Thursday, November 26, 2015

Songs


                                    
Ready for a new elvish word? (I should make a page for them all)  Well, like it or not, here goes: Lina. Which means song. 
         I was tagged by Maddie and now must do the following:

         1: Tag a couple of other bloggers to do this tag (let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog). 
         2: List the rules and include the button in your post: 



With that out of the way: 

First song that comes to your mind: 
'Don't Stop Believing'. And guess what? I've never actually heard the real song. WHAT?! I know, shocking right? I've only ever heard people sing it. Not even the whole thing. 

A song that always makes you happy: 
I know its random, but 'The Water Buffalo Song' from Veggie Tales always, without a fail makes me happy.

A song you hate:
I cannot truthfully answer this. I dislike a bunch of songs, but I don't think I hate any. I dislike
'Gangnam Style' is the worst ever!!!  And I really don't like 'Whip My Hair'.  You start singing that, and I might just poke my eardrums to death. Or yours. Just kidding!

Favorite romantic song:
"The Boat Song', by J.J. Heller. 

A song that brings back memories:
'Into the West', sung by Annie Lennox as the credit song for 'The Return of the King'. My little sister Rebekah loved that song as a baby. No matter what was wrong, if we turned that on BOOM! she wouldn't cry for ages. I remember holding that tiny 12 or 13 month baby, rocking gently to the music. She was so adorable! 

A song you have been playing on repeat:
You will never guess... 'I Love My Lips' also from Veggie Tales. *laughs hysterically* pretty random, right?

Favorite song by your favorite artist:
'Lullaby' by J. J. Heller. It is so beautiful. Right now, she is my favorite artist. 

Weirdest song you like 
'Lydia the Tattooed Lady' sung by Groucho Marx, and Bing Crosby.This song cracks me up.

and All time favorite song:
Me: "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!?!? A FAVORITE?!?!? *hyperventilated breathing*
Myself: "It's just a song calm down!"
I: " Are you kidding me? just a song?! what are you talking about?!!
Me: "I can't do this! I can't do this!! Just ONE?!?!?!?!?"
I: " alright, Myself, it looks like you're on your own!"
Myself: "what? wait, guys! Actually, that's not really possible, since we're all the same person."
Me: " 'well thanks for bringing up such a painful subject! While you're at it, why don't you give me a paper cut, and pour some lemon juice on it? We're closed!!' "
I:  "I just love it when quotes like that actually work!"
Me: "I know! me too! we must be twins!" 
     Oh wait, you really want to know? well... I don't have one, is the moral of the story.  
But, I like:
'Arwen's Vigil'
'Kung Fu Cello Ascends'
'Bring Him Home'
'Jesus We Love You'
'Mission Impossible'
'Don't You Worry Child'
'Rolling in the Deep'
'Moonlight'
'By Your Side'
'East to West'
'Give Me Jesus'
'Who Can Compare To You'
'Have Mercy on Me'
'Prayer for the Church'
and 'Among the Poor' are some. If you want to know the artists, just ask later. Ta Da! I'm done.
                             Namaarie Melonim 
Oh wait, I have to tag someone else. Oops. ummmmm... how about my sister, Abi, and my cousin, Vincent

Monday, November 2, 2015

Gurth, Nierme, Nwallya, a Cartel

Four new elvish words... any idea what they mean? Maybe this will help:

Tears.
how can you tell?
when do they come?

Tears. 
is it the light gone form your eyes?
is it the slip of your mouth?
does your chin tremble?
your eyes blink?

Tears.
 when do they pour? 
how can I tell,
they are coming?

Tears.
is it the pink that floods your cheeks?
or is it the white that blots them?

How do I know you're thinking of him?

Tears.
do I see them glisten in your eyes? 
or is it...
possible...
I'm crying too? 


Still no clue? Tears is the second word. Pain is the third. Rose is the fourth... Death is the first. 
Tomorrow my family and I enter the third month of time that my littlest brother has no longer been with us. (You can read about his life here at my parents blog.) The point of the blog post may seem obvious. I hurt. I lost my baby brother. But I don't want it to be that. I want it to be joyful. My brother, Mark-Jerzy Marcelino, got to live and breathe on this earth for fourty hours, surrounded by those who loved him. Not for a single second, was he not loved. Who am I, to wish for more? 
                      



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