Painting Flowers

Before I say anything, I want to apologize for not posting anything in a long time. Sorry! I just haven’t been able to put words together right, I guess.

Today was interesting. I was SO happy to see Michael again. He’s exactly the same as when we last saw him. I got tiger ears and a tail from Alli, which made me and everyone around me happy.

However, I was feeling terribly sick all day, and it just got progressively worse. Running a fever, body aches, stuffy nose, sore throat, dizzyness, the works. Blegh. So I think I’m staying home tomorrow. If I say crazy things on my blog later on, just bear with me.

Love and Hot/Cold,

Liz.

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I’m going to continue yesterday’s blog onto today. If that makes sense.

I’m home sick, and I’m bored. So, I’m just looking up different bands that people really seem to like, and actually listening to them. It’s certainly interesting.

I just love music so much. I almost feel like I have an emotional connection with it that other people don’t. Like, I can’t just stand in my group of friends with my music in, because I get so caught up in what I’m listening to. It can seriously affect my mood at any given time. If I’m upset, I’ll listen to sad songs. If I’m mad, I’ll listen to angry-sounding songs. If I’m happy, I’ll listen to happy songs. So, whatever I’m listening to usually reflects how I feel at the time.

And I love singing. If I know the lyrics to a song, I can’t just NOT sing along. It’s almost impossible for me. It doesn’t matter to me if I can sing a song well, I’ll sing anyways. The feeling I get when I’m singing… it’s surreal. Just thinking about it is making me happy. Sounds corny, but singing unchains me from reality.

What really get me is when people don’t even listen to the lyrics of a song. All they know is that it sounds good to them. The song could be talking about beating women, doing drugs, or stealing cars, and they’d have no clue. Lyrics can sometimes be all I like in a song, really.

That’s my rant on music for now.

Love and Music,

Liz.

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4 thoughts on “Painting Flowers

  1. ¡Oh no!
    ¡Liz no está en escuela! ¡Específicamente en clase española!
    Ahora la clase no es bueno. :'(

    I hope you feel better soon!
    *Insert massive giganto hugs here*

    <3
    -Me

  2. Aww, gracias, Toya. =D
    Yo regresa a escuela mañana.
    I do feel better already, except for my throat, but that should get better by the time I go back. I just want to make sure that I don’t push myself and get sicker.
    I LOVE YOU GUYS! Relay that message, ¿por favor?
    -Me

  3. Music is a great way I get through things too. (Btw, I love your flower picture, and your title, it’s ironic because I was upset last night and I listened to that song, by All Tim Low. =P)
    When I listen to music, I usually pick songs that have lyrics that sing to me *no pun intended*.
    Anyways, I hope all is well on your end. See you around!

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