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Sunday, December 26, 2004

Chick Flick Like

Final Christmas card count: 14

Zit Count: ZERO BABY!

Had a chick-flick-like moment driving from point B to point C tonight. New hit song on the radio came on that I, like I am sure tons of "popular" music/radio fans, totally related to. Broadly relatable songs are the reason they call them "popular" after all, right? Don't care if you think that's gay. It was a chick flick like moment for me. Stop rolling your eyes, damit. To make a more vivid picture of my chicky moment I was singing loudly & drinking Starbucks, at a stop light (In my new socks..below).

"Right To Be Wrong"

I've got a right to be wrong
My mistakes will make me strong
I'm stepping out into the great unknown
I'm feeling wings though I've never flown
I've got a mind of my own
I'm flesh and blood to the bone
I'm not made of stone
Got a right to be wrong
So just leave me alone

I've got a right to be wrong
I've been held down too long
I've got to break free
So I can finally breathe
I've got a right to be wrong
Got to sing my own song
I might be singing out of key
But it sure feels good to me
Got a right to be wrong
So just leave me alone

You're entitled to your opinion
But it's really my decision
I can't turn back I'm on a mission
If you care don't you dare blur my vision
Let me be all that I can be
Don't smother me with negativity
Whatever's out there waiting for me
I'm going to faced it willingly


Joss Stone

If by some chance you made it through all that I will tell you that I'm sad that my holiday weekend is over, but I realize I have another one to look forward to next weekend. I also have an out of town friend coming in on Wednesday. (Yipee!) Can't believe it's going to be 2005....I got to Virginia in 1998..thinkin' it might be time to move soon? We'll see. I don't exactly have a plan and I think Holly will deny my submitted request to vacate. In the mean time I'm looking forward to a decent 2005, meeting lots of normal people, and attending a shit load of weddings.

I went to another bridal shower today. This one was the old neighborhood crew that I grew up with in elementary school. I think I'm the 2nd oldest out of a humongous group of girls. Seemed like everyone there was engaged or married but me. What if I don't get married until I'm 40? I'll have to start borrowing people's kids for Christ sake.




4 Comments:

At 8:28 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm counting on the kid borrowing.

lova

 
At 8:43 PM, Blogger Jammie J. said...

I like it when a song just fits ... it's a rockin' moment.

Wait, how old are you? You have a couple years before you hit 40, right? Just stop thinking about it.

 
At 8:46 PM, Blogger Jessiedc28 said...

Jeanette - I am trying to stop thinking about it. How do I not? It's such an annoying thing to be an over thinker. ESTP - damn that T!

 
At 6:56 AM, Blogger Compulsive Lizzie said...

You'll be getting the CD soon. I'm running to the post office today . . . ok, I just made that up, but, um, now that I said it maybe I will!!!

 

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