  This movie rocked my world when I was twelve. Anna, lovely girl that she is, took the morning (and most of the afternoon, to be honest) to carefully explain the finer points of radicals and midpoints to me.
We went to The Rocket, and it was glorious. There were tons of people there. One little girl was sitting in a corner wearing a Hutton Elementary (my grade school) t-shirt. She looked exactly like a pre-adolescence Robin, red hair and all. She looked lonely, so I mentioned that I went to Hutton and she flashed the biggest smile in the history of 7am.
I was browsing through my old MP3s today, deleting stuff I am ashamed I ever downloaded (i.e. that damn Matchbox 20 song I still can't get out of my head; "baby, baby, baby ...") I came across either the best Alternative-Christian Rock song ever or the worst. I guess I can't actually name any other Alternative-Christian Rock songs, or Christian Rock songs for that matter.
It's been on my computer for a really long time. It's called 'One Girl Revolution' , has bongo drums, and includes lyrics like; " I'll shot the shot-- bang!-- that you hear 'round the world ". I'm pretty sure I downloaded it after I saw Cadet Kelly (prior to Duff's sellout) or some other family-friendly made-for-TV movie. The song continues to haunt me. There usually exsits a clear line between sucking and not sucking in the music department, as far as I am concerned.
And this should, by all measures, suck. But something in the bongo drums and the line " I declare my independence from the critics and their stones/I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone " brings me back to when I first liked this song. I distinctly remember it was burned on some CD I made, and I would play it when I went running. I would play it before school. I would play it when I was doing my homework. I would dance around my bedroom to this song. And it sucks!
I should recognize this! But I don't! It's not just 'One Girl Revolution' . It's not even this song that's bothering me, not really. It's that it represents all those fucking junior high ideals that I can't get rid of. Affectionately... Anna 
