I just love to sing. I sing every day, and then I get mad because I’m the most horrible singer ever. I don’t know how people tolerate my voice while I’m jammin in the car or how my office-mate can concentrate when I’m singing along to Bruno Mars Pandora. But I sing anyway. Back in the day when my friends and I had Rock Band parties (cause we’re cool), I always wanted to sing (and play drums cause drums are awesome). When my friends and I went on a cruise two summers ago, I sang “Baby Got Back” on karaoke because I know almost all of the words. Karaoking has been present at both of my graduation parties. I think it’s my Filipino blood. There’s just something about karaoke that all Filipinos love. My mom breaks out the karaoke machine when she’s bored at home. Not kidding.
I remember watching the making of this music video on MTV (back when MTV meant Music Television, not trashy reality TV depicting all the reasons why other countries hate us). I’ve been an Xtina fan for as long as I can remember, so when this song pops up on my NSYNC Pandora, I pretty muh pretend I’m in the music video.
I think any girl roughly around my age was a Lizzie McGuire fan, this making every girl around my age obsessed with this song. Hilary Duff is one of the few Disney Channel stars who kept their lives together after leaving Disney. I’ve always loved HD. I remember I brought this CD on a vacation with friends, and I left it in the CD player in the hotel. I was devastated. Of course I went and bought another copy.
This is one of the first boy bashing songs I fell in love with. It’s so catchy. It’s hard not to jam out to this song. I always feel very sassy when I’m singing this into my hairbrush.
When I was in elementary school, I made up a coordinated dance to the chorus of this song. I don’t remember all my slick moves now, but the ones I do remember are performed when this little gem comes up on my phone.
Okay, so I was a good girl growing up. Some would say I still am now. So of course I would love a song about a good girl wanting to be bad. I always felt rebellious listening to this song, even though there was nothing for me to actually rebel against.
Britney was my very first girl crush. I used to get pissed when people spelled her name wrong. I remember I was at my aunt’s house listening to this CD, and my baby cousin got a hold of the little book that came with the CD and ripped it in half. I started crying. My love for Brit ran that deep. I always like to try to incorporate a chair in my hairbrush performance of this song, though I don’t quite remember all of Britney’s moves from the video.
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