I'm becoming that person.
You know, the one you can't really tell whether they are talking to themselves? Or crazy? You think, are they talking to me? Should I take my headphones out and listen?
To clear the record, I'm mouthing the lyrics along to my iPod. I've retired reading lately because I don't really have a book to read and also because I have some freaking awesome music on my iPod lately. Yeah, I realize it's all super cliche and popular right now but I like what I like, k?
Some of my playlist faves:
Lily Allen ("Fuck You" & "The Fear" & "Who'd Have Known?")
Kate Nash ("Mouthpiece" & "Foundations" & "Skeleton Song")
Adele ("Chasing Pavements" & "Hometown Glory")
Duffy ("Warwick Avenue" & "Mercy")
Mia ("Paper Planes")
Katy Perry ("Self Inflicted")
Colbie Caillat ("Bubbly" & "Realize")
Ingrid Michaelson ("Far Away" & "Overboard")
Jason Mraz ("I'm Yours")
It's something about those Brits that make me forget I'm surrounded by people as I lipsync "Fuck You" while cruising over the Manhattan Bridge.
Trust me, I'd rather actually sing out loud.
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