The Script

Is the British Invasion back again? There is such an influx of good British groups/singers hitting the American charts.

I cannot write about modern British groups without mentioning Coldplay. Were they beginning of the revival of the British Invasion? Has their success led to Snow Patrol and more recently hitting the charts Cascada and La Roux?

These groups, however good, are not the focus of this post. This post will focus on my more recent musical attraction: the Script.

In the past few weeks, their single “Breakeven” has finally hit the big time on the American charts. It is long overdue, having been released in October of 2008. How did we not know about these guys for so long?

I would highly recommend listening to their CD. The twist and turns through the song have left me wanting to listen to it more and more. “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” was actually the first of their songs that I heard.

At work, we hear the same songs every day. For a little while, Charlotte and I would hear this song every Tuesday night. Shazam (the iPhone app) refused to identify it for the first few weeks. I am completely convinced that if it had identified that first night, then this post would have been written a month earlier.

Really though, guys. If anything, check out those two songs. You will enjoy them.

Forgetful Me

Today, my political science class was canceled. We’ve known for several weeks now, and I was even reminded at the end of last week. True to form, however, I forgot and was very confused when I got to class on time.

I had also forgotten (yep, two things in one day, very typical) my TCU ID at home. So I couldn’t go to the library or the student union while waiting for my Spanish class.

I was forced to drive home.

Driving the Xterra with its 15 miles per gallon is just great for my wallet. I am not going to lie, it is going to be nice when I get my new car (and when I say car, I mean car). So much less gas money.

If I didn’t have to meet with my archaeology debate group (if any of them actually show up), then I would seriously consider just staying at home for the rest of the day.

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Paper

The traditional first anniversary present is “paper.” This was created in a time where a photograph was considered high class. We need to update these themes to more modern-day appropriate things.

For instance, today’s equivalent to the then paper would be e-card. Well, that is perhaps just insulting. Maybe we should just drop this tradition as a whole. I mean, eating the top layer of your wedding cake one year after it was made…that is a little gross.

Today is a big day for my shortie and I. I have yet to introduce her into my blog, because this will be my modern-day-equivalent to paper gift. Perhaps it is more of the thought that counts, but rest assured, I got her a real gift as well.

Elizabeth Marie-Louise Gladstone moved to Texas in the summer before her junior year in high school. She was in the marching band at her high school in Michigan, and so joined at her new school. They did not have a spot for her in the varsity show as a flute, but a spot in the colorguard opened up during band camp. Bravely she stepped into a new world. This is where she met me.

I remember the first time I saw her, I was trying to figure out why this girl was standing in someone else’s spot. I remember that someone else had stood there in June. Was it destiny that placed her in the spot in front of me on her first day? I think so. It wouldn’t be for another week that she would join the ranks of colorguard, but destiny already had a plan for her.

Destiny didn’t take another leap forward until about the third week in school, when she joined my friend, Charlotte, and me in our calculus class. Then again when Charlotte dropped calculus, leaving just Liz and I together. This was the beginning of our friendship.

We really didn’t start to get that close until the fall band trip, when we went to Grand Nationals. There, we became best friend and were practically inseparable. From there, things only escalated.

By January, we both had emerging feelings for each other. By February, I was already asking her to date me. It wasn’t until April 11, 2009 that she finally agreed to be my girlfriend.

We by no means have a perfect relationship. Who ever does? But this past year has been filled with the best moments of my life.

Happy 1 year, with many more to come.

The Driving Apocalypse

The past week, every night when I get off work there is construction going on. I am really happy they are not closing the Main Street bridge on highway 121/114 during rush hour traffic, but do you need to do it in the middle of the night?

This is probably very conceded of me, but they shouldn’t close down on my way home. I have a hard day getting from school to work on time and then get crap at work, I don’t need to deal with more crap on my way home! I mean, come on!

People see construction and become like a deer in the headlights. Suddenly they need to stop halfway onto the highway ramp, they need to back up on the service road, etc. It is construction, not the apocalypse.

Moral of the story: be good drivers people!

I swear the world better prepare for when I’m a billionaire.

Let me preface this post by saying, if you haven’t listened to Billionaire by Travie McCoy than you should listen to it before reading this.

“I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad…”

Who doesn’t? This is my question. I do really like this song though. I downloaded it on Tuesday night and keep finding myself playing parts of it through my mind. I love how relatable it is. Who doesn’t want to see their name in lights? Who doesn’t want to buy everything they never had?

I have to admit though, I do feel a little ashamed that we as a society focus so much on money. I really wish that we could just be happy with our social standings. But who am I to judge? After all, one of my dreams is to buy myself a Burberry coat…

Barefoot

Today I am walking around barefoot on the TCU campus. Not because I cannot afford shoes to wear, but to bring to people’s attention that children around the world go barefoot every day.

This event is sponsored by TOMS, which just happen to be my favorite shoes ever. I wear a pair practically every day. So instead of just making it another day that I would wear one of my eight pairs of TOMS, I decided to join people across the nation and go “One Day Without Shoes.”

For those of you who do not know anything about TOMS, you should really check out their website (www.tomsshoes.com). The program is amazing, for every pair you buy they will send a second pair to children in need (generally in Africa or South America, but they have done an American drop before).

For those of you who can’t go barefoot, just go for part of the day. That is what I will be doing since I have to wear shoes at work. I have been looking forward to this day since the beginning of the year.

Maybe I will reward myself with a new pair of TOMS. What do you think?