Music Monday #3

Welcome to another music Monday. This week is without a doubt going to be about Port Blue, a side project of Owl City's Adam Young.

I know a lot of people that don't really like Owl City... and I also know a lot of people that don't like Adam Young because of his overnight fame with the song Fireflies. And yet there are also people that don't like Owl City specifically because Fireflies is so overplayed. The song that I'm assuming you're currently listening to (at least, I sort of assumed people would click play and read while they listen) is arguably my favorite song by Port Blue.

surreal .

I literally just had the coolest thing happen to me. I was sitting in front of my laptop, I had Port Blue playing, and I was comfortable and at ease, chatting with someone. All of a sudden I felt this flood of chills run from the tip of my head to my toes, dancing through my heart and soul like an electric current snaking its way through the universe. It was one of the most surreal experiences I have ever had.

I've explained before that those chills have always represented God's presence in my life. I didn't discover until sort of recently. But luckily I now know. This was the strongest that they have ever been, the most I have ever gotten them, and the longest they've ever lasted.

family dinner .

You may read this title assuming that this post is going to be all about the joys of home, the family dinners that occur, and spending time with the other Gobat's. However, this, this is where you are mistaken. When coming to college I encountered a whole new bunch of people. In a sense, these people have become my Clemson family. In particular, the guys and a few of our neighbors this year have really become a family.

exhaustion .

If I could recreate last night's ridiculous post, I totally would. And I sincerely apologize for the lack thereof of one, haha. Not only was it posted on the wrong blog, but it was indeed a mess of letters and attempts at words... I promise I wasn't drunk, only deathly tired ! Architecture can just wear you out sometimes !

...i don't think any lyric can really describe the madness of yesterday..

studio culture .

Now this is something familiar: spending the night working away in studio. One of the amazing things is that there are so many people here, I'd say maybe a good quarter or third of the people who are in my year. I was talking with another fellow architecture student in my year, and we were discussing the way we have to work and function, and the way it is viewed by people outside the major.

I'm pretty sure most everyone knows that architecture is a difficult major. Clemson even has a really good program, and thus it can be assumed that it will simply be that much harder given the high expectations of the program.

halfway .

I woke up today not even able to fathom how it could only be hump day of the week. Pretty nuts. Although I think the weeks tend to drag on longer the more time you spend awake. And given that we have interim reviews Friday, yeah, sorta been awake longer than I would like to be.

But this is what I signed up for, and while the work is sometimes tedious and always stressful, I still somehow love it! We are certainly a strange bunch, architecture kids.

procrastination .

Okay, well I really should be working on my studio project. I have an interim review on Friday, and we have a lot of stuff to get done. Hopefully if I am productive tonight I won't have that much left to do for Friday. I got quite a few hours before it's even midnight, and yet here I am of course, putting it off more and despite the fact I've been sitting in Lee Hall for half an hour, I have yet to start anything. I don't think I'll ever fully understand why it is so hard.

And thus, my procrastination morphed into a decision to post a blog. However, then there was the problem of what to post about. I looked at my list of things on my sticky notes of what I should write about and nothing really jumped out at me. And so I'm probably going to just go on and ramble about things.