Jul 02, 2006 16:52
I'm at the age where Britney Spears was the cool new thing when I was younger. I had every one of her CD's. Same went for Jessica Simpson (pre-Nick), and the Spice Girls. But then several years ago they were shoved into the darkest depths of my room in favor of Nickleback, Matchbox Twenty, and Michelle Branch. I had been part of the fad and I was done.
Flash forward to today, as I'm on the phone with bff (you know who you are). Flipping through my Something Corporate CD's, I spot the bright cover of a certain Britney Spears CD I haven't listened to in four/five years. I pull it out and begin blasting "I'm A Slave For You" into the phone via my headphones. After initially threatening to hang up on me, my friend ends up upstairs going through her old CDs. She finds the exact same CD, turns it to the track I'm playing and next thing I know we're both singing along to songs we thought we'd long since forgotten. Over the phone. My parents probably thought I was crazy. And it is crazy. But the strange thing is it felt good. I'm not comfortable with my singing voice but at that moment I didn't care. I felt like I was back in fourth grade. It was a release.
I'm not saying I'm re-joining the Britney Spears fanclub, it's not even really about her. But I haven't felt that free in a long time. My friend's probably laughing as I write this (go on, you know you want to) but it's times like these that I'm glad I know her. Because everybody needs somebody who they can be a complete idiot with, and not regret it later.