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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

music

Isn't it strange how certain songs bring back certain memories or make you think of certain people? Right now, yahoo music is playing Crash by DMB. Crash always makes me remember ring dance, my junior year of high school. I went with Jack Dietrich and Crash was the last song played that evening. Eventhough there were no kisses or great romances beginning that night, Jack and I were the last people on the dance floor, and I always think back to what a wonderful time I was having that evening.
The other day in the car, the Shania song that Travis and I danced to at my wedding was on. It always makes me think of how much I love my brother and how lucky I am to have him, exactly what I was thinking while we were dancing to it then. I had to call him, just to let him know I was thinking of him.
There are a variety of songs that remind me of my girlfriends..."Strawberry Wine" and "We Danced any way" always makes me think of Cirucci (of course everytime I hear it, I NEED to call her, and if she doesn't answer, I sing it to her voicemail). The song reminds me of our friendship and us freshmen year, crazy and innocent all at the same time. I can see ourselves in my head, sitting in our pjs, singing it at the top of our lungs in her old bedroom after she had received the cd from Dennis for christmas that year. When I hear "No no no" and "Woo Ha" I remember all the times we spent in the basement at crow. It's not about the boys anymore, and looking back, I'm not convinced it ever was.
The song Wen and I dubbed the "drawbridge song" always brings me back to that spring break we shared, crying, laughing, driving, and just dealing with all of the twists and turns life was bringing us. Anything by the indigo girls makes me think of Wen as well, especially when we shared our room in Apple.
And then there's my times at theta chi. "The General" always brings me back to those nights in Carl's bed at the house, where we would lay awake talking and listening to the boys next door argue. I remember the smell of the room, and how all of the boys in the house made me feel part of their group, and how in love I was with Carl.
My time in FL can not be defined by one song. There are songs that remind me of Fantasyland people, and fun times. Mindy loved that Greenday song, and everytime I hear that, I remember driving across the MD line, on my way home, crying, because I truly had the time of my life (as cheesy as that sounds). Min and I also re-wrote a Dave song, which always makes me smile, and of course I always remember leaving Jelly-Rolls, dancing down the boardwalk to Livin on a Prayer!
Enough of my walk (or listen) down memory lane...back to work.

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