20 Of The Best 2000’s Tunes Teens Still Know Every Word To

20 Of The Best 2000’s Tunes Teens Still Know Every Word To

Whether it be Disney, Pop, or any music trend from the 2000’s teens still rock it out to all these jams.

If you are currently a teenager or young adult, whether you want to admit it or not, you know you grew up watching Disney, Nickelodeon, and even Teen Nick. Teens from all over the world, male and female, grew up mesmerized by the tunes of catchy pop songs from an array of shows produced by Disney. Though these shows and songs may not be on the top charts anymore, you know you still have every word memorized forwards and backwards. I know I definitely do, and I’m not ashamed of it, or the fact that half of these are on my Spotify.

1. The Hoedown Throwdown - Hannah Montana

2. What Dreams Are Made Of - Lizzie McGuire

3. The Best of Both Worlds - Hannah Montana

4. Big Time Rush - Theme Song To The Show (They weren’t around for long, but every little boy wished to be them.)

5. We're All In This Together - High School Musical

6. Cheetah Sisters - The Cheetah Girls

7. Leave It All To Me - iCarly Theme Song

8. Potential Breakup Song - Aly and AJ

9. Introducing Me - Nick Jonas from Camp Rock

10. Everywhere You Look - Full House (You know you’ve watched Fuller House as well and oddly enough like that theme song too.)

11. I Found A Way - Drake and Josh Theme Song

12. We Rock - Camp Rock

13. Cinderella - The Cheetah Girls

14. Determinate - Lemonade Mouth (You know you watched this one.)

15. Nobody’s Perfect - Hannah Montana

16. Follow Me - Zoey 101 Theme Song

17. Make It Shine - Victorious Theme Song (Where Ariana Grande got her start!)

18. Whatever It Takes - Degrassi Theme Songs (Everyone has seen at least one episode of this iconic show, along with the multiple theme songs.)

19. What I Like About You - Theme Song To The Amanda Show (Yes we all watched Amanda Bynes and liked her before she was crazy.)

20. If We Were A Movie - Hannah Montana (Girls you know you sang this with your crush in mind.)

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To Percy Jackson, I Hope You're Well...

Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Heroes of Olympus are both series which helped shape my life. I want to share my love for them here, with you.


Two days before I moved from New Jersey to California, I had a late night at a friend's house. Just a few miles outside of my small town of Morris Plains, his house was out of the way and a safe haven for myself and my mother during a harrowing and strenuous move. My father had been across the country already for almost two months trying to hold down his new job and prove himself. His absence was trying on me (at the tender young age of nine years old) and my mother, and we often spent time at my friend's home, as our mothers got along well.

That night came the time to say goodbye for the very last time, and as our mothers were tearfully embracing at the door, he ran up to me and shoved a book in my hands. Bewildered and confused, I tried to give him my thanks but he was already gone - running away in a childish fit that expressed his hurt at my leaving more than any words he could've said. I looked down at the book in my hands. It was a battered copy of Rick Riordan's "The Lightning Thief," with its binding bulging slightly out in a strange fashion, the cover slightly torn and bent, and quite a few pages dog-eared. The book wasn't in good condition, but I took the time to read it. I was ensnared and enchanted by the lurid descriptions of mythology, of the lovable characters of Percy, Annabeth, and Grover, and the upside-down world they lived in. Over the course of the move and our eventual settling into our new California home, I devoured the series adamantly, reading "The Battle of the Labyrinth" almost five times in the fifth grade and eventually finishing out with "The Last Olympian." The series accompanied me through a difficult move and a whirlwhind of early puberty; by that time, Percy and friends I knew intimately as my own companions. When the series ended, I happily parted with it, and began other literary conquests (namely in the realm of classics).

After an almost year-long break, I re-discovered the series in sixth grade. I hadn't realized that there was a companion series to the first, in fact, a continuation - The Heroes of Olympus. I lapped up "The Lost Hero" and "The Son of Neptune" with greed, and eagerly awaited the arrival of "The Mark of Athena" the following year.

One of my most vivid memories of middle school was sneaking downstairs the morning of the Kindle release of "The Mark of Athena", sneaking past my parents' bedroom as stealthily as I could in the wee hours of the morning to get my kindle and immerse myself in the world. I believe I finished it in about two days. For the next two books in the series, I followed the same pattern: get up early, read it as fast as I could get my hands on it. "The Blood of Olympus", the last book in the series, came out in my freshman year of high school. After finishing the second series, I shelved my much-loved paperbacks for good, and turned myself to other literary pursuits. I eventually relocated to Virginia, and went to college. Percy and friends were almost forgotten until my first year at the University of Virginia.

I was devastatingly alone my first semester at university. I didn't know what to do with myself, entombed by my loneliness. However, at the bottom of my suitcase, I found my old Kindle Paperwhite, with both of Percy's series neatly installed for me. I made a resolution with myself: I would reread both series, reading only at mealtimes where I sat alone. By the time I was finished, I wanted to see where I was compared to when I started.

Re-reading the series was like coming home. It was nostalgia, sadness, and ecstasy wrapped into one. I delighted in revisiting Percy's old haunts, his friends, his challenges. However, it was sad, knowing I had grown up and left them behind while they had stayed the same. It was a riveting memory train which made me look forward to meals, and eased my loneliness at school. Gradually, as the semester progressed, I was reading on Percy's tales less and less, as I found my friends, clubs, and organizations that gradually took up more and more time.

I still haven't finished my re-read, and am about halfway through "The Blood of Olympus". I've come a long way in the almost decade since I first received that tattered copy of "The Lightning Thief", and I still have some ways to go. So thanks, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Jason, Piper, Reyna, Nico, Frank, Hazel, Leo. Thank you for growing up with me. I'll never forget you.


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