I am supposed to be continuing with my room cleaning and starting with my individual report paper but as usual, I am too lazy to move or even think. So here I am, procrastinating with music.
1. Open your media player.
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
Opening Credits: Nickelback - Learn the Hard Way
Waking Up: Matt Kearny - Breathe In, Breathe Out
First Day at School: A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover
Falling in Love: Jordin Sparks - Tattoo
Fight Song: Chevelle - Another Know It All
Breaking Up: Coldplay - The Scientist
Prom: Mandy Moore - Can We Still Be Friends
Lifes Ok: Lifehouse - Empty Space
Coming Home: Evan and Jaron - The Distance
Mental Breakdown: Katy Perry - E.T.
Driving: T.Pain ft. Teddi Verseti - Church
Flashback: Buckcherry - Too Drunk
Getting Back Together: Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love
Losing Your Virginity: Chris Brown - Wall to Wall
Wedding: Eraserheads - Ligaya
Birth of Child: Jars of Clay - I Want To Fall In Love With You
Final Battle: Maroon 5 - This Love
Death Scene: Flo Rida - In The Ayer
Funeral Song: Tears For Fears - I Know This Much Is True
Falling Asleep: Chris Brown - I Wanna Be
End Credits: Beyonce Knowles - Diva
Very randomly picked from the 2237 songs in my iTunes. LOL
On another note. Or more like, in relation to the title of this post…
With 2237 songs, I had to create several playlists to suit my mood. Recently, I’ve been playing one particular playlist over and over. With 42 songs playing for 2.7 hours and completely describing the flow of my life’s current events in one specific aspect, I named it Catharsis. I’ve listened to it for the past week to aid in purging all of those kept emotions.
Truth of the matter is I know I’m not headed (and will not be) anywhere listening to this playlist just like I wasn’t bound to go anywhere in that specific aspect of my life. From the beginning, I knew what I’ve entered into. I have rationalized it in all possible angles and tried to consider all its consequences. I know it’s not meant to be and I aso know that even to hope for it wasn’t, in the slightest degree, possible. But I still held on for almost six months.
What made me hold on? Perhaps the smile that’s left on my face before I go to sleep and after I wake up. Perhaps the butterflies in my stomach. Perhaps the friendship and companionship on lonely and tired moments. Or perhaps the awakened heart that has long afraid to feel, to risk, to do anything.
For six months, I believe I’ve learned a lot. I’ve grown. I’ve become a different person… more open and expressive. I’ve started to take risks more when it comes to the matters of the heart. More than that, I’ve somehow learned how and when to use the head and the heart in appropriate timings.
From that specific aspect of my life, I have good memories to keep in my heart, experiences to learn from, and a life to get moving forward. It’s about time to let go and face the music.