Songs

If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. ~Lord Byron



3:04 a.m. 2002-12-27

I love music. I wrote about this before, in one of my first entries. But I always marvel at the power music has over people, including myself. Hearing a certain song on the radio can put me in such a different place than I would be in right at that moment. I am extremely bored, at the moment, so I made a list of songs that affect me like this.

Maria, Maria – Santana

This song always reminds me of the spring dance freshman year of high school. I was dancing to this song while trying to get EBStCP to dance with me. Rather pathetic, actually. It always reminds me though, of that general spring semester of freshman year. For some reason, freshman year seems like such an odd year for me. I guess I didn’t really fit in yet, I wasn’t too sure of who my good friends were yet, I wasn’t too comfortable in school yet. I don’t know. But this song always brings me back to that.

Ms. Jackson – Outcast / Butterfly – Crazytown / All Around the World – ATC

Sophomore year of high school. Nights of lying awake, usually crying, or writing furiously in my journal.

Anything by The Doors

Sitting in Gunn’s basement, playing pool, or just talking. Some majorly good times were had.

No More Drama – Missy Elliot?

Volleyball season…sitting in the van singing this with Jane. So much fucking fun.

In The End – Linkin Park

Most of junior year. Hours of complaining with Alex about how much we hated school, ourselves, our lives, talking about what it would be like to walk in the street without caring if we got hit by a car. Hellish basketball practices and dealing with Evil Coach.

The Ketchup Song - Las Ketchup

I had just been told by my doctor that my hand was *not* broken, and I *could* play volleyball after all. I was almost crying in the car from happiness, and this song came on the radio and I started dancing in my seat. I don’t think I have ever been that happy or relieved.

Probably there’s a lot more, but those are the ones that really stand out.

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