asfg My cousin asked me if Britney had a new album. I said "Yeah Britney Jean". He says, "It went #1 didn't it? Every album she puts out goes #1 even after that psycho bitch shaved her head...." Ddd I aint know what to reply.
I remember when my sister owned Let Go by Empress Lavigne and I used to sneak into her room and listen to I'm With You on repeat like everyday. I didn't know there was more than one song on the CD for like a year.
I just never got the point of albums.
Why would you spend $12.99 on that, when you can just buy the big songs you like for $1.29?
asfg My cousin asked me if Britney had a new album. I said "Yeah Britney Jean". He says, "It went #1 didn't it? Every album she puts out goes #1 even after that psycho bitch shaved her head...." Ddd I aint know what to reply.
These were the first two I was allowed to select (at random) from one of those Columbia House music club catalogs:
I didn't end up really liking either very much, but I somehow still felt obligated to listen to them on a semi-regular basis.
I thought CDs were kind of inconvenient and I felt guilty for hardly ever playing them, I preferred watching the music channels on TV. Even then buying music felt like a waste of money. The advent of the mp3 was amazing.