Dear Diary,
I am extremely exhausted tonight, but it's been a mostly good day. It started with the weather forecast predicting 60 degree temperatures later in the week, and ended with a fantastic sing-along with Richard Marx out at EPCOT's Eat to the Beat Concert Festival.
I like Richard Marx, but I am not, per se, a "fan." I do admit to having 2 cassette tapes, though, and even bought a more recent CD and bonus disc a few years back. To be honest, I always thought he wrote a good lyric. And he retains the same tenderness in recent years that he had back in junior high. Well, when I was in junior high, not him. The album I bought most recently has a song called "Falling" on it that I really enjoy. It's one of my favorites, and not just among RM repertoire, but among ballads.
But other than that, Mr. Marx will always remind me of a certain lad in junior high from whom I received my cassette tapes. A young boy with the same initials as Richard Marx. I was over the moon for this boy, and when he finally asked me to "go with him," I was elated. And imagine my excitement when the next day he bought me a gift. The sad thing was that he originally bought/brought me an LL Cool J album which I was unable to accept because of the language. So the next day he came back with two Richard Marx tapes. I listened to them tirelessly, imagining the other RM singing each song directly to me. Those were wonderful days. They may have even been gifted with a necklace. I can't remember.
Unfortunately, my relationship with RM didn't last awfully long. It was probably a couple weeks later when I gave him the necklace back, and I'm pretty sure I saw it on the girl who's locker was next to mine, a few weeks after that. Ah, Junior High Romance. I wonder why that's popping up so frequently lately. First Drakkar, now RM.
We'll see what curiosities tomorrow should hold...
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