Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Nick Pitera

I really, really like Nick Pitera. Mahn that guy is talented.
I first heard his Les Miserables cover and was amused by it. I never looked for it again, but I accidentally found his Disney medley and fell in love. Heh, he even sings better than me.
If you've never heard him, go now to YouTube and type him in. I suggest you try his Disney medley first though.

Oh, and to support him, go get his first original song "Better Days" on iTunes. It's really amazing.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Owlsome English

To make my Writing studies more interesting, I'm going to use my new vocab words in an owlsome phrase. Game? Ok, here we go!

"If Owl City tickets start selling, I'll buy mine with alacrity."

"I wish I had an array of Owl City albums."

"I can deduce from all the interviews of Adam that he's a real sweet kid. <3"

"I encumber my friends with non-stop talk of Owl City and Adam."

"To make music as a living must have been fraught with doubt at first for Adam."

"Though most of Adam's lyrics seem haphazard, the way he places his thoughts and the pattern of his music is actually rather ordered."

"My fandom for Owl City is incontrovertible. ;)"

"The lyrics of some of the best Owl City songs are quite inexplicable. Take Fireflies, for instance."

"The flow and beat of Adam's songs are ingenious."

"I am sometimes laggard in leaving the house because I hear an Owl City song playing on the radio and stay to hear the end."

"Owl City provides sustenance to my musical soul."

Torrid (burning with passion)-
"My love for Owl City is torrid."

"I will traverse the world to meet Adam."

"Owlsome fans are ubiquitous during Owl City concerts."

"Owl City is very near to being at the zenith of his career."

That was awesomely fun.

Owlsome Jenna, out! ;)

Sunday, April 21, 2013

True As The Sky

Run up the milky way and show me the stars
Drive through the dark in meteor cars
Trust me to come, I'm as true as the sky.

Glide past the planets, stop when you can
Show me the wonders of this starry land
Bring me along, to hear the stars sigh.

Orbit the sun, leave your shades on,
Don't go away, until hate is gone.
Lead me along, show me the way.

Bring me the stars, luminescent bright,
Bursting in flame, lighting the night.
I will watch on, I will not stray.

Bring out the wine, made from the moon
Drink it until the stars start to swoon
And fall from the sky, in one raining blaze.

Play comets' games, shoot past my view
But don't stray away, I'll be looking for you.
Don't make me look through the Milky Way maze.

Bring me back home, let's take a break,
See I have a thirst that adventures can't slake.
But come back for me, when I start to sigh.

Come like the wind, like you once said,
When you rescued me from the thoughts in my head.
Trust me to come, I'm as true as the sky.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013


While waiting for my friend Nico to be finished with his homework, I was re-reading all my old blogs... I was laughing so hard.
By myself.
Don't worry, the Fort is used to me cracking up alone. :P
Now. To lunch!

Owlsome Post...

This is Blogger. This is me. I don't have much followers.

Owwwllll Cityyyy!!!!
I've been going on an Owl craze. Listening to his music, watching his old interviews... This is all thanks to http://emptylootbag.wordpress.com/ for introducing me to Adam's music.
The thing about Adam is that his music is... different. He can sing about a thousand bizarre things and still come up with one emotion. (Though I'm not quite sure what emotion I got when I listened to Fireflies)
Another thing that drew me to him (the first thing) was when he sang with TobyMac (The First Noel) and I found out that he was christian. I mean, how cool is that? My respect for him shot up, and I decided to become an Owl.
One of the best decisions of my 15 years.
I really like his old albums, like Maybe I'm Dreaming, Of June, and Ocean Eyes... Of course All Things Bright and Beautiful. The Midsummer Station was the first album I had in my iTouch, but his music had gotten more mainstream.
I realized then that there were "two" Adams. The young one and the older one.
I fell in love with the music and the magic of the younger Adam. His surreality and passion for music drew me to listening to his old albums over and over again. There's always a sense of surprise behind his eyes.
The older Adam's songs make sense. They're not as absurd as the others. He's obtained a more placid personality, where the surprise in his eyes is a bit dulled. I hope he's just trying out this phase and will go to another genre in his next album. Mainstream doesn't fit him.
But I have faith in him. That he would go back to being the Adam who's music I love.

And now. Can I tell you the far-fetched dream of my heart? The echoes of my confession will only resonate around the untouched rooms of my mind... Unless my followers suddenly decide to look at my blog. D:
Ok, here is my dream. I know how to play the violin a bit... I'd like to get better and better at it. It's an instrument I would love to spend time and effort to learn. I was wondering if, when I get really good, Adam would let me play for his band. Just a thought. Why not, right?


Sunday, January 27, 2013


Born of reverie
Made of air
Wrought of symphony
Strewn with care

Shaped in love
Boundless soul
Gold above
Crack made whole

Seen by all
Felt by few
Like a call
Pure and true

Joy so wondrous
Strength though painless
Hope so ponderous
Beauty nameless

Known by birds
Friend of whales
Without words
Head or tails

Finally named
After thought
Never tamed
Music wrought

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Rat in the Roof

This blog is wholly dedicated to the rat that's been crawling around the ceiling since the monsoon rains. My sister learned that the best way to shoo it of from one part of the roof was to turn on the light that it was nearest to.
We thought it died a long time ago.
But now, three weeks later, I heard it IN MY VERY ROOM and (sorry to say) ran shrieking all the way out. Wouldn't it be horrible if I was lying on my bed thinking about the ways of life and that THING comes crashing down on my face? Eck.
Honestly, though, I wish it would find a way out, because I'm not so keen on having it stink up the whole place when it dies.
I'm so sleepy, but if I turn off the lights, who knows what it'll do? *shudders*
Well, happy night to the rest of you.

Ratomnia = when you can't sleep because of rats