So this morning I got a terrible song stuck in my head. It actually might have started last night, I don't remember, but this morning is when I started to really sing it nonstop. The song is this:
Which I've shared cause I'm an evil person. (How it got stuck in there is anyone's guess, I might have seen a part of the lyrics on an ad, or said something about age. It's ridiculously easy to get pop songs stuck in my head.)
So what happened this morning after I was singing it nonstop is I actually started to analyze the lyrics. I started to wonder where this person was coming from. Is it so important to act your age? I think if you think it's important to act your age, your a youngster who is trying to be mature. As a 31 year old, I really don't find it important to act 31. In fact I prefer not to.
And who are his friends, anyways, to tell him to act his age? What bitches. Will he start to have a low self esteem because of it? But then listen to the rest. What an immature asshole! I mean, who does that?!
When I realized that I was, in fact, analyzing a Blink 182 song while I dressed and got ready for work I was both discusted and amused. Obviously my brain was overwhelmed by the simplistic and extremely self absorbed lyrics and fought back the only way it knew how. Not by stopping the constant reply of this terrible song, but by finding depth where there is none.
So in this way I'm proud of my brain, even though it put me through hours and hours of bad music.
