a night 80's....
"i come home in the morning light, my mother says 'when you gonna live your life right?'"
why, you may ask, am i listening to cheesey 80's music? because, for once, i wanted to write my LJ without depressing music playing. i almost feel my mind clearing as i listen to a synthesizer and a beat that makes me want to throw on some leggings and watch full house. FUCK YEAH! when was the last time we actually put on the 'pump up the jams volume 3' cd and danced around our room with a JTT t-shirt on. oh man, those were the good ol' days. a diary with useless thoughts, a purse that has 4 dollars in it (not to mention that four dollars felt GREAT to have), a copy of tiger beat magazine, and a boys screen name plastered on the front of your notebook. oh man, life was sweet. all you wanted in life was to get the cool seat on the bus and not miss saved by the bell when you got home. i would give ANYTHING to fight with my brother over the games page in the washington post, and actually go outside and PLAY. i love playing volleyball here but then it's like, wait a minute, everyone's getting super competitive and not just playing to laugh. when you get older, it's like a rat race to the cheese. just enjoy the maze goddamnit. for some reason this entry gets more and more peppy (i have moved over to madonna's "material girl") oh god, can you imagine being 15 in the 80's and hearing madonna? i would've crapped myself. CAUSE WE ARE LIVING IN A MATERIAL WORLD, AND I AM A MATERIAL GIRL. well not really. but it's so much fun to sing. you can't get this into rap lyrics. i'm sorry to all you thuggin gang bangers out there, keep your fat joe, i want my 80's. WOOT.
whats wrong with me? hm, perhaps a manic monday?! haha! if you're an 80's fan, you'd get it. alright well, i realize this entry had nothing to do with the drama that has transpired over the past few days. which i LOVE! this music is almost theraputic. but to address the drama. EVERYONE STOP FIGHITNG. life is far too short or can be cut short to worry about petty stuff. i swear, put on some 80's and get a funky half cut sweatshirt. you'll start seeing the world through the rose colored glasses.
oh and a note to someone i know will check this eventually: YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, AND NO ONE CAN REPLACE YOU.
why, you may ask, am i listening to cheesey 80's music? because, for once, i wanted to write my LJ without depressing music playing. i almost feel my mind clearing as i listen to a synthesizer and a beat that makes me want to throw on some leggings and watch full house. FUCK YEAH! when was the last time we actually put on the 'pump up the jams volume 3' cd and danced around our room with a JTT t-shirt on. oh man, those were the good ol' days. a diary with useless thoughts, a purse that has 4 dollars in it (not to mention that four dollars felt GREAT to have), a copy of tiger beat magazine, and a boys screen name plastered on the front of your notebook. oh man, life was sweet. all you wanted in life was to get the cool seat on the bus and not miss saved by the bell when you got home. i would give ANYTHING to fight with my brother over the games page in the washington post, and actually go outside and PLAY. i love playing volleyball here but then it's like, wait a minute, everyone's getting super competitive and not just playing to laugh. when you get older, it's like a rat race to the cheese. just enjoy the maze goddamnit. for some reason this entry gets more and more peppy (i have moved over to madonna's "material girl") oh god, can you imagine being 15 in the 80's and hearing madonna? i would've crapped myself. CAUSE WE ARE LIVING IN A MATERIAL WORLD, AND I AM A MATERIAL GIRL. well not really. but it's so much fun to sing. you can't get this into rap lyrics. i'm sorry to all you thuggin gang bangers out there, keep your fat joe, i want my 80's. WOOT.
whats wrong with me? hm, perhaps a manic monday?! haha! if you're an 80's fan, you'd get it. alright well, i realize this entry had nothing to do with the drama that has transpired over the past few days. which i LOVE! this music is almost theraputic. but to address the drama. EVERYONE STOP FIGHITNG. life is far too short or can be cut short to worry about petty stuff. i swear, put on some 80's and get a funky half cut sweatshirt. you'll start seeing the world through the rose colored glasses.
oh and a note to someone i know will check this eventually: YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, AND NO ONE CAN REPLACE YOU.