At one time I was a starry-eyed 18 year old who had it in her head she wanted to be a marine biologist, and thus set forth to UNCW before she got her head on straight and decided to be an English major. It was only a few months, but this is pretty much the soundtrack to my freshman year (or part of it..) It's a little idiosyncratic, mixing together the sort of top 40 stuff I was coming out of and the more alternative stuff I was moving into. Some of my friends were from the East coast, and all seemed light years ahead in musical tastes from the midwest.
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