And suddenly, I was 13 years old. Sort of. I remember 7th grade dances. I can't remember who I danced with though, and that's sort of bugging me. Hello Alzheimers. I do remember this was one of my FAVORITE songs. It makes me laugh now, because I can't quite remember how my 13-year-old-self interpreted those lyrics. Bah.
I'm almost positive I never caught this particular video on MTV, because it probably would have ruined the whole song for me. Maybe. Or I would have thought they were awesome. Who can remember?!?
It kinda ruins it now. Dang it.
Whenever I drive Noah and his friend home from the dance, I like to ask 20 questions. I'm sure they love it. Their vague answers are a sure sign. It's weird that having a 7th grader makes me feel like a 7th grader...and an old lady all at the same time.
I should volunteer to DJ, and share all my favorite Jr. High and High School songs, I'm sure everyone would love it. Or at least the parents that graduated in 1996 would.