I never appreciated The Fugees when they were at the height of their career. Now, I'm listening to The Fugees and Lauryen Hill now. It's amazing how you evolve over the course of years, months, weeks and days. To think, when I first moved here, I didn't even listen to contemporary music, I only listened to the music of my parents, the old 60's to 80's vintage rock. The only tapes I had were, as I faintly remember, The Monkees (who are still straight pimp..ask anyone!), Mickey Raps(don't ask) and The Lion King Sing-A-Long(another classic.). Granted that vintage rock is truely good..and I grew up on it, not like these bitches at school that are wearing Jim Morrisson Tshirts, and The Doors shirts. The only reason you even fucking know The Doors is because of Morrissey. And the only reason you know them is because people like..Jimmy Eat World(no offense, I like them.) credit them with influencing them. For God sake's people. Well I just went off on a tangent I didn't need to get on. But really, people evolve so much. For instance, Amanda. When I first met Amanda, she was a nerd. Let's face it, a bookworm, goofy girl. But we were inseperable. Now, Amanda is a hot mamacita, who now goes off at any site of a piece of ass she can get. But if I looked like her, I would be doing it too. Hmm. Let's do another example. Janese. When I first met Janese I was basically like, " What the hell is she doing in Drama? She looks too shy. She's shyer than..something that is really shy!". I remember going up to her once and she was just staring straight at the ground. I bet she got a really bad impression about me. But I think I kept trying to make friends with her, I don't really know why though. Maybe I knew we would get along eventually. I don't even remember how Janese and I became friends. I think maybe it was the beginning of this year. We had Spanish together, and we sat next to each other, because everyone else in the class was..to say the least, people we didn't want to associate with. And now, I couldn't see not being such great friends with Pimp Janese. See what a transformation it is? It's a metamorphosis.Where this post was headed, I'm not so sure. I've been listening to love songs almost all day. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I want to listen to a love song and think of a certain someone..but I have no idea who that someone is supposed to be. I'm not lucky like Amanda to have guys swooning all over me. And I'm not blessed enough to have a great guy like Adam, like Janese does. What am I looking for? And if I did find it..would I recognize it? But if I did recognize it...would I pursue it? If I pursued it..would it last? And if it did last..would I want it to last? I think I'm indecisive. Or crazy. I'm not sure just yet..hm..
Strumming my pain with his finger,
singing my life with his words,
killing me softly with this song,
killing me softly with this song,
singing my whole life with his words..
killing me softly...with his song..
........more crazy. Going towards crazy. All sixes and sevens this one.
