Lacking

That track is awesome. Really gets the blood flowing y'know. My favorite part is at 3:24 when a crowd screams "Yeah!". It was actually put together of individual tracks that the band's fans sent them. And out came a crowd screaming "Yeah!".

I want to move to a big city. Preferably a city in the States because then I can speak a language I'm good at and also be in a country I've always wanted to be in. My dad just came back from a business (and some pleasure) trip there. He went to Boston and New York. He told me that I need to have a strong sense of identity and not let myself get overwhelmed by the sheer size of the city (NYC) to live there and that I am likely to feel lonely there even if I have friends. I somewhat disagree - I think that since I love spending time alone, I might do just fine there and since I don't have problems communicating with people I think I'd find friends, too. Actually, I think that a huge (even gigantic) city like New York would suit me pretty well. But I can't say for sure for I haven't lived in a place like that for a longer period of time. I'll just have to find out myself someday.
Ah crap, I had this really-really awesome picture of New York on my computer, but I seem to have lost it and I just can't find it on the internet either. It's sad because the picture was unlike any I've seen before. I'd like to have the chance to share it with you.
I wanted to post the picture because it shows one of my favorite things about New York - the brownstone apartment buildings. Or I guess some of them aren't apartment buildings but more like private homes. Something like this:

I'd like to live in a building like that once. They seem homey with them all being snuggled up next to each other and their brown walls and high front doors.
I could go on and on about the city, what I love about it and why I love those things I love. And that must be something, considering that I haven't actually been there. But I'm not going to make this post too long.

I just realized that the song in the beginning of this post doesn't suit at all with the rest of the post's content. Should have listened to that song whilst writing so there'd be some emotional connection, but now it's all wrong. Hope you still get the right feeling about New York when reading this post.

You all have a nice summer and make sure to take time off to spend with the people you love.
O.

Count your blessings

Epic song time!

I kind of love this song. She has this awesome dangerous and threatening voice and intonation that is pretty badass. + I recently heard it in some movie but I forget what movie it was. Doesn't matter.
Oh and I got a job for the summer. I'm the guy who makes pizzas in the restaurant Si-Si. I kind of love it 'cause well, I love cooking as I have previously mentioned. Plus it's nice to have a source of income besides my parents.

Cool picture. Makes me feel homey for some reason.

I'd like to mention that lately I always seem to be excited. Sometimes I know the reasons but other times I'm just excited for no apparent reason. Hmm, sounds ominous. It could be that I'm going nuts but I doubt that. Could be love but I doubt that, too. Well, I do seem to have this extra good mood when this one person pops up in my mind now and then. But it could mean anything. What I know for sure is that I don't know for sure what the reason is.
+ I suggest you read really slow because I'm going to put a couple more songs here and you need to listen to them all ;)
Well, anyways, I'm not going to bore you with talking about that person.

In other news, my plan to get all fives on the report card has failed (this is even more boring... I'm bored writing this!), so that's a no-go.

These airplane pictures are great. They give me this nomadic feeling even though I clearly am not a nomad. And I actually don't want to be one that much. It probably would be a cool experience, but I'm too comfortable for that.

OK, I'm going to wrap this up.

Hope you're having a good time,
O.

Tell 'em

O.

Feel the rhythm with your hands

Cooking is awesome. I just love it. All the smells and sounds in the kitchen are great. The only downside is that you usually don't feel hungry afterwards after spending an hour amidst those smells.

The best thing about cooking for me is the fact that I can make stuff for my friends. Eating is good and it's even better when I can make delicious food for people to eat.
I like to experiment, but I still haven't managed to make an inedible dish so I must be pretty good at cooking. Curry is by far the best seasoning. But when it comes to desserts then it's chocolate all the way for sure. I can't imagine a better thing than chocolate.
Also, cooking is great when done with someone else. It's really-really fun then. I'm going to be having that kind of fun soon enough, I think.

But, keep on doing what you're doing.
O.

Ingenious

This is what reading is all about.

O.

The road

I so want to be on the road right now.  Just drive somewhere. Doesn't matter where. With someone great. I can think of a few people I'd like to go with. Just drive. Spend time in truckstops and gas stations. Drink lots of coffee. And talk - to the person I'm with, whoever she or he might be.

Or fly to a warm place and just chill by the pool, drink beer and talk. Again with the talking - well I guess I like talking to interesting people.

Or go alone and walk the streets of Paris. Just take my guitar and play on a streetcorner. Meet other interesting musicians and street artists and just jam with them. I've seen it happen with my own eyes: two complete strangers from two totally different countries just started playing together. It was in Paris if I recall. 

My thoughts for the moment. 

I'm done.

O.

Rememberance

I just remembered I have this little thing called a blog which needs new stuff in it. So here I go.

Yesterday I got thinking about bass in music (thanks to a person who is loveliness incarnate) and how it gives you this deep feeling inside, this epic, anticipating but also secure feeling. I always notice bass and I love listening to it. But on the other hand I don't feel like I want to play bass myself. I'll stick with the guitar. For example: the song above wouldn't give me the same epic but somewhat sad and also serious feeling at all if it didn't have the bass playing those few notes in the beginning. I just love how bass can create any mood it wishes.
That said I'm going to move on to other matters.
First of all I'd like to say that I'm happy, I really am. There are plenty of things to complain and worry about, but they don't bother me anymore. I know I'll be just fine because those are the littlest, the least important things. What's more important is that I have awesome people. People who put up with my moods and who (as I understand it) actually perceive me as a pretty cool guy, too. I don't mean to sound egotistical, it's just how I understand it. I'm so used to not giving a crap about what people around me think (because I used to loathe them), but now that the new people (who are awesome) are here, I kind of care. True, I mostly just care about what a couple of my friends think, but I care nonetheless. Okay, I have already made my point, no need to continue with this nowhere-getting text.
PS! You are awesome. Yes, you. You know who I'm talking to. I've told you you're awesome before and I'm going to say it again: You're awesome!

I think I've had enough of the word "awesome" to last at least three lifetimes so it's probably wise to stop saying it. Now for some more music:

What a good song. Also suggested to me by the person who is best described by the a-word and who I also previously called loveliness incarnate.
But enough about that person. After all it's not that important who suggested me this song.

I'll try to think of more things to write about in the future, but no-one is interested in my everyday life so no details about that.
There is one thing: I'm a proud member of Kajakas now. I've only been there once and I already laughed my stomach to shreds.
I'm trying to remember this cool phrase I heard today but I forget. Never mind.

Anywho, keep doing what you're doing.
O.