Holy moly that was an intense 72 hours, but VERY worth it. On Friday I flew to Stanford for an epic homecoming and played the fun game of partying my face off while also trying to write a memo due today at 6pm. The weekend was bomb diggity and last night and today were not so fun mostly because I hadn’t slept, I hadn’t worked out, and I had consumed copious amounts of Treehouse nachos. My god they were delicious. Oh right, and I hadn’t written my paper.
Anyway, the whole point of telling you all of this is so I can ask this question: Do you ever wish your life was a musical?
I left school today after having just turned in my memo and per usual I put my headphones on to listen to music while I walked to the bus. There’s something about leaving school or work everyday that just automatically makes your life a gazillion times better. The trees are greener, the sun is shining brighter, and the music coming out of your headphones is effing awesome.
Today I listened to En Vogue’s “Free Your Mind” and per usual I had to resist turning my walk into a jammin’ two step. Here is how my walks from school to the bus stop usually go:
“God this song is awesome. I really want to dance, but I’m not in the movie Center Stage right now so it would be inappropriate. Man that truck is cool looking. It would be cooler to do a break dancing move on that truck. If I were Rachel Barry right now, I would sing this song so well while leaning dramatically against that Toyota Camry. After that I’d go hang off of that pole and belt out a power ballad. That’s probably when my back up dancers would come in and we’d break into the most epic sequence of dance moves ever just to celebrate the fact that I left law school for the day. Man that would be awesome. I wish life was a musical. Shit, I missed my bus. Daydream over.”
I don’t always have the “I wish my life was a musical” experience. Sometimes whatever song I’m playing takes me back to a happy memory and I just day dream about every detail.
Last week I listened to “Hey Girl” by OAR. I hadn’t listened to their album “Any Time Now” in ages and it took me straight back to senior year of high school, when a bunch of us went to the OAR concert at Washington College in the Spring. I remember every single detail of that day: how excited I was, how long it took me to pick the perfect ribbon to match my spaghetti strap tank top and jean skirt, how long it took me to pick out the spaghetti strap tank top and jean skirt (turns out not all jean skirts are created equal!). I remember the bus ride. I remember being grateful we had a dry season for lax so I didn’t have to drink to be cool (true nerd fashion here). I remember my friend Will would only play OAR songs in the car the entire month before the concert. He even bought me the CD so I could learn the songs better in preparation for the concert. I remember going to Wendy’s as a group and ordering my standard Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger and Chicken nuggets off of the dollar menu. I remember talking lax with Regan almost the entire bus trip there. I remember panicking when I realized I had lost my ticket and then relaxing when Will told me he had more. I remember getting home just in time for curfew. I remember being so happy with my life at that point and wondering how anything could ever be better than this.
Every time “Hey Girl” plays, I can think of nothing but that day for the entire 8 minutes and 13 seconds the song is on. It always makes my day better and it always makes everything okay. And that’s what I love about music.
Tags: law school, memories, music
