Searching for a high school that you know doesn't exist...
Today is April 7. The above lyric is from
"San
Dimas High School Football Rules," by The Ataris. It's kind of a
love
song (or a lost-love one) but I really like the above quote because it
describes me,
in a way. Sometimes I feel like I was supposed to be this cool, bad-ass
girl in high school, and now I've totally missed out on it. I guess the
time went too fast and now I'm wishing I could go back and re-do it,
maybe in a difference city, or time period, or both. I have this image
of myself as a skinny little bitch, with poker-straight brown hair down
to my butt, driving around in a blue Camaro listening to Van Halen. I
think it would be pretty cool to be that girl.
In the real world, I guess I'm still kinda cool. Case in point, last
night I went to see Less
Than Jake with my friends Regan and Alicia at the Toad Holler in Des Moines. I had so
much fun. They played all of my favorite songs and YES, I MOSHED! It
was exciting and scary and fun all at the same time. I took a little
breather and spied Eric, my friend Faith's fiancee. Which was sorta
funny but after I saw him I remembered seeing him in a LTJ shirt
before. (Which he happened to be wearing at the show, thus making him
"that guy," see also, PCU)
In my "All-iPod-songs-in-order" project, I'm
now up to "Clocks" by Coldplay as I'm writing this. I
try to sing along, but since I can't, I just sort of
mumble. Lights go out in a candy place, could not
stop, sheebo waaaayyyy, singin'..." Speaking of
music, I am proud to bring another installment of Rachel's
Stuck in the Head Song of the Day. Today's song is
"Comfort Eagle," by Cake, and it comes to us from Chris. And if the
alphabet is up to its old tricks again, I'll be hearing it
soon, too. | |