My favorite Indian songs.

Khudaya Khair—from this movie called Billu
Sheila Ki Jawani—from Tees Maar Khan
Chammak Challo
Lucky Boy
Laila Main Laila
Munni Badnaam
Teri Ore
Bolo Tara Ra Ra—Daler Mehndi
Tunak Tunak Tun— " "
Yeh Dosti
Kal Ho Naa Ho
Mauja Hi Mauja—from THE BEST MOVIE EVER, Jab We Met
Pretty Woman—from Kal Ho Naa Ho
More Sawariya
Phir Milenge Chalte Chalte
Marjaani
Nagada Nagada—also from Jab We Met
Jaane Kyun

My contemplative rainy-day playlist.

With some 80s pop thrown in. Sorry, I can't help it.

Father of Mine—Everclear

Santeria—Sublime

The Promise—When in Rome

Down Under—Men at Work

All Apologies—Nirvana

By the Way—Red Hot Chili Peppers

If You Could Only See—Tonic

Salvation—The Cranberries

Scar Tissue—RHCP

Landslide—Smashing Pumpkins

And No Quarter by Led Zeppelin. A great alone-at-night song.

Reflections.

     There's a lot of dress-shopping and clothes-shopping and everything-shopping since it's the end of the year, for dances and graduations and parties and whatnot. And so many permission slips. I love it. I love skipping class so much now. I've turned into this slacker who doesn't try during class or anything. I don't do homework so much. It's just not important anymore. I know next year's schedule already, so what's the big deal? No one cares what grades you get the third trimester. School's over. No one cares. I know I don't care.

     I also realize I've gotten a little manipulative. I don't like that. I've never been like that, and I don't want to start now. I'm hoping camp will revamp my mean and/or self-centered side and I can start school new and fresh.