Music Makes My World Go 'Round & High School Reminiscing

MESSAGE: Well, Blogger worked fine for one day and now I can't get my photo button or font buttons again. I guess I am one of the lucky ones. They are having such bad database problems that some people can't find their blogs! I realize they are having problems but it's been like this for nearly two weeks except for when I did the Janet post. I had some pictures to post for this next topic but I couldn't do it as you all know. Now I see why people complain about Blogger. If they don't get themselves together than I'll have to find my blog a new home.

OKAY NOW FOR THE TOPIC. I hope you will still enjoy it...

" Music makes the people come together…
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel…come together…
Music makes the people come together…"

--- Madonna's " Music "

Know that song?

" Music " is a song that sticks in your head all day. You know those songs that you only have to hear the chorus and for the entire day you're singing it? Music is my entire world. I love music. It became my best friend when I was old enough to understand lyrics and sounds. I can sing. I love to sing, jump around and dance to my favorite kinds of music. It doesn't matter what you put on. You can put on old school R&B and I'm happily grinding to the soothing sounds. Put on the (Rolling) Stones or Dire Straits and I'm banging my imaginary electric guitar. Put on Michael Jackson and I'm skipping all around the room or either I'll opt to take a mental slow dance to " Liberian Girl " in my mind. Put on Prince and I'm wailing to the top of my lungs to " When Doves Cry ". God, that's a beautiful song. Put on Madonna and well…Bootsy gets a little crazy. But I beg you, just put on the best and I'm rocking and rolling to just about anything as long as it's REAL music.

Anyway, I was listening to Guy's " I Like " from ' 88. I love that song! I tell you that year was great for music. I was in elementary school then. Bobby released his debut. Al B. released his debut. Damn, Keith Sweat released his debut! Talk about a jamming good time. So as I was listening to Guy I thought of some old school days. I've been thinking a lot about high school and the incidents that happened then. That is what music does to me, makes me think and brings back memories I wouldn't have been able to conjure up otherwise.

I have also been thinking about school because in 06' it will have been ten years since graduation! Now that is really weird for me to realize because it only seems like yesterday since I was sitting with my friends. I mean, it's been an entire decade? I just can't believe that. It shows how fast the years go. That's why we have to make the most of them. I do, by celebrating music. High school was a strange time. You see in elementary school and middle school I was kind of awkward about being tall and overweight, etc. In high school I became pretty popular. I had a load of friends and people looked up to me. I truly began to find myself. My confidence level still wasn't as high then as it is now but I was learning to accept myself.

Ah high school. It seems like only yesterday when the guys were pushing us against the walls trying to molest us. Remember when a boy would just grab you in the hallway and try to kiss you? You'd screech, smack him and call it a day. Then that same boy would write you a lover letter and the grammar would be so bad you had to ask one of the slower kids to explain it to you? Yep those were the days. I remember the stupidest things horny teen boys used to say, " Stacy you got some nice big balloons can I touch them, huh, huh can I? " I have to laugh thinking of that. But hey high school boys wouldn't know tact from gas. And how come the finest boys were always in the slower classes? I never understood that. The finest boy in school would always be that dude who was 21 and still in the ninth grade with you remember? My friends would be like, " Ooh Stacy he's so fine! Girl he got his own car, he works at Mickey-D's! " I would be like, " Yeah but the MF is still sitting in the ninth grade! I mean if you are old enough to go vote in the presidential election after you leave school in the evening something's wrong with the picture! " LOL, but he'd be fine. I mean the finest boys were always the dumbest ones and they were always the first ones trying mack! The smart girls were always cute but the smart boys were always Urkel look-a-likes weren't they? And what was so pitiful was that they actually thought Urkel was cool!

Ah and the jocks. Who could forget those no-playing, arrogant, muscle bound apes who really thought they were going to play pro ball yet couldn't even spell pro. Those were the days. And what about those damn honor students that got on everyone's nerves? The ones that spent the school year trying to get you to sign up for after school activities. The ones you ran away from when you saw them coming? And they were always so cheerful weren't they? On Monday mornings you'd be dragging in and they'd be smiling, " Good morning! " Like you actually wanted to be in school. I chuckle about it now but I almost punched a couple of those flighty chicks back then.

I have no beef with the teachers because I barely remember them.

It's just fun to stroll down memory lane isn't it? I don't know if my school is having a high school reunion or not. I don't know if I would go if they did. I didn't want to see those people then why would I want to now? Oh yeah, to gloat maybe. Hee, hee, hee! Guess who became the best selling author? I wonder about my friends and if their dreams come true. I hope they did. If not, I hope they still do. I also hope that many lives weren't lost since high school. I am sure some people I knew then have died, it is so sad to realize that might be true. Anyway, I'm still living towards my dreams. Writing is just one of them. I have an entire bag full of more under my chair. And I plan to make them come true or at least work hard trying to.

Strolling down memory lane is lovely for me most times. And it all begins with the sound of music.

Bye, Bootsy