taylor's answer to my dad's bad taste: "how rude."

i love this song. i found it when i left my "white flag" CD running, even after the last song had ended. i noticed that, somewhat curiously, it hadn't restarted or just died. it just kept going, going, going until another song started, hidden after the last track on the CD. it's officially my favorite song on the album, because i love how it describes my relationship with the people that i love the most. when you're around, my whole soul is different. it's better. and it's obvious. :D



Closer
So leave your taxi waiting
And turn and close my door
And sit back down where you were sitting
A little closer than before

And when you look that serious
It just makes me want you more
And I've been meaning to tell you

The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, the better I feel

And yes I know you're nervous
Never seen you so unsure
You haven't touched your food tonight
And you're drinking more and more

And there's no need to hurry
Take your time I'll still be here
And I've been meaning to tell you

The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
the better I feel
The closer you get, the better you see
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, the better I feel
The better I feel

We've been circling for time baby
We're coming down to land tonight
The wait is over and now it's easy
Everything's fine

The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around, the better I feel
The closer you get, the better you see
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, the better I feel

if i ever get married, this is how i will feel. and that's comforting sometimes, particularly when i'm pining after a slightly preoccupied adam brody. :P

survival of the momentary vegetarians

i felt the need to update, just in case there were any concerns for my health after the previous post.

i survived dinner. the piece of the meat monstrosity that i ate was about this size:

the potatoes were actually really good. and apparently full of minerals and stuff. i dunno. maybe my mom was just saying that to keep me from fasting. heehee. mothers can be very manipulative, you know.

meat monstrosities and unskinned potatoes

okay, i'm really trying here. trying to do what, you might ask? trying NOT to be a brat. but seriously! okay. here's the situation. we're having the most disgusting thing for dinner. it's pretty bad. it's wayyyyy up at the top of my "gross things" list. it might even be at the top. it's nasty. are you ready?

chicken fried steak.

even the TITLE sounds gross!!!!!! seriously. and now i have to eat it. if you know me (taylor's cue), you should know that this is NOT my kind of meal. first, it's FRIED. second, it's two flipping meats combined into one. is that not the nastiest thing you've ever heard?! and third, it's FRIED. seriously. i think that merits being on the list twice. TOTALLY nasty.

but my mom is making it, and i love her, so i'm gonna go in to the kitchen now and ask her if there's anything i can do to help. she even offered to leave the skins on the potatoes to make it a healthier meal after i was stunned into nasty silence after being informed of what we are having tonight. okay, good try, mom, but not really helping. but i still love her, so i will eat that meal and i will eat it with zeal, even if it clogs my arteries until my 83rd birthday.

yech.

the gym better be open tomorrow. maybe if i go within 12 hours of eating the aforementioned scary thing, it won't have settled into my body. :D

a girl's always gotta have a backup plan, right?

kids+caffeine+small animals = the ultimate threat

katy reminded me that i needed to blog about something incredibly important.

i got a B.

a B+, to be depressingly exact.


in chemistry.

see that approaching dark-type stuff? that's my world caving in.

the backseat perfectionist rears her ugly head. :D

but you already knew it was ugly...you were just too nice to say it. :P

another sun-soaked season fades away

i had a fascinating television experience this evening. somehow TLC's "the man whose arms exploded" became intertwined with what should've been dubbed "american idol's absolute worst" and "the most boring episode of CSI...like...ever". needless to say, i have abandoned the boob tube, a decision that will doubtlessly benefit my psyche in the very near future.

and remember, everyone, lest your dyslexia impair your normally cloudy thinking, it's 2 compressions per every 30 breaths. and remember to avoid perform CPR on a beating heart. apparently it's bad...or like...something. who knows.

however, when i was petrifying my brain cells by watching "the man whose arms exploded", one of the steroid-hooked bodybuilders posed an interesting idea: what do you dream about when you close your eyes? what's that ultimate goal that only you can see? for him, it was, of course, pursuing the coveted title of best-bodybuilder-in-the-whole-wide-world and someday a career in politics, but what is that dream like for normal people?

i don't really know what mine is. i couldn't pinpoint it exactly, even if i tried. it probably ultimately involves growing up and making my own way, but, having never done that before, there's not a lot of physical evidence to base a closed-eyed daydream around. it'd be great if there were, though, so that sense of suffocating uncertainty would just shoo away once and for all :P. but i guess the beauty of life is that we honestly never know what will happen the next minute. our little brother's tooth could get knocked out by his little friend's flipping hard head. we could win the lottery. we could fall in love.

admittedly, the first possibility was a little more realistic than the last one, but what's the fun of blogging if there's no nonsense, right? :D

if you need to fall apart

blogger is my salvation. at the moment, it's only salvation from the fast-approaching european history test that i should be studying for at the moment, but it is salvation nonetheless. because honestly. c'mon. at the moment, the role that taylor's imeem playlist is playing in my life is much more integral than that of intimate knowledge of the Oath of the Tennis Court and its impact on french politics and society. fascinating.

the smell of the cookies my dad made is emanating from the kitchen to a dangerous extent. sugar cookies will be my downfall one of these days. or rather just today. :P

so i called henry a curmudgeon today. i've got to admit, it was probably the best polysyllabic insult i'd used in awhile, but even i was not aware of the way that it would fully encompass the not-so-subtle message i was attempting to put out there. hallelujah for vocabulary.

yuck. my speakers just started blasting natasha beddingfield. taylor, you've got some explaining to do.

so i was browsing google under the term "friendship" and found this bit of wisdom from the immortal wisdom of Savage Garden:

"Let me be the one you call If you jump, I will break your fall, lift you up and fly away with you into the night. If you need to fall apart, I can mend a broken heart, If you need to crash, then crash and burn, you're not alone"

it really got me thinking. which, admittedly, was pretty difficult. but i persisted. so here were the thoughts:
isn't that all we're ever really looking for? just someone to break our fall? someone who won't look at us like we're completely insane when we say exactly what's on our mind? someone who understands when we're acting and when we're not? someone who doesn't take us so seriously that a joke is like the falling of the sky, but who will still respects us enough to listen when we really need to say something?
but that is it, isn't it? that's all we want. it doesn't seem like that much just looking at it right now, but some people, maybe even people we know, maybe even us, will spend years upon years just looking for someone who will break our fall and never leave us alone when the loneliness threatens to implode our microcosm.

so i've discovered that i really am as dense as i often joke about being. why? because i'm still sitting here trying to figure out why henry commented my last post with "stop! my stomach hurts!". i don't see the connection. i'm this close to tipping my head to the side and looking perplexed like my dog and heejin do when something strange happens.
but speaking of henry, he had this awesome survey on his myspace that i did and had fun doing, so i decided to spread the joy and put it here.
i love the abruptness of the phrasing of the first question...:P

01] Who are you, what's our relationship:

02] How and where did we meet:

03] What's my middle name:

04] How long have you known me:

05] Tell me one good thing about myself:

06] When you first saw me what was your impression:

07] My age:

08] My birthday:

09] My favorite types of music:

10] Color eyes:

11] Do i have any siblings:


12] What's one of my favorite things to do:

13] Do you remember one of the 1st things I said to you:

14] Describe me in 3 words:

15] Name 5 things I love:

16] How would you describe me to someone:

17] Tell me one thing you've always wanted to say but never did:

18] What do you like most about me:

19] If we could spend a day together what would we do:

20] Have we ever gotten in a fight:

21] Do you think we will be friends for at least 3 or 4 more years:

22] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

23] What do you think my weakness is?

24] Do you think I'll get married?

25] What makes me happy?

26] What makes me sad?

27] What reminds you of me?

28] If you could give me anything what would it be?

29] When's the last time you saw me?

30] Do you think our ...friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?

31] Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?

32] Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

33] If I was an ice cream flavor, which would I be and why?

34] What song (if any) reminds you of me?

35] If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?

36] Do we 'hang'?

37] Do I cross your mind at least once a day?