As a child, I was kinda obsessed with books and music, maybe a little too much for a white girl. As expected, I enjoyed my fair share of pop and also I shook my booty along with Beyonce (back when she was the queen of the bootylicious deliciousness).

As soon as I got my hands on a new phone, with bigger memory, I started piling music on it as if tomorrow will be the last day on Earth. So when Crash and Burn started this morning, it was a good excuse to relive those old goosebumps and feelings I had when I was an 8th grader. I remember the video, which is my personal favorite by Savage Garden, and I remember trying to explain my grandma what was the meaning behind the video.