Mistake the moon for a UFO?
The moon was mistaken for a “bright, stationary” UFO which had been loitering for at least half an hour, by a confused local in South Wales who made a 999 call to the police.
The confused caller asked: ‘If you’ve got a couple of minutes perhaps you could find out what it is?’
I just think this world is going crazy.
To say that I love Imogen Heap’s music is an understatement, her music conveys so many emotions, it’s complex, rich, elegant, enigmatic and even playful sometimes. She writes, produces and mixes her own music, she even manages her own label, does her album artwork and she keeps in constant touch with her fans via youtube vBlogs, Twitter and her iBabble forum. To say she’s a multitasker is another understatement.
Not only she has talent beyond imagination, she keeps herself grounded and in this world full of egocentric pop stars with crappy music, her work and attitude become a much needed breath of fresh air.
If you want to know more about this amazing artist, go to www.imogenheap.com, or check her Yo utube page at www.youtube.com/imogenheap.
To see some of her talent, watch this:
I guess the answer is a big Yes, we get involved with people even if we haven’t seen them before (and probably never will). But as the distances between people grow so small they’re almost nonexistent and people like you and me get to share music tastes, film opinions, political views, and so much more, we expose ourselves to something we didn’t plan: we share our lives with complete strangers, people whose reactions to certain actions are a complete mystery to us. That mystery, of course, disappears with time, but as we get to know those strangers (as with every new friendship) we get to appreciate those little quirks that make them special, and well, unique.
Social networking, message boards, forums, twittering and blogging has become a vital part of our life on-line, and even if twittering what you’re doing seems tiny and irrelevant, you are sharing your thoughts, feelings, dreams and frustrations with real people, and with time you get attached with them.
The feeling that there’s people out there who has the same interests as you is empowering, it makes you feel like you’re not alone in this world with 6,707,035,007* people on it. That sense of community is one of the things that keeps drawing people into this sites, the feeling that someday, someone may read what you wrote and relate to it, the idea that someone may be inspired by your writings and the hope that that person will do something is amazing. That’s why the internet has become what it is: a global community, a place to express yourself, a place to share your thoughts with the world and listen (read) the thoughts of everyone else.
*world population as of july 1st, 2008, from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_population
Am I?
I just think that maybe, if I try as hard as I can, I will reach all my dreams.
But in reality, it’s not like that, I haven’t done everything I need to do.
I’ve wasted precious opportunities, time and special moments.
I’ve been too worried about the future and the opinion of people looking outside my reality.
I haven’t enjoyed life as I know I could have.
I have to stop this.
I am going to try to make a difference, I am going to be the best, I will struggle, fight and do what I have to do in order to leave a mark: I want to be extraordinary.
I won’t mind about your opinion, your judgment, I will try to be happy, I will enjoy this moment.
I will DO THIS!
I know I can, I know it’s possible, it’s a matter of effort.
I want to be able to look back at this day: may 26th, 2008, as the day that changed the person I was going to turn into and made me who I deserve to be. I will challenge myself to do this.
No more laziness, no more missing out on things I deserve, no more regrets, NO MORE.
The first step: working out this thing I have to work out.
I’ll keep you updated, whoever you are, or myself, I’ll do this.
I promise.
“Then It Happened” has been my feel-good song this past week, and let me tell you… it’s good. Milosh seemed to outdo himself with this song, mixing electronica with amazing lyrics and a great melody.
This takes me to my list for today: Feel good songs:
I should definitely add more Imogen Heap songs to this, but for today, this is cheering me up.
x.
It’s bad.
I screwed up, I know, I should’ve just shut up, let those feelings go, but I didn’t.
Now I’m facing the awful consequences: a broken heart, a lost friendship and a whole lot of guilt.
I miss you, the friend and I keep on thinking about the “what could have been” if things would have worked out the way I dreamed they would. As always, my dreams just don’t seem to transfer correctly to real life. Am I dreaming too much? Are my hopes too high?
Anyways, this moments are somewhat helpful, you suddenly realize things could be a lot worse, wich in my case, it could be an asteroid falling into my head, but that’s not the point. The point here is that, again, music is the only thing that keeps me from jumping off a building, from breaking down, falling apart, crumbling or whatever you wanna call it. Music keeps saving me, so thankyou Levi, Imogen, Kate, Valente, Milosh and Charlotte. If it wasn’t for the art you create, I would be literally, dead.
And I still love you. A month has passed, and I still love you.
“And if it’s true i failed, why would you go and tell the whole world before you said a word to me?”
(From Levi Weaver’s “Dear Friend”)
I miss the old times
When smiles meant something
When life was simple and easy
When my heart didn’t belong to someone who just doesn’t want it.
I miss being happy,
feeling like life had a meaning,
like i wasn’t wasting my time
in useless feelings.
I miss you, but not you the lover,
I miss you, the friend,
I miss having someone behind my back
Ready to catch me all the time i fell.
I miss having someone that made a prayer for me, every single day
because even if i don’t believe in prayer,
it was so nice having someone who cared,
even just a little
I just miss… the old me.
So, here i go, as I start a new blog, fresh and away from all the trouble the other blog gave me, I just want a place where i can write all my feelings and not worry about other people’s opinion so, here I am, starting over, working hard, doing it.
I’ve had the most horrible week, it’s been full of dissapointment, fights and much more, but it seems to be turning into something good: I’m learning more than ever. Sometimes I like to think that if you can learn from every single bad thing that happens, you will end up knowing most of the secrets of living. I just wished I could clearly see what’s up for me in the future, because some things are really complicated, for example, love. Love hurts, love makes you go into the depths of hell and still be happy doing it, but above all, love doesn’t chose, love just hits you, and sometimes… you fall in love with the wrong person.
I just wished things were a lot more simple.
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