Here is a link to MSNBC.com, which has an article about the plane crash in Clarence Center last week... The plane flew right over my aunt's house and crashed into the house on Long Street, killing a total of 50 people...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29179229/

Our thoughts are with the families of the victims...

my favorite song...

We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes
and the flashback starts...
I'm standing there
on a balcony of summer air.
See the lights,
see the party, the ball gowns.
I see you make your way through the crowd,
you say hello...
Little did I know,
that you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
and my daddy said stay away from Juliet.
And I was crying on the staircase
begging you please don't go, and I said:
Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,
it's a love story, baby just say yes...
So I sneak out to the garden to see you,
we keep quiet cause we're dead if they knew,
so close your eyes...
Escape this town for a little while.
'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,
and my daddy said stay away from Juliet.
But you were everything to me,
I was begging you please don't go, and I said:
Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,
it's a love story, baby just say yes...
Romeo, save me, they're tryin' to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult, but it's real.
Don't be afraid,
we'll make it out of this mess,
it's a love story, baby just say yes...
I got tired of waiting,
wondering if you were ever coming around.
My faith in you was fading...
When I met you on the outskirts of town, I said:
Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone.
I keep waiting for you but you never come.
Is this in my head, I don't know what to think...
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring,
and said:
Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that's all I really know.
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress,
it's a love story, baby just say yes.
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Cause we were both young when I first saw you...

the world

it's an interesting place
it's full of such beauty... sunsets, rain, growing, learning, love
it's full of so many bad things... death, war, pain, darkness
everything seems to balance out
something good happens, something bad happens
one dies, one is born
how does your life keep itself in balance?
is there really some higher being who looks down and makes sure you don't get too happy or too sad or too lucky?
or is it all just fate?
is everything already planned out from the moment we're born?
does it matter?

real life?

When does real life start?
I've been in school since age 5. Currently, I'm 22. That's a looooooong time.

I guess I'm just wondering when exactly I get to begin my life. There are so many things I want to do and see, and often I feel like I'm just wasting time.

Life is so precious... We all have such a short time here. I wonder why people are so willing to just plod along and do what's expected of them, even if they're unhappy.

You have to depend on yourself for happiness. You have to make the decision to actually live, instead of just existing.