meredith is crazy. i love her, but she's crazy. she's a hippie, "retired scenester" (as she calls it), vegan, preschool teacher and garderner extraordinaire. she's also my co-teacher.
in our class, we have 2 hermit crabs, named harry and sally (yes, the kids picked these names, knowing nothing about american pop-culture, cute, i know). in fact, my favorite joke to play on meredith is to call her and tell her that one of the hermit crabs has died. she cries, and i have to tell her i'm kidding.
recently, we acquired 25 tadpoles. meredith loves them more than the children i think. so i was not surprised when last night at midnight, she called me from the cats cradle to ask me to drop off my key so she could feed the tadpoles. it was 12:40am when i got there. crazy.
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now in addition to her present hippie situation, meredith is also a roadie for Ted Leo and the Pharmacists. she's a groupie to many other bands, but she actually tours with these boys.
this fun fact got me thinking...i wish i could really switch places with someone for a week. would i like it? if i gave being a vegan a chance from inside meredith's body, would i like it? i know, there's a movie called freaky friday which explores this concept...but that's hollywood. i'm talking about real life here. maybe i should try to be someone else for a week and see what happens.
i feel like i need a new perspective on life. maybe it will help me accept people for who they are and stop hating so much. it's eating me up. i realize that people don't like me either. people who were friends aren't anymore. and it all just sucks. so maybe being someone else will open my heart.
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Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionaire in Bel Air
Could I have been Lost somewhere in Paris
Could I have been
Your little brother
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone
He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me? Then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am who am I
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
And thrill at it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?
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