Thanks for Sticking Around (entry no.12)
And after almost a week I'm back! First and foremost I'd like to take the time to thank my secret viewers. I have no idea who reads my posts but I'm always watching the view count and I'm pleasantly surprise at the consistency of people tunning in. It means a lot that there are people out there who quietly enjoy my rambling and allow me to take up a few minutes of their time by reading my nonsense. That being said, this blog is now officially a month old! I gotta think of a fun entry idea to celebrate it's one year anniversary if I make it that far.
Now for a little life update. This Friday that just past I did my 4 hour final exam for the most difficult class in my course. I was really nervous but luckily it went well and I will never need to do that again. I should've celebrated with an Oreo McFlurry like I did at the end of last semester, but I was so tired and hungry that I just went straight home after class. Oreo McFlurries are probably my favorite ice cream treats of all time. Actually, maybe it's a tie between those and strawberry milkshakes. Now that school is officially done, I've set myself the goal to go on an hour run every other day starting tomorrow. I'll let you know next entry on my progress, hopefully that keeps me accountable.
I shall now dedicate the rest of this entry to THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT so if your anti-swift feel free to skedaddle. This is the first Taylor Swift album I actually went out of my way to sit down and listen to (spoiler alert I wasn't able to finish it). The reason why I had made time to listen to this album was principally because I knew it was gonna be full of heartbreakers and I'm a sucker for good and insightful depressing music. That being said the highs were high and the lows were low in this album. There were a handful of songs I absolutely adored and many others I don't see myself listening to again anytime soon.
Once again Taylor's lyricism is incredible. Not gonna lie the way she ended "Fresh Out The Slammer" broke my heart and I may or may not have cried a little; "Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up, now that I know what's at stake. Here. At the park where we used to sit on children's swings, wearing imaginary rings... But it's gonna be alright. I did my time..." It's like the grown-up version of her older song "Clean". The message is the same but the level of heartbreak and loss is deeper and far more complex. All in all it's a beautifully written album but I found that especially towards the end all the songs started sounding the same. Anyways, I should probably go to bed so it's far more likely that I actually go for a run tomorrow. As always, thanks for sticking around.
You're still here? Meet me at entry no.13 :)
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