Wednesday
SafetySuit's song "Let Go," and Jordin Sparks' song "Freeze" get me every time. You know what I realized today? I realized that I listen to music non-stop for eight hours a day, five days a week. It's how I get through the day. But damn, that is a lot of music.
I also possess the uncanny ability to know exactly what songs my friends would like, and if they specifically tell me they like a song, somehow I can remember that five years later to make a CD for them.
Sometimes I just don't understand my memory. I can forget something that is relatively important but be able to play a conversation back in my mind nearly word for word even if it was from a year ago. And I can remember an episode of Monk from season 1 in 2002.
I remember the shoes I wore when I was five and played little league, I remember the story that a sub told us in 10th grade biology about his former life in Poland, I remember the toy I got in a McDonald's happy meal when i was younger than 10 and we were driving to PA from TX, I remember meeting my principal right before starting kindergarten...he asked me if I knew how to spell principal to which I replied "yes I do, it's p-r-i-n-c-i-pal." And he said "that's right, just remember I'm your pal."
Weren't the early 90s great?
Anyway, I remember far too much. But I can't remember to put my cereal box away to save my life. If you've lived with me, you know this to be true.
And it's hilarious because my parents will forget some things and they say it can be great because when they see an episode of something they've already seen (but forgot) it's like getting to see it brand new!
So I guess I have something to look forward to in the future.
And you know what? It's not my fault that my pantries have been situated far away from the counter on which I prepare my bowls of cereal. It's a long walk.
So to sum up, I love music and listen to it for 40+ hours a week, I can rip you an EPIC CD if given the chance, I loved the 90s and I can never put my cereal boxes away.
This is what I listened to while writing this ridiculous post.
I also possess the uncanny ability to know exactly what songs my friends would like, and if they specifically tell me they like a song, somehow I can remember that five years later to make a CD for them.
Sometimes I just don't understand my memory. I can forget something that is relatively important but be able to play a conversation back in my mind nearly word for word even if it was from a year ago. And I can remember an episode of Monk from season 1 in 2002.
I remember the shoes I wore when I was five and played little league, I remember the story that a sub told us in 10th grade biology about his former life in Poland, I remember the toy I got in a McDonald's happy meal when i was younger than 10 and we were driving to PA from TX, I remember meeting my principal right before starting kindergarten...he asked me if I knew how to spell principal to which I replied "yes I do, it's p-r-i-n-c-i-pal." And he said "that's right, just remember I'm your pal."
Weren't the early 90s great?
Anyway, I remember far too much. But I can't remember to put my cereal box away to save my life. If you've lived with me, you know this to be true.
And it's hilarious because my parents will forget some things and they say it can be great because when they see an episode of something they've already seen (but forgot) it's like getting to see it brand new!
So I guess I have something to look forward to in the future.
And you know what? It's not my fault that my pantries have been situated far away from the counter on which I prepare my bowls of cereal. It's a long walk.
So to sum up, I love music and listen to it for 40+ hours a week, I can rip you an EPIC CD if given the chance, I loved the 90s and I can never put my cereal boxes away.
This is what I listened to while writing this ridiculous post.
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