College is, as me and Vicki decided...interesting.

Not a very profound statement for a journalism major, but there isn't a better word in the English language to describe it.  It's just interesting. Almost every day something happens that neither bad nor good, but one of those neither things that just intrigues you.

I love my new big sis Lisa! French maids, that's right...

I've never had a song describe the way I feel so perfectly...

"When You Come Back Down"

You got to leave me now, you got to go alone
You got to chase a dream, one that's all your own
Before it slips away
When you're flyin' high, take my heart along
I'll be the harmony to every lonely song
That you learn to play

When you're soarin' through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

I'll keep lookin' up, awaitin' your return
My greatest fear will be that you will crash and burn
And I won't feel your fire
I'll be the other hand that always holds the line
Connectin' in between your sweet heart and mine
I'm strung out on that wire

And I'll be on the other end, To hear you when you call
Angel, you were born to fly, If you get too high
I'll catch you when you fall
I'll catch you when you fall

Your memory's the sunshine every new day brings
I know the sky is calling
Angel, let me help you with your wings

When you're soarin' through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare

I'll still be there
When you come back down
Take every chance you dare,
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

-Nickel Creek

Sometimes I just want to close my eyes and float up into space, where I can just watch everything go by and not have to make any decisions that could hurt me in the end.

Maybe somewhere up there...looks nice.