I was introduced to this song about a week ago. Ever since, I have not been able to get it out of my head. Thanks for introducing it to me. You know who you are. It’s not a bad song, it’s actually really good. I just wish it wouldn’t get stuck in my head like this, haha :)
//c_Cae; they say dreamers never die…
Posted in Music
Tagged earworm, music
I miss you.
//c_Cae; because music is what feelings sound like
Sometimes you find really good covers and just the other day, that happened to me. I know the original by Simon and Garfunkel is still very good, but the piano and the rusty voice is always a win in my ears (and heart), I’m weak for those :)
So this is what I’m all about: Disturbed – Sound of Silence
//c_Cae; silence like a cancer grows…
Over the past weeks, I’ve been at a wedding, done a lot of work and realized how my thesis has improved many skills.
The wedding reception was amazing. One of my best friends, Daniel brought his wife over from Japan to hold a small wedding reception for friends and family. I love this guy so much, and I couldn’t wish for a more beautiful reception than the one we attended. We all cooked together and hung out like no time had passed since the last time we met. It was amazing, and he really found himself a great gal.
Daniel and Etsuko <3
Algae work has been alright, there’s always a lot to do and a lot to learn. I love it, but the longer I do this, the more anxious I get. I feel like I want to stop time, so that I can enjoy this a little more, a little longer because I don’t know if I can apply/get a PhD. I know, there’s a lot of people cheering for me and I think of your words every day. It helps me think of other things, to live in the present instead of worrying too much about the future. The present is here to prepare us for the future, right? :)
For my online course, I have to write an essay about ocean warming, its threats and potentials (is there any?). So I did a quick literature search and found myself browsing through all of them within ten minutes and still get a hold of the relevant reports I can cite. My thesis has already improved my speed reading. I knew it would happen, but not so fast.
I’ve listened to Ed Sheeran’s Photograph all day. I don’t know why, but it just stuck with me.
I found myself thinking of you again. I still remember how it feels to hold your hands, to kiss your cheeks, how to make you laugh, how to you used to scold me. It makes me cry of various reasons. I’d love to do all those things again, I really do, but that era has ended and I can only cherish the memories I have of you. At least I got old enough to remember your grace and your wisdom. I wish the pain would go away, but today it’s overwhelming and I miss you dearly. Both of you.
//c_Cae; “I will remember how you kissed me”
When I work at home and it gets ridiculously quiet, I tend to look for music to put on. I can’t stand when it’s that silent. I think we’re all familiar with the kind of silence where you could hear a pin fall on the floor. Lately, I’ve backtracked to my 2009 taste of music which was mainly drum&bass or dubstep (before it was mainstream). The other day, I found the perfect 1 hour video of such songs on youtube and I’m still listening to it.
There’s a huge plus that the uploader chose Candice Swanepoel as display picture. She’s a model that I look up to not because of the skinny standard, but the things she does to preserve water and provide clean water in rural places around the world. We all know by now that water has a very special place in my heart.
I hope your days have been good lately. Mine have been filled with algae and browsing through search hits on scientific articles ever published. It’s a crucial part of my meta-analysis, and even though it is strenuous on the eyes at times (which is why I take a micro-break every 30 minutes), it’s a great deal of fun. That is, until the dreadful moment where you find peer-reviewed pseudoscience. It actually made me shrug when I saw it. Oh well, that just shows me that anything can be peer-reviewed but isn’t really science. The eyes of a skeptic are important in this age where information is passed down quickly.
Despite being called a “thousand years old remedy”, no one has ever practiced it for more than 45 years (and that it doesn’t even have a medical effect on people) makes me shrug. A lot.
//c_Cae; back to work!
Not too long ago, I read a blog post (in Swedish though) about how people tend to dodge the question How are you? I’m not really familiar what it’s like in other countries, but here, people tend to just answer I’m fine, even though they know they’re lying. It’s like I’m fine is a pre-programmed answer. I think it’s a damn shame, so I stopped doing it. Doing so have gotten me a whole bunch of better people to hang out with. Sure, I agree that sometimes people you want to get to know would completely shun you because all of a sudden, you were being brutally honest and too personal for them. Thing is, I really don’t want to be dishonest with myself and if it will cost me a new acquaintance or two, it doesn’t matter – I feel better and so I can make my surroundings better.
Discussing this with the Dutchman and a friend the other day, had me thinking about the constant question that I get: why do you not wear make-up?
My immediate answer would be why would I? It took me a great deal of time to actually accept what I look like without make-up and actually like it, so why spoil it? Yes, I agree that make-up do make you look better on that social event, but if you wore it all the time, what’s the point? It wouldn’t make the day any more special, it wouldn’t make you any more special. Then, the Dutchman played a song that instantly grew on me. I care, so I am gonna share it with you guys, and hope that you’ll feel the same way I do about it.
I’m just gonna play this song one more time before I start studying for the exam on Thursday. As usual, my mind feels empty, but I’m sure I’ll do fine :)
//c_Cae; When you’re all alone, by yourself, do you like you?
When I was younger, I always caught myself daydreaming. I thought it’d get better, that the daydreaming would at least be able to get better with its timing as I grow older. I was wrong. I still daydream, and most of the time, I can’t even remember what I was originally thinking about. I just drift away, like my daydreams want to remind me of something.
I think, for most of my followers, that you’ve noticed that in many of my posts. I didn’t reflect on it much earlier, but it came to my attention today, actually. As further support of this daydreaming of mine, I intended to post a video of a cover that I’ve been hooked on for a while. Enjoy it while I prepare for the presentation of our field work that we have tomorrow :)
//c_Cae; just recently watched a semi-disturbing documentary about Vietnamese coffee…