From trash to treasure..or treasure to treasure

Tomorrow night is a night i anticipate so earnestly i can't think of anything else. It is makeover night. I aam ready for something completely different and daring. Since there is no chance of leaving Roanoke permeneantly before next Tuesday, I hope to make myself look different and unrecognizable. I need some renewed confidence, to be honest. Drama wears you out and it shows physically. As i dream big about all the changes I want to undergo just for the fun of it, I realize many of them are completely insane. I.E. dye my hair chocolate brown, pierce my nose with a cute little jewel, get a small (meaningful and nontacky) tattoo, get a perm, chop off my hair in a cute pixie cut, Get hair extensions, and the list goes on and on. As you can see I Dream big and those dreams sometimes contradict themselves. When i told my mom of my plans, she stamped many of them with an " absolutely not" response.

The list was condensed to the few I will actually undergo- Different haircut, second hole in my ears, and maybe dye mi pelo slightly darker.

And viola! From trash to treasure...or treasure to treasure..unless you consider me white trash :)

The bare necessities..the simple bare necessities of life

Don't you miss the days of Jungle Book, Tarzan, and all the other non- princess disney movies?! I remember i wanted to be Jane horribly! Who wouldn't? She plays around and explores the woods with apes (And her perfectly toned jungle Man) and when she is in trouble- Have no fear! Tarzan is always near! If only life were like that. The other day Dan came over and we took a walk with my gorgeous dog, Boudreaux. Being the rebels that we naturally are, we let Boo off his leash and run wild, as wild as a civilized dog can be. In the spirit of the rebellion, we (carefully) skipped across the creek on a fallen tree, swung down from a vine, and ran around with no purpose in mind. We were simply running. We had no idea where to, but we were going there fast! It was the most fun I've had in so long.......

Just a story I thought you'd enjoy! For this once, I'll leave the deep philosophical parallels up to you to create and explore......Just like Tarzan and Jane :)

Does light illuminate the dark or does dark cover the light?!

City lights are so beautiful. I'm one of those freaks that adore the man made splendor more than the natural shimmery lights that are thrown sporatically across the night sky. The city lights flicker and glitter but they are on every night int he same place. It reminds me of friendships between southern ladies- no matter the changes they face, they will alaways face them together. They comfort each other and are always within reach. I'm convinced you can't find a relationship with that much dependability and loyalty up here. It must be something in the mountain air.

So, lights. Though I could stare at both city lights and stars for hours, they both comfort. The city lights remind us of the bustling lives that surround us. We aren't alone on this earth. However, the stars remind us that we aren't alone in a sense that we are being watched, pursued, and protected. Either way we aren't alone. If city lights ceased to light one night, we would not be alone....We would simply have to look up to know that for a fact.......

Guilty until proven innocent; useless until proven legitimate

Don't you hate it when someone is talking to you and yet you can sense they are totally uninterested? They couldn't care less what colleges you are looking at. It is just a rule written in some book I have yet to find that at a certain age, every adult must ask you about your future. I despise and love that word (future) at the same time. I love the mysterious nature of it. No plans can ever be solidified. No dreams can ever be secured. So, what happens if you have no plans?

As I try to reason through this world I'm about to enter called "college," I have to admit I have no idea what I'm doing. I have simple dreams that I created solely from the thought of "That'd be fun to do" but that's it. There- the secret is out....I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with this thing called the future. Best of all, I'm totally content. I could list a billion jobs that I could do and a trillion that I can't but either way- I wouldn't hesitate trying them. It's even humorous to play with people's minds when they ask about my plans. I will tell people different responses than I told them five minutes before. It's hilarious to watch this puzzled look creep across their faces as they realize the inconsistency. Oh, It never gets old.

Somehow; however, I am not as valued as those students that seem to know what field they will go into and how they will use it; whose plans are more useful, somehow, than my flexible dreams. Has it been proven yet or is it just a rumor that most of high school students' plans change before they graduate? Regardless of the statement's status, I believe it. Why do we have to act like we have everything together? Why is it not okay for me to just trust that i have a future whether i know what it consists of or not? Why am i now deemed useless?

I guess they are waiting for me to realize that college is coming. Little do they know, I am more ready for it than anyone else. To them, I'm guilty of wasting my time and I must prove myself innocent with "concrete" plans for my life. To them, I am useless until I prove that I am legitimate.

I will gladly bear those titles. And when i pass these people, i will touch my scarlet letter.