Bob Seger - Roll Me Away

"Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise. And pretty soon my heart was singin'"

-Bob Seger

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Sometimes I wonder if things are really in black and white. My best friends today are Lucas, Peyton, Nathan, Haley, Mouth and Rachel. My words aren't poetic anymore. I found this piece of paper in Joe's desk drawer that I wrote some thoughts on and it was really interesting. It just reminded me of how I used to be. Was that person normal or what, because I actually don't remember how I was in middle school. Even before then. I have all these great memories of elementary school but I have no idea what my personality was like or how I could ever yell at Janine's friends for being bad friends (yeah, apparently I did that). I just can't remember, more can't think of myself starting a confrontation or attracting attention to myself. I mean, I'm outgoing and I have a bunch of friends, but I just don't know where that girl went. I was the salutatorian of my kindergarten class and I was Brookdale's first President. I feel like I know who changed me but I can't put the blame on anyone, what would it do? It certainly wouldn't change anything, affect that person, or make me feel any better. I lost the power to stand up for myself, instead I gained a great amount of patience. I tolerate just about anything. Sometimes that's a good thing, but when someone is hurting you, mentally, physically, emotionally, whatever it is, it's bad. I like to dance, I like cliff jumping, I like having friends surrounding me, I like working, I like being in love, I like driving in a car with no destination with my dog at my side - but where is that person when I'm here? All of those things are still in me, so why can't I just let them out? Am I really that scared that someone won't think I'm funny or smart or friendly? And what do I care if they think that? I need to embarrass myself. I need to let people see the real me, my thoughts, who I am, how I became who I am, and I need to stop being afraid of the past. I am still that little girl who stood up for myself and I'm tired of being nice.

Dateline NBC - Back To Woodstock

The latest pictures from my Pentax. I can't believe some of them go back to winter break. I also can't believe how many cemetery pictures there are. Enjoyyy.

My Morning Jacket - One Big Holiday

So we have this channel at my house called HDNet and it's just a continuous stream of concerts and musical performances. I just watched Bonnaroo 2004 and I saw My Morning Jacket perform this song and my dad and I really enjoyed it, I hope you do too.

Cornelius Brothers - Too Late To Turn Back Now

So...Arizona...we meet again. You are still lame.

A couple nights ago me, Joe, Nick and Mark saw a pretty awesome National Geographic scene outside Mark's house. First there was a skunk dangerously close to Joe's car and then a curious cat came out of nowhere and started chasing/following the skunk. It was very cool. 

I can't believe this niggah was found with cocaine in his system! Actually, I'm not surprised.

Well, I wanted to write more since this is my first post outside of NJ, but now I can't seem to find anything worth writing about. My mind is too consumed with iChat and Joe.

Hall and Oates - You Make My Dreams Come True

The Postal Service - Natural Anthem

Pictures from Joe's birthday. We went to the Meadowlands Flea Market in the morning (hence the picture of figurines), then everyone came to his house for a nice BBQ and Waldo-finding, then off to Sayreville for a nice skate sesh. I think Joe had a happy birthday, and the sunset wasn't that bad either.