You know it's the Pop Era when even me, a person who was almost discriminately loyal to alt. rock, someone who used to avoid radios like the plague, now listens to Boom Boom Pow about three times a day.

...Not that I asked for it, of course.

But it's hard to run away from radioplay.


Let me explain: OK see somehow a CD managed to find its way into our classroom and take (permanent!) residence inside our class radio. And no, unfortunately, that CD was not a work of any legendary bands that I love.

...It was...*cringe* the pop hits of 2009.

Yes, well, I was cringing. But it has been a week and I've listened to the Black Eyed Peas and Lily Allen and Britney Spears and Eric Hutchinson and Pink and Taylor Swift and The Pussycat Dolls so many times to count...I think they're actually...*gulp* growing on me.

No, honestly. On Monday I'd made up my mind to start a rant on love songs, due to my loathing of Taylor Swift's 'You Belong With Me'. And I had it all scripted out, too. But then I got sidetracked, and by Friday, I liked the song. I mean, I liked how it was sang, and I like Taylor Swift: always have. I still don't like the meaning, though.

But it goes to show how easily songs can grow on you, feed off you. Like leeches.

I still kind of like/dislike Boom Boom Pow though... XD

But I've always LOVED Lily Allen. haha, Lily Allen ftw!

And while I'd been bordering the dislike territory from neutral, now I really love the Pussycat Dolls. Epic vocals. Plus, they didn't rape Jai Ho, they made it epic. ... Epic-er.

And of course, Eric Hutchinson's 'Rock and Roll' is my new drug X3

Plus, looks like I'm not the only one who gets the subliminal message in 'If You Seek Amy' ;DDD
lol, join the legion of perverse minds! We have cookies.


But of course the reason I'm telling you all this, is because that CD actually entertained us for five whole days and made lunchtimes a lot more enjoyable and leisurely and... pub-like.

I mean, the entire setup was only missing a bartender and disco lights. It already had the rowdy boys singing (hollering) at the top of their lungs, complete with animated gestures,

"People in the p l a c e

If you wanna get d o w n

Put your hands in the air

Will.i.am drop the beat now"



I turned to the chair next to me, said sagely, 'Yeah, I thought so too. This classroom has turned into a club."