Random Reflection #1

Writing clears my soul. Some of this wont make sense, some will sound pathetic and well...you're free to take your own spin on all of this.....

So here I sit with my headphones blaring my new favorite, 'If I had the money money, would you love me love me love me. If I wasnt somebody like me....Ive made mistakes that I can't erase....." It just helps to reflect. Sometimes life is meant to be thought of deeply, so here it goes:
Im thankful those in my life that can forgive me. There's things I want to say and dont really know exactly how to say them. I cant form words to express how I feel toward everyone...it just kind of sits there. Compliments mean the world and I got enough last week to last me a really long time. It makes me cry because truthfully, Matthew, you guys are the friends that everyone wants but no one deserves. So this is when I bust out the Akon - "As life goes on I'm starting to learn more and more about responsibility, I realize everything I do is affecting the people around me, So I want to take this time out and apologize for things I have done, And things that have not occurred yet"

My life revolves around friendships...and well, the bus these days. Sometimes I laugh my head off, because I'll sit down with my hands in my lap, coat folded nicely in my arms and then the guys board. If you've ever ridden the infamous city bus, you'll know that it stinks, it's stale with the hot air from the heaters and there's about a bigillion people crammed into one tiny space. So this week, I board and gasp for any cold air that might have entered when the door opened. Im claustophobic so that makes it worse! And down sits two guys, crammed on both sides of me. Im all tense and there the two guys sat, legs spread out, shoulders sprawled...I really wanted to say, "If you wanted to sit in my lap, you could've asked!" ....haha, my biggest thought was, "Man couldnt they have been the chippendales?"

Okay, so random thought # 899: I believe that tears can relieve some heartache. Freedom Writers for example, we sat there in the Vorlet living room dripped with sadness--now that's devoted friendship!

I get chills when I hear a sad song, think about the soldiers, or listen intently to a real-life love story.

CNU had one of the best parties I've been to in a long time. It wasn't anything spectacular, but surrounded by friends in a house full of strangers, and somehow that's okay. Everyone is nice, makes me pretty happy....even if I did chant, "Gay is Okay!" haha. And duh, I've mastered the Barrel Roll, all by myself! :)

Most people rave about their view. I mean, look at Josh, he's got that lush Drill Field, and Matthew has ducks in pond, right? So what does my window reach out to? A damn parking deck! But I have to say, I get a big kick out of the security that rides around in circles up here on the top, there's about 5 cars, do you really think there' someone hiding up there? Today theres a black guy that's standing out of his little white car. And what is he doing? He's a break dancin fool! He's Jumpin around.....ooh the things people do when they think no one is watching!

Ive talked about it for weeks, but that new group State of Shock has some totally awesome songs! Along with Old Crow Moutain show--beware, it's bluegrass!

I never thought it would happen, but I actually miss driving my car around! Me in the open road, I wish I could multi-task with my camera! There's something about the leaves that make me smile! I want to capture that natural beauty, just to have it during the dead winter.

Okay so in the past week, I've heard repeatedly that I am basically a country hick, but totally random and hilarious...so I'm a funny country hick? that's opposed to the ones that aren't funny! It's not just umbrella that I say wrong. Older is pronounced wrong, apparantly ya'll shouldnt be used in sentences and the list goes on!

Those girls just don't know half of it. If they laugh hysterically for me busting out the Space Jam soundtrack in the middle of the lunchroom, then damn...they are in for a real treat! They should've been there for the bread-stick showdown in the middle of the Olive Garden parking lot, that traveled all the way down broad street! haha hhahaha!

My room smells like popcorn. It's seeping out from under the door and moving its way down the hallway. Ooh the Aroma!