I play Neopets too much.
No. Not really.
I just play it instead of writing here because I'm vegging out.
...and that's just plain nice to do.
So here I am playing my usual stuff to add to the massive amount of Neopoints I've accumulated in my Neo Bank and a song comes on by Nickelback called Photograph. Heard it? I love that song. I reminds me of back then:
Then ... when I had a boyfriend that wore dark glasses and had very long hair. He played in a band called the Cremators and I loved his family. He thought I ws a cool girl - I loved that.
Then ... when I was the only sober one at parties and people tripped out because I was this punk chick that didn't drink or get stoned (anymore). It probably bumbed them out because I didn't drive either.
Then ... when H.S. math was a major problem and the teachers (almost) all sucked and school was (mostly) crap - but I graduated anyway...without going to some continuation school like so many other people I knew.
Then ... seems not so long ago, and like the song, I can practically relive it just by thinking of stories and looking at pictures ( a sober mind goes far...)
Anyway, that's what this song makes me think about. Growing up in Orange County, California.
Here's to good memories et al, and keeping them forever.
Cheers!
Anyway, here are the lyrics...
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
11 speaketh.