I feel funny lately, like something huge is about to occur, but I have no idea how to get to it sooner or pass it by. I’ve been occupying my time mainly with writing, and I’ve also been engrossed in this unquenchable longing to be unsociable. There are some people who I usually see regularly, and I’m still just as happy to be with them, but no matter where I am or what I’m doing, some part of my brain is continually counting down to the second when I’m at home, in my room, when there’s me and no-one else. I have no idea what this is all about; it’s not depression, because I know what that’s like, and I’m not miserable, either. I just believe like I’m on the brink of something- something nasty, like sickness, economic ruin or true love.
Things are getting back to normal. It seems as though everyone was stuck in the whole festive mood and now they’re experiencing something like a post-holiday mood… (Luckily for me, I recently had gone through my share of depression). So before the people around me get me all gloomy I’ve decided I’m going to remind myself to stay happy.
Things to be glad about:
I love so many of the same things I loved when I was a little girl. My favorite color is still pink; I embrace colors, create and amuse myself. I think that this is what my life is about sometimes. Being that girl in a bright colored dress or with shiny red loafers you see on the road, in school or college when everyone else is dressed in browns and grays. I’m that girl with red hair you don’t want to gawk at but can’t help taking a quick look over at again and again:
- What’s up with her? Why does she need to show off like that? Is she crazy?
I’ve met aunts who whisper into my ear telling me they wish they could dress themselves the same way I do. One of them called me her ‘inner teen’. It takes work to believe that you can always be stringing your own rainbow. I told my friend yesterday that I was fine. I was lying; I’m great! I could cry from smiling at times, but that might be just too silly?!
I still think there are enough serious grown-ups in the world and life is WAaaaaY too short to be so proper.
Despite the amount of tags we place on music, or the sometimes outlandish sub genres we choose to concoct, it all comes down to whether or not you actually enjoy the music. All that being said I enjoy Jon McLaughlin’s brand of pop.
This track seems to work with reference to the be-happy post. There are still many albums that have been sitting on my desktop, gathering e-dust, waiting to be given a proper listen. Luckily for both of us I will soon get around to attempting to clear out a massive folder I have marked “music for blog.” I’m only waiting for the right mood to strike me, but fear not, I will press on.
For now, it’s Jon McLaughlin with ‘Dance your life away.
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January 07, 2009
Keyed in by Eveline 4 Pulses Say
Labels: act young, claughlin, dance your life away, january moods, jon mclaughlin, live young, pop music
December 11, 2008
It’s Christmas Time
‘Day four was a busy day at CharMile. Wedding preparations were underway and the family count had gone up from 50 to 200. Every corner was bustling with conversation, men carrying things up and down, some setting up tents, others creating a ‘Morung’. Women crowded around the big kitchen, cutting, cooking and serving the people that just kept pouring into the house from villages and towns. I met a lot of people, none of whose names I remember and the rest of the evening was spent, snapping away pictures of the loud and busy crowd, recording memories.’
I understand that, for the young, like me, Facebook has a number of tempting qualities.
However, the worst things about this social networking site, as far as I can tell, are that you find out all the people you wanted to date in high school but couldn't dream of doing so because you were such a geek. And all the people you were jealous of and wanted to be so badly that it made you hemorrhage, are now fat and married with a dozen kids. Yep, all those "beautiful people" back in school have now been attacked by balding, gray hair, double chins, expanding waistlines, making known that age has slowly become their enemy.
I love the fact that people who refused to speak to me in school or college are apparently now excited to be my "friend" and remember the good old days. First, it makes me laugh then it makes me pity them, because their lives must be pretty empty. Then I throw in some self-loathing, because I always approve their friend request. Then I wish I hadn't, because they invariably start sending me applications to add... and I dislike that almost as much as I despised them in school.
I understand that, for the young, like me, Facebook has a number of tempting qualities.
However, the worst things about this social networking site, as far as I can tell, are that you find out all the people you wanted to date in high school but couldn't dream of doing so because you were such a geek. And all the people you were jealous of and wanted to be so badly that it made you hemorrhage, are now fat and married with a dozen kids. Yep, all those "beautiful people" back in school have now been attacked by balding, gray hair, double chins, expanding waistlines, making known that age has slowly become their enemy.
I love the fact that people who refused to speak to me in school or college are apparently now excited to be my "friend" and remember the good old days. First, it makes me laugh then it makes me pity them, because their lives must be pretty empty. Then I throw in some self-loathing, because I always approve their friend request. Then I wish I hadn't, because they invariably start sending me applications to add... and I dislike that almost as much as I despised them in school.
How did December get here so quickly? What happened to the rest of 2008? Have I been drunk or depressed so much that an entire year has melted together? I wasn't quite ready to accept the answers to those questions. But, if one has to jump right into December and the holiday season, there's only one way to do it- homemade holiday cookies and everybody getting sugar-rushed while we decorate the tree.
With all that’s happening around us nowadays it's so easy to find a way around the practice and just live your life from one turbulent day to another, so moments spent with friends, family, goodies and that warm cozy feeling is more of a treat. It's truly one of the best times of the year. And I've got goodies from Nagaland that are rapidly disappearing!
The good times aren’t going to last long and I'm certainly not ready for a whole season of it yet, but it's awfully exciting to think of it.
Once I put up my Christmas tree and decorate my home I promise to put up pictures.
Happy December, Happy Holidays everyone!
As long as I have blog left in me I will continue to take in your music recommendations and post them here. Jon McLaughlin’s music was introduced to me by my good friend Imcha. I encourage you; I implore you, to please check out his music. Go to his page, stream his music on YouTube, or just press play on the player below that has been posted here on EC. Whatever you do don’t brush this post aside. Let the new pop-rock sounds of Mr. McLaughlin sink to the depths of you and ease you through this weekend. He’s brilliant and you’d be a fool for choosing not to hear his music. The song entitled ‘Beautiful Disaster’ is pure and simple with lyrics and melodies that tug at your heart.
Here’s to hoping he has a long and successful career because I’d love to hear some more of his particular brand of genius.
If you like the music here then puh-leeez share it with your friends, lovers, etc. And thanks to Imcha for this brilliant song.Take it away Mr. McLaughlin!
Keyed in by Eveline 0 Pulses Say
Labels: 4th mile, back from nagaland, beautiful disaster, charmile, dimapur, diphupar, facebook, imcha, jon mclaughlin, pop, pop-rock, rock, social networking site
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