Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Day 1: "Living On a Prayer"

So today I started this project for my understanding media class. This was the first day that music was not a part of my life. The morning started ok; I used the annoying "beep" on my alarm instead of the radio to wake me. This was done because many times if there was a great song playing I'd be tempted to keep it playing and enjoy the music or sometimes I have had lucid dreams about the song. Usually dreaming about the content of that song. Then I got ready and had Dad drive me to an interview. Dad usually listens to National Public Radio (very boring), so I just tuned out all of the talk coming from the speakers. Nothing special to report there.
The middle of my day consisted of spending time with my grandparents and aunt who had come in for the holidays the previous night. I helped Dad with some cooking and realized that something was missing. As per my request, the usually cheerful Christmas tunes were not being played through the elaborate sound system my father had rigged throughout the house (and even outside the house). This was a bit depressing since it was always something I would look forward to around Thanksgiving time when this part of my family celebrates Christmas. As I had already known, this was going to be a strange seven days without my emotional outlet.
Later my best friend picked me up and took me to Eat N Park for desert to try to cheer me up. You see on Monday I got laid off from my job and have been pretty down. The car ride was less lively than usual since Michelle and I usually play our iPods and sing along with "bouncy music". An activity that helps me feel better. At Eat N Park we enjoyed our deserts and conversation, paying NO attention to the background music. We couldn't hear it anyway. We have a few restaurants that we regularly visit, and most of them play loud music that we love to sing to. Then I came home and started this blog.
By now I would usually be listening to some music to help me feel better about my current situation or express how I am feeling. I have to admit that writing has helped a bit, but not very much. Now to end tonight's entry I will leave the lyrics to a song that fits my mood and situation for the day.


Once upon a timeNot so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Ohh We're half way there
Woah Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday

We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a differenceI
f we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Ohh We're half way there
Woah Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer

We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when thats all that you've got

Ohh We're half way there
Woah Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Woah Livin' on a prayer
(Repeat to fade)

1 comment:

derek said...

I've only ever woken up to the annoying buzzer on my alarm clock. I don't know why. I don't think I'd be tempted to stay in bed listening to the song that woke me up if I did though, I'm not a big fan of radio. Plus, I don't think my wife would like being woken up like that.