"I'm miles from where you are..."

I absolutely LOVE the song Set the Fire to the Third Bar by Snow Patrol (feat. Martha Wainwright), featured in "Dear John". I'm also very excited to see that movie. The lyrics are so perfectly fitting. :
"I find a map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from "A" to where you'd be
It's only finger lengths that I see
I touch the place
Where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases
Of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
There words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are
I, lay down on the, cold ground, I
I pray that something picks me up
And, sets me down in your, warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until, exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in
I'm miles from where you are
I, lay down on the, cold ground and I
I pray that something picks me up
And, sets me down in your, warm arms
I'm miles from where you are
I, lay down on the, cold ground and I
I pray that something picks me up
And, sets me down in your, warm arms"
Honestly... so pretty. I could listen to it on repeat for a very, very long time. So I definitely recommend you listen to it, sw?

Gaga Ooh La La

Successful weekend. Niggy's house was so much fun! "Look at Kyle...!" Goodness gracious, I don't know why everyone was so hilarious. But shout out to my girls, SNOOKS and Niggy! Hahaha ;) oh! And I'm not really a fan of Jersey Shore, but everyone else is and I had a great idea... JERSEY SHORE PARTY! Everyone must dress up like a specific person from the show, or just straight up guido. It would be ultimately great. Mmm The Beatles just came on. I'm sleeping on a small bed tonight with a dog that doesn't belong to me. And I smell like summer; I went tanning tonight for 45 minutes (its a slow tanning bed) and I put on the Moraccan Oil I'd used over the summer to enhance my suntan. Which I'm trying to replenish. My midterm exam tomorrow is for la clase de Espanol. Aka, yo estoy screwed. Sra. P is a doll, but I totally tune her cute little voice out. I know nothing and am struggling with studying. I cannot wait for school to be over. Summer cannot come soon enough. But leave me alone Bloggy, I need to teach myself the entire Spanish language quick. Say... what!

Art, Purposeless

The title explains all.


This just in... while the Droid is the epitame of awesome phones, it is still not a computer and disables uploads. So, I must wait to use a computer to add my art work to this post. I know, try to contain yourselves and lull your anticipation. Til then... say what?

How Smells Trigger Memories

I know this seems random, but I've recently been very interested in figuring out how smells trigger memories. Over the summer, I went to the beach with E Scream. I had to buy face wash because I'd forgotten mine at home. I stopped at the Rite Aid just before the bridge into Ocean City and bought a Neutrogena Transparent Facial Bar. If you'd asked me, then, to describe the smell, I wouldn't have been able to. I used it the entire week we were there and came home. It's been at least six months since then. I just bought myself another bar yesterday. If you were to ask to me to describe the smell now, I would immediately say "it smells like the beach". Which is not true at all. To you, it might remind you of something totally different-- in-fact, I highly doubt it would remind you of the beach at all. This is a prime example of how smells trigger memories. I got really interested in why that happened, so I decided to do a little bit of research on it.
"A smell can bring on a flood of memories, influence people's moods and even affect their work performance. Because the olfactory bulb is part of the brain's limbic system, an area so closely associated with memory and feeling it's sometimes called the "emotional brain," smell can call up memories and powerful responses almost instantaneously.
The olfactory bulb has intimate access to the amygdala, which processes emotion, and the hippocampus, which is responsible for associative learning. Despite the tight wiring, however, smells would not trigger memories if it weren't for conditioned responses. When you first smell a new scent, you link it to an event, a person, a thing or even a moment. Your brain forges a link between the smell and a memory -- associating the smell of chlorine with summers at the pool or lilies with a funeral. When you encounter the smell again, the link is already there, ready to elicit a memory or a mood. Chlorine might call up a specific pool-related memory or simply make you feel content. Lilies might agitate you without your knowing why. This is part of the reason why not everyone likes the same smells.
Because we encounter most new odors in our youth, smells often call up childhood memories. But we actually begin making associations between smell and emotion before we're even born. Infants who were exposed to alcohol, cigarette smoke or garlic in the womb show a preference for the smells. To them, the smells that might upset other babies seem normal or even comforting."
Source: http://health.howstuffworks.com/smell3.htm
I hope you found that as interesting as I. I'm adding artwork to my next post, so be sure to check it out! Say what?

The beginning.

So I'm starting a blog. I don't know why. I don't know how. I don't know if anyone will even read this. But welcome to 2010, I might as well, right? This post is going to mainly focus on my new key necklace. Snooks, The Good Time, and I all put money together to buy it. It's adorable, and perfect... I even said on my twitter (savannahwatkins) that "I've recently acquired an interest in birds, telescopes, and old keys." Odd, I'm aware. But it truly is a great necklace. I can't wait to pass it around among the three of us. And tonight will be fun... we're all sleeping at The Good Time's house. Hopefully Mama Lo is going to bake for us. Until next time... say what?