Sometimes I crave things that are bad for me, and right now it's my Linkin Park CD that I bought in 9th grade. Why? Because it was so good in 9th grade. It could be totally random. A tune could pop into my head that I haven't thought of in five years and I have to race home and listen to it right away. Maybe it was mainstream corporate America trying to pry into teenager's wallets with commercially approved "rebellious" lyrics and purchased melodies but, but, but...shut up!
I don't like Linkin Park's new stuff. I would rather listen to the Backstreet boys than Bruno Mars or Nicki Minaj. I could pop my Backstreet boys Millenium CD in my walkman and be 13 again. I wasn't a stupid a 13 year old as my sister thought, listening to my Backstreet Boys album. I knew back then that my days of being able to like the Backstreet Boys were numbered but I secretly hoped I would love them forever just like I vowed to always hate those in grades younger than me.
I used to think that I would always hate anyone more than a few months younger than me because they would forever be underclassmen and how could I possibly stand underclassmen ever when they were so moronic? But now that I am feeling very old I wouldn't mind shaving a few years off my graduation year. It's a good thing most people outgrow being moronic underclassmen, well some people, about half of all people. It's not something I miss, yet I listen to these songs and it is. How can I be nostalgic for a time period I so desperately wanted to outgrow when I was there?
I don't like Linkin Park's new stuff. I would rather listen to the Backstreet boys than Bruno Mars or Nicki Minaj. I could pop my Backstreet boys Millenium CD in my walkman and be 13 again. I wasn't a stupid a 13 year old as my sister thought, listening to my Backstreet Boys album. I knew back then that my days of being able to like the Backstreet Boys were numbered but I secretly hoped I would love them forever just like I vowed to always hate those in grades younger than me.
I used to think that I would always hate anyone more than a few months younger than me because they would forever be underclassmen and how could I possibly stand underclassmen ever when they were so moronic? But now that I am feeling very old I wouldn't mind shaving a few years off my graduation year. It's a good thing most people outgrow being moronic underclassmen, well some people, about half of all people. It's not something I miss, yet I listen to these songs and it is. How can I be nostalgic for a time period I so desperately wanted to outgrow when I was there?
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