistently. It gets really frustrating, so instead, I think about the major(s) I've thought about focusing on...Now I'm excited :)
Part II: "Yayyy"
I remember the first fantasy that I had of my dream career was becoming a famous pianist who would get lots of money so she could buy a beachhouse that looks exactly like the one in the movie Something's Gotta Give (one of my favorite movies ever, even if it's about old people romance!) for her mom...But that was 6 years ago (except the beachhouse plan is still under consideration).
Since last year, I've been volunteering at an art museum close to my house (I'm not sure if it's safe to say the museum's actual name...so I won't; but if you want to know which museum it is, and I know who you are, you can ask me and I'll probably tell you ;) ); I had gotten to know some of the staff members, who always seemed so relaxed and to be enjoying being where they were whenever I saw them; I also got to see different kinds of art, some of which I was never aware of before, and that gave me a bigger outlook on art in general as well as a bigger appreciation for it. Also, the museum café was almost as enjoyable because some of my favorite things were combined there (art, coffee). :P
Being in that atmosphere everytime I've volunteered there has always made me dread the idea of going back home to do my homework or practice the piano. I always feel relaxed and excited at the same time, which I rarely feel anywhere else. I bet now I sound like I'm in love or something!...I'm in love with a red building filled with bunches of paper with colors on them. hehe
Anyways, that's all how I decided what I want to do after college or what I want to study; I want to be an art museum director "when I grow up." :)
But at the same time, I really want to keep learning/taking French after high school; I've always loved the language and the French culture, so I don't want to give all my learning up by not doing anything with it once I get to college. I've thought of taking French as my second major, which I will probably do. Except I don't know what career I'd get into out of that other than being a translator...Which doesn't sound too bad, I'm just worried I might get tired of it eventually.
What do you think? Have I rushed in this deep relationship with the red building too quickly? Should I still take time to think what I want to do in the future?
..Oh my gosh, this sounds exactly like a romantic comedy movie!
Lately I've been thinking a lot about what I'm going to do in college and even what to do after that...mostly because Mrs. Madison (I thought it would be fun to give my sister an alias name :P) just started her first year of college, so people are either asking me multiple questions about what I think about that, or about where/when I'm going to college...So basically I'm almost always thinking about college and sometimes even about what people might think if I went into a certain college.
But still I'm really excited about college (I can't believe how many times I've used the word "college" and it's only after the first paragraph!), because of the whole independence-and-more-freedom thing that goes along with it. I will no longer have to deal with my brother's yelling or with the arguments/tensions that go on in the house; I'll feel somewhat calmer and better away from my family, as horrible as that may sound :S.
But at the same time that I'm extremely eager to leave the house and rush into any dorm that's open at UW or Western, I'm afraid that I won't be strong enough to survive even a week without seeing my own mom or dad. I start to feel horrible just by the fact that I've thought of leaving them alone. Then I start putting myself in their shoes and think about how hard it must be for them to not only have their first daughter move out, but then me too. This is when I tell myself that I will stay home during college so that I could help my parents cope with Mrs. Madison being gone.
So I have this dilemma occurring almost every time I think about college; I switch from the wanting-to-rush-out-of-the-door-to-get-away-from-my-family feeling to oh-my-gosh-what-if-the-only-outcome-of-that-is-hurting-my-parents consistently. It gets really frustrating, so instead, I think about the major(s) I've thought about focusing on...Now I'm excited :)
Part II: "Yayyy"
I remember the first fantasy that I had of my dream career was becoming a famous pianist who would get lots of money so she could buy a beachhouse that looks exactly like the one in the movie Something's Gotta Give (one of my favorite movies ever, even if it's about old people romance!) for her mom...But that was 6 years ago (except the beachhouse plan is still under consideration).
Since last year, I've been volunteering at an art museum close to my house (I'm not sure if it's safe to say the museum's actual name...so I won't; but if you want to know which museum it is, and I know who you are, you can ask me and I'll probably tell you ;) ); I had gotten to know some of the staff members, who always seemed so relaxed and to be enjoying being where they were whenever I saw them; I also got to see different kinds of art, some of which I was never aware of before, and that gave me a bigger outlook on art in general as well as a bigger appreciation for it. Also, the museum café was almost as enjoyable because some of my favorite things were combined there (art, coffee). :P
Being in that atmosphere everytime I've volunteered there has always made me dread the idea of going back home to do my homework or practice the piano. I always feel relaxed and excited at the same time, which I rarely feel anywhere else. I bet now I sound like I'm in love or something!...I'm in love with a red building filled with bunches of paper with colors on them. hehe
Anyways, that's all how I decided what I want to do after college or what I want to study; I want to be an art museum director "when I grow up." :)
But at the same time, I really want to keep learning/taking French after high school; I've always loved the language and the French culture, so I don't want to give all my learning up by not doing anything with it once I get to college. I've thought of taking French as my second major, which I will probably do. Except I don't know what career I'd get into out of that other than being a translator...Which doesn't sound too bad, I'm just worried I might get tired of it eventually.
What do you think? Have I rushed in this deep relationship with the red building too quickly? Should I still take time to think what I want to do in the future?
..Oh my gosh, this sounds exactly like a romantic comedy movie!
8-month old M&M's...?
I just ate two 8-month old M&M's (I know exactly how old they are because I got them on Christmas Day), and they actually taste alright..except for the fact that they're 8 months old. Why am I telling you this? Because lately I've been thinking about what I consider to be Man's (first) best friend, which is food...You may think that my mentioning of the 8-year old M&M's was pointless because you could think that M&M's shouldn't be considered a food; but I guess since my name translates to "sweet" in Farsi, and since I've had an obsession with sweets pretty much my whole life, I'd like to consider those M&M's a food. :)When I think food, I first think of the movie Ratatouille. In other words, I think about how food can be artistic as well as appetizing; visually pleasing to the eye as well as pleasing to the mouth; and pleasing to the soul as well as pleasing to the body. I have to admit that Ratatouille comes to my mind not only because of how well it portrays this perception of food, but also because I've seen the movie so many times that it just comes into my head without thinking every now and then :P. But still I admire their portrayal of food, which is that it should be embraced by its ability to nourish one's body and spirit at the same time.
But then I start to think about how food can not only be appetizing, but also weight-gain-causing (that doesn't sound right but oh well). It may be so appetizing and fulfilling that one could lose control and eat too much of the food, and then they may feel guilty afterwards-no matter if the food is rarely available to us or available all the time (okay I think now I'm referring too much to myself, but I think many other people go through the same dilemma). Personally, this perception of food causes me to distance myself (or at least try to distance myself) from nutella, Pumpkin Spice Lattés, the TV screen if it's showing Ratatouille, and other delicious elements of life.But then again, not all food is horrible to eat a lot of, except when it's not as satisfying as the ones we like to eat a lot of (nutella, Pumpkin Spice Lattés...shall I go on?). So I guess it all depends on what foods you care to surround yourself with, and which ones you choose to avoid.For me, I choose to mostly surround myself with healthy foods, despite that they don't complete me as much as the foods I would occassionally approach (actually that's an understatement if I'm talking about Starbucks, but in this case I'm talking in general).
How about you?What do you think when you hear/see the word "food"?
If you were at a restaurant and were served a bowl of spaghetti, would you only think about how quickly you're going to eat it after waiting so long for the waiter to bring it, or about how nicely the noodles were laid out and how well the colors of the sauce and noodles go together?Personally, I might see it the second way, and maybe that's because I have an artistic perspective (from taking art classes, etc.), but I'll never know.
But then I start to think about how food can not only be appetizing, but also weight-gain-causing (that doesn't sound right but oh well). It may be so appetizing and fulfilling that one could lose control and eat too much of the food, and then they may feel guilty afterwards-no matter if the food is rarely available to us or available all the time (okay I think now I'm referring too much to myself, but I think many other people go through the same dilemma). Personally, this perception of food causes me to distance myself (or at least try to distance myself) from nutella, Pumpkin Spice Lattés, the TV screen if it's showing Ratatouille, and other delicious elements of life.But then again, not all food is horrible to eat a lot of, except when it's not as satisfying as the ones we like to eat a lot of (nutella, Pumpkin Spice Lattés...shall I go on?). So I guess it all depends on what foods you care to surround yourself with, and which ones you choose to avoid.For me, I choose to mostly surround myself with healthy foods, despite that they don't complete me as much as the foods I would occassionally approach (actually that's an understatement if I'm talking about Starbucks, but in this case I'm talking in general).
How about you?What do you think when you hear/see the word "food"?
If you were at a restaurant and were served a bowl of spaghetti, would you only think about how quickly you're going to eat it after waiting so long for the waiter to bring it, or about how nicely the noodles were laid out and how well the colors of the sauce and noodles go together?Personally, I might see it the second way, and maybe that's because I have an artistic perspective (from taking art classes, etc.), but I'll never know.
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