You know what? This one probably toes the line between sad and funny pretty closely. But I don't care, because I'm sad. And I want you to be sad too. I've watched too many suns cross the sky from the inside of Healy 105. I've made too many footnotes, created too many citation pages, and watched too many friends crumble in the face of final exams. The party don't start till you walk in? Is that so, TheSingingMuppet? Are you sure? Chat rooms don't count as parties.
Next up for TheSingingMuppet: wakes up in the morning feeling like herself. And goes back to bed.
1 comment:
the greatest thing is, while objectively awful, her voice is not out of place in this song (think she actually outsings Ke$ha [ugh] at parts in the chorus).
also, kids today know what being drunk is? she seems to understand the concept of being tipsy. it took me until like... age 13 to realize that people on the Real World weren't just carazy, but rather at any given time nine sheets to the wind (+crazy). kudos to her? her parents? mtv? america? everyone's a winner.
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