It took me 111 days to go from song 1 to song 488 on my i-Pod.
Some songs I'd put on repeat, others I'd skip past... still... it withstood a 20 hour car ride in December... and all these mornings where I listen to music as I prepare to head out to school. I guess I might have gone through the songs faster had I owned some sort of transmitter that would allow me to listen to the damn thing in my car... but do I? Nooo. I'm ghetto.
For the first time in nearly 4 months I opened up i-Tunes and checked out the stats on my i-Pod.
It's creepy to see the frequency with which I listen to certain songs all the way through. There were songs I'd only listened to only once (ex. Usher's "Throwback." I think I subconsciously refuse to listen to the song because of the grammatical errors), a couple in the 20-30's count (ex. No Doubt's "Too Late" with a count of 28. Yeah, I dig the song and it bums me out real nice), and one... well... it's in a league of its own (Cafe Tacuba's "Eres" with a grand total of 78 times. Yes. Yes. That song has unbelievable power over me... plus, there was this entire episode I went through last year and it was that song that got me out of the hole I was digging for myself. I also listen to it to laugh sometimes because Chase and Leky say it sounds like a song off a porno). However, the count helps me pick out what songs to drop off the i-Pod.
I then started deleting songs to make room for some newer ones on the i-Pod. Some songs I'd missed adding the first time around, while other songs I'd added out of pure stupidity ("maybe I'll learn to like it").
This time, I added English songs that aren't "sung" by either Tupac or BSB (great range I have there, huh?). Still, Spanish songs grossly outnumber English ones... and I wonder why my Beaner accent sneaks up on me from time to time during conversations. I'm surprised I can articulate any idea in the English language after noticing this shit.
I also added songs that aren't depressing. It's amazing the different degrees of depression certain songs bring about in me.
-Aww... I remember hearing this song Thanksgiving of 1989!
-Man... I'm gonna die alone...
-Dude... why'd this singer have to die?
All that good stuff. I put PCD to make sure I'd have something to at least bounce my head to (I almost said "ass" but refrained from it... because I'm really not all about shaking my ass... and especially not like a Pussy Cat Doll... those girls are made of rubber or some shit) and some NAS to rap along to (cause I'm tired of getting weird looks from people after singing the first line of Tupac's "Hit 'Em Up."
"I ain't got no mutha fuckin' friends. That's why I fucked your bitch, you fat mutha-fucka!"
Yeah, way to impress the fellas. Might as well keep it a little tamer with this guy, NAS. Plus, he has that one song, Virgo... it does a great job getting stuck in my head and I really don't sound like a hood-rat when singing that one).
Apple claims Nanos can fit 500 songs. Bullshit, homies, bullshit. I only managed to shove 494 songs (of those, I think maybe 80 are in English. Hahaha! Bad, AnoMALIE! Bad!)... in other words, NOT ENOUGH!
I don't listen to nearly enough music... and this 2 GB restriction doesn't help.
I lead an exciting life, I know.
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