I’ve wanted to do some type of challenge thing and this one seems great for me.
day 01 - your favorite song day 02 - your least favorite song day 03 - a song that makes you happy day 04 - a song that makes you sad day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event day 08 - a song that you know all the words to day 09 - a song that you can dance to day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep day 11 - a song from your favorite band day 12 - a song from a band you hate day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love day 15 - a song that describes you day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio day 19 - a song from your favorite album day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral day 25 - a song that makes you laugh day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument day 27 - a song that you wish you could play day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty day 29 - a song from your childhood day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year
So day one:
Okay, this was pretty hard. How could someone pick JUST ONE song that is their favorite? I don’t really see how that is possible. Even now I am going back and forth between songs. I love music so much! So many songs have so many things that I love!
But I have chosen “Tristesse / Joie” by Yelle.
Musically: I love everything about the minute long intro. The synth bell, the really fat synth bass and the simple beat. And I love how the bridge gets really upbeat and dancey :]
Lyrically: Okay so I’m sure you know I don’t understand french but, I think I get the gist of what they’re saying. Sadness, Joy.
Vocally: Julie isn’t a mind blowing good singer like christina aguilera, but she doesn’t have to be. Her sweet, sweet voice fits perfectly with the mood/style of the song.
I got to see them perform this at coachella and it was one of the best experiences of my life. It’s funny how good music like this can break the language barrier.
I was at home in my room, unhappy. My parents were having some get together and I didn’t want to be a part of it. I go out there because my help is requested and I get yelled at over something stupid. So, I go back in my room. I start thinking about how to get out of here without living on the streets. Then all my research on monarch programing (mind control) pops in my head and I somehow know where some of the people who do it live.
I get to the house. It’s full of happy kids that are younger than me. The leader of the house is my height but is in his 50’s, has grey wavy hair and is wearing glasses, a forest cable knit sweater and khaki’s. I want him to be proud of me. I want to do what he wants so I can feel approved of.
I later sat down with him and a couple other kids. He gave us an assignment. I can’t quite remember what it was but I do know only one of us would succeed. Whatever it was I did it the best. I had most of the house upset with me. I later had to fight off a few of the kids because they wanted to hurt me. The leader found another kid and I having it out. He had his second in command make us watch a video. The tv was on a stand right outside a pitch black room, that we were standing in the doorway of. As we were watching the flash of images and video clips I remember feeling terrified. I felt terrified because I knew what the dark room meant.
I was going to be punished. I was going to be locked in that dark room for who knows how long. I pleaded with them to not make me go in, to not keep me in the dark. I went to the leader and he agreed, no punishment for me, yet. He found out that I was there because I knew what was going on. He knew, that I knew. I ran away from him towards the stairs and then slid down the banister. I made it out of there. I’m sure he only let me get out because he wanted too.
I HATE that some people have it so easy. “I don’t exercise and I eat whatever I want.” And they are incredibly fit. Like, why? Why you? You don’t deserve it. You’re killing your body with the chemicals you ingest and yet you are valued higher and more attractive in this world.
I have always hated my body (probably always will) and seeing people like that makes me SO MAD!!!
If I didn’t do the minimal exercise I am doing I would be huge. If I didn’t try to eat the least food possible I would be huge.
You don’t deserve it.
Give me your metabolism.
Give me your life.
I hate the world. I hate everything. I hate food. I hate weight. I hate high fructose corn syrup (why are you in everything?).
Tomorrow is just another day I have to go on smiling.
Ps. This is not baiting. I would appreciate it if I received no compliments or “What? no!” ‘s