So I can’t really tell what kind of mood I’m in today. Normally the kind of music I listen to reflects how I’m feeling, but today it was all over the place. I listened to some Sean Paul, Spice Girls, Cheryl Cole, John Mayer, Santogold. It’s been a weird music day. But the actual day was pretty normal. How utterly boring.
This weekend, though it has yet to happen, will be the start of my 10 days of hell. But I will get to see some people I haven’t seen in years and I’m really excited and happy about that. It really makes me remember how much I miss my friends. And how cool is it when the people you haven’t talked to in forever pick up conversation like it was just yesterday that you last saw them? That’s the mark of a good friend they say. I don’t agree but for now it works.
This random guy, a very white preppy guy might I add, on the subway was singing this:
“You're so gangsta, I'm so thug, you're the only one I'm dreaming of.”
So I joined in with the rest of the song. I’ll leave you with it:
"Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do tonight.
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight."
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