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Sunday, February 27, 2011

Taylor ♥ Adam ♥ Taylor

I was bebopping around the apartment singing Taylor Swift's "Enchanted" on Thursday when Marie-Claire provided me with some thrilling information.

The conversation went something like this:

Me:  "This night is sparkling / Don't you let it go / I'm wonderstruck . . ." 
Marie: Are you singing "Enchanted"?
Me: Yeah, I love that song! It is my favorite on the whole CD. It is so sweet.
Marie: Did you hear [the guy from Owl City] Adam Young's response on his blog?
Me: What? No! I mean I knew the song was supposed to be about him.
Marie: Yeah, Adam Young posted a response to her on Valentine's Day.

So she proceeded to show me the sweetest blog post of all time. He basically confesses his love to her. And then he covers "Enchanted"! I know, right!? Seriously, you have to listen.

I am posting it here for you guys. The best part of the Owl City version is the end. It's so sweet.

I'm just a little worried about Adam because Taylor seems to fall in and out of "love" a lot. I feel stupid saying that. I just don't want her to break his little darling heart!

He seems like such a genuinely sweet guy. His lyrics are amazing. In fact, I could (and probably will) write an entire blog post just about how much I love his lyrics and the fact that he has his head on straight.

That said, I do appreciate the fact that he kind of put his heart (very publicly) on the line to tell her how he felt. Way to be a man, Adam Young.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Ponte Vedra

Want to know where I'll be in two and a half weeks?

THE BEACH. Spring Break 2011, I am very excited about you.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Porn Pastor

Every semester, our school sends out a little chapel schedule for the next few months. I always scan the sheet, stuff it in my purse, and eventually dig it out to stick in my desk for future reference. 

When I got my schedule this semester, I did my usual scanning and noticed one name that excited me to a ridiculous extent: Craig Gross. 

I had heard Craig speak in 2006 at CIY, and that message was so solid that I still remembered it even after all that time.

So I basically freaked out about the fact that he was coming to chapel.

It may sound weird that I freaked out about hearing from a guy known to many as the Porn Pastor. (He works to love people in the adult entertainment industry, to help people struggling with porn addiction, and to spread the message of Jesus.)

But this is why I like Craig's messages:
Even when he's talking about porn, he's really talking about Jesus and how much Jesus loves us.

You may call me old-fashioned, but I think that's the kind of stuff pastors are supposed to talk about.

During Monday's chapel he spoke about porn. During today's he spoke about Compassion International. But both messages were primarily and fundamentally about Jesus, about his love and his forgiveness.

That's what changes hearts and lives. That's what drove the messages of Jesus himself. It's the only thing that's really going to heal anybody, and it's the stuff I want to hear more of.

Monday's chapel:

Wednesday's chapel:

Craig's site. Craig's twitter. XXXchurch. XXXchurch podcast.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

It's a small world after all.

I don't even have words to describe the bizarro coincidence that Marci and I discovered today.
I will let you read it yourselves.

This is the comment Marci left this afternoon on my blog about the Steve Moakler concert

This is the Twitter insanity that ensued. Keep in mind that Marci and I have never met!
The great big internet is the only thing responsible for bringing us together!

I know, right!? I think Marci got it exactly right when she said "mind blown. #inception"

My mind has indeed been blown. These Auburn guys were literally the only people we talked to at the concert. Sooo crazy.

I look forward to becoming better internet friends with Marci in the future.
Thank you, internet and Steve Moakler for bringing us together. 

Monday, February 21, 2011

Excuse me while I fall for you.

Taylor, Becs, and I headed to Nashville yesterday to see Ben Rector and Steve Moakler in concert.

Let me just tell you, I have such a crush on Steve Moakler. He is so ridiculously talented and adorable. He sounds great on his CD, but he sounds incredible live.

And, seriously, the combo of his voice + his guitar playing skills + his sweet demeanor + his song about his little sister + his lovely lyrics = love on my part.

If you are asking yourself whether he could possibly get more adorable, the answer is no. No, he could not. 

Also, he loves Jesus. And he, like me, was bred in Pittsburgh but calls the South home. I know, right?

Here are a few of my favorite songs of his. (I think "All the Faint Lights" is my number one fave.) You can get all of his music here.

Here I am with Tay and Becs before we got into the venue!

Steve rocking it out / being adorable.

One of the cutest things about the show was that Ben and Steve kept helping each other out for each other's songs. They sounded awesome together. (Also, please note Steve's jaw in this photo!)

One happy surprise of the night was that Matt Wertz was in the crowd!
He joined them on stage for one song.
(Remember last time I blogged about him?)

Yes, please.

I hope I get to see them again sometime soon!

iTunes pages: Steve, Ben, Matt

Friday, February 18, 2011

Sing to me, Adam Levine

Okay, so I've always known Maroon 5 was good. (I mean, let's be honest— "She Will Be Loved" is one of my favorite songs of all time, and Adam Levine is one of the prettiest men on the planet.) Until this week, however, I never realized how truly brilliant this band is. 

Until this week, I had only heard two songs from their newest CD. As I studied for my comm. theory test on Tuesday, however, I listened to the whole thing. And then I listened to it again. And again and again and again. It's BRILLIANT.

You know how when you were in the eighth grade, every love song that you heard on the radio (or through the headphones of your Discman*) seemed to be written about the kid you had a crush on?

Well, I have found the same thing to be true for me as a college senior listening to Maroon 5. Except that the kid I had a crush on has been replaced by the Missouri School of Journalism. Seriously. 

Listen to these Maroon 5 lyrics: 

"I am in misery / There ain't no body who can comfort me /
Why won't you answer me / The silence is slowly killing me"

I know, right? It's like the song was written about my wait for a letter from my dream grad school. And you want to know what it's called? "Misery." Like Missouri.** Get it? Get it? Yes, I've been acting like this all week month.

So I'm going to go try to quit freaking out, and you all should listen to some Maroon 5. It is sent from the heavens above. Of course I put "Misery" first for you all in this little playlist. ("No Curtain Call" might be my favorite. Or "Just a Feeling." Or "Stutter." Or "How." Who am I kidding? They're all amazing.) Let me know your favorites in the comments!

*Remember the days of running with Discmans? (Discmen?) Why didn't we just carry boomboxes on our shoulders? And, why, yes, I just tweeted this exact thought while writing this blog.

**And I tweeted this exact thought on Tuesday.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

All the Makings of a Teen Classic

Confession: I totally want to see Prom.

Awkward but lovable guy? Lockers and late bells? Girl who doesn't get asked? Cheerleaders and chem labs?  End of high school sentimentality? Secretly soft-hearted rebel? Makeover revelations?

Check check check check check check check!
Of course I'm going to see it!

When I first saw the trailer, I thought, "How has this movie not been made yet?"
And then I thought, "Oh, wait, it already has been made. A MILLION TIMES."

I'm not mad, though. There are few things I like more than cheesy high school movies. Especially ones centered around The Prom.

"Who are you going with?" really was the most popular and important question in my high school's hallways between February and May of my junior and senior years.

Both years I was the girl who didn't get asked. No worries, though.
According to Disney, this means I'll end up with some soft-hearted rebel eventually.

Friday, February 11, 2011

It's been a while.

I have been so busy. So busy. This semester is flying by.

1. Happy belated birthday to my favorite dad ever! Can't wait to see you on Sunday!

(Can you tell we like Georgia?)

2. I just want to hear from Mizzou already. I spend 70% of my day thinking about it. Yes, I know this isn't healthy. I go back and forth between reassuring myself that I will get in and bracing myself in case I don't. GRR. And I look Mizzou up on the internet approximately 15 times a day. And I look at pictures, and I read articles, and I drool. Also, I have become quite the Twitter stalker. Forget Facebook. If you have tweeted about Mizzou in the last month, I have read your tweet. If you have tweeted about the Mizzou grad school, I might have bookmarked it. I know. Unhealthy.

I just. want. to go there.

(And, yes, that photo was taken in an undergrad classroom, but I feel like it just says so much about the school. All those Apples? They have their heads on straight.) 

3. Today when I left the chiropractor, I didn't schedule another appointment.
(Background: I began seeing a chiropractor in November because of my leg pain, and he has been amazingly helpful.)

I'm sure I'll go back to him for tune-ups in the future, but I didn't go ahead and schedule because I don't know when I will need to see him again. In the last six years, I have seen eight physical therapists about my legs, and each time I have been discharged for the same reason: they have done all they could do.

But today I was discharged from the chiropractor because he had done all he needed to do. Great feeling.

Here's to hoping I'll be running soon. Hoping hoping hoping. 

4. I guess it's no secret that Tenth Avenue North is good, but seriously. They are good. GOOD.

"By Your Side" from Over and Underneath

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