The 10 Days of Paramore – Oh Star
Day Five
So I am a pretty superstitious person. (ooo…that sounds conceited, correction: pretty as in very). Avoid black cats and walking under ladders. God help the person, other than the Chinese takeout guy, that touches my fortune cookie. I extend this same irrational belief and zeal to wishes. We’re talking eyelashes, seeing a digital clock turn 11:14, making a wish before I blow out the candles on my birthday cake (oops i didn’t do that this year). Hmm, oh and every year I lose about $10 in change to fountains. A small price to pay in comparison to the last night’s ritual, when I woke up super early to watch one of the three biggest annual meteor showers, the Leonids (the Perseids are in August, next one is the Geminids in December..ahem nerd alert).
Super tired and drastically underdressed, I only stayed awake long enough to catch a glimpse of two meteors. Now counting the latest two, I’ve seen over 50 shooting stars. I know a few people who have never seen one, but I can tell you even after seeing 50, I still ooo and awe, like its the first time. Something weird happened last night though…for the life of me, I could not think of anything to wish for. I’d like to say that the reason why I did not know what to wish for was because my life is so rich and fulfilling that a wish would’ve been unnecessary, but haha that wouldn’t be the truth. Wishing on a shooting star, to me, is nothing like throwing a penny in a fountain. Those wishes have to as equally extraordinary and special as the shooting star itself. Let me clarify that the kind of things I wish for are not so much of the “I-hope-I-win-the-lottery” variety. They are more like little things I hope for my life or for myself. But last night, I guess I just choked. I guess that’s why I like today’s Paramore song. To me, it’s a reminder about dangers of indecision and not knowing what you want.
If My Life Had a Soundtrack 