spearhead

i honestly made a point to dislike everything he liked.
not because i was spiteful, just because i didn't really have a more effective means of getting over it when i was eighteen.


three years later, sure, we made up in our own extremely awkward manner... probably mostly because we both loved her the most and knew she wanted us to get along. and we did, genuinely, while actively avoiding the obvious elephant in the room (which, i suppose, was the fact that we tried dating on multiple occasions, but again couldn't find a means of getting along properly as two civil people should). there was no spite between us before it ended. i don't think. iguess i'll never know, because he's gone now.
and he played one song once over and over again one night... or maybe it was a summer afternoon when we chased geese.. i don't really remember, i just remember the song "oh my... oh my god... oh my.... oh my god".

i don't remember much else to the song.

i downloaded it onto my computer though, and it was just one of those things i never tried disliking because good music remains good music in your heart of hearts, regardless of what your mind tries to tell you to do.

and i never really cared for the new spearhead song... i didn't even know it was michael franti till i saw his name at bumbershoot and saw them sing it when they were opening for jason mraz.
and now, to add on to it all, it plays on the radio all the time.
and now that i know, and now that it has a different meaning,
i listen to the words.
and the words are good.
here's to the crazy crazy life- this is when i saw it live (but unfortunately did not see this close):

the real video's good too.
check it out, since i can't add it to my blog properly:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eoaTl7IcFs8
sweet.
k.


off to figure out what i'm going to do with my life... some more...
love.