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Procrastinating down memory lane.



My last exam of third year is tomorrow morning. I haven't been studying as hard as I should and i'm a bit scared but not scared enough to glue my backside to my seat.

Anyway, as usual before any exam, i have discovered a new toy, youtube! LOL.
I remember falling in love with this song way back in 1999 or 1998. Back then, Erykah Badu was a phenomenon, Eve was on the verge of blowing up and Jill Scott? Who was a Jill Scott? I remember coming down to Worcester from Boston to watch The Roots perform at the Palladium (of course, now that I live right next to the Palladium no has come to town and when they do, i'm busy. but i ain't bitter. ) Black Thought performed his part and Eve's which was hilarious and then some chick called Jill Scott came and sang Erykah Badu's part. I was mad. Like who are you? Where's Miss Badu? Funny how things change. Erykah Badu has fallen off the face of the planet and now, no one has to ever ask who is Jill Scott, ever. and Black Thought cut his hair off and probably changed his name too but i haven't been following them as closely as I used to. By the way, the first online journal I ever stalked had to be ?uestlove, the drummer.

Enjoy!

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