High on Life

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

Today is one of those days where I'm high on life. Last night I had a really fun night out (yes a WEDNESDAY). Everyone told me that I looked so happy.. One person even told me he wished he could "bottle my energy". The past month I've feel like I've transformed. I'm no longer the scared/unsure little girl. I'm confidant in myself, know my potential, and just want to "be" more. Make sense? Probably not.

I'm in the prime of my life and enjoying it. I'm single and am really taking time to grow as a person. Instead of worrying about what he (any of the "he's" I've had) may think, do, or say.

I feel so lucky to be where I am. No, I don't have a lot of money or lots of expensive things. But I have good friends and live in a great city. I'm so lucky to have made it this far, considering where I've been.

Dream World

Dream World by Robin Thicke

I would be you, you would be me, we would be one,
we would be just fine The ice caps wouldn't be
melting and neither would I, mmh I would just
drive my big old car, and everything would be
alright And energy would just fall down right from the sky, yeah

Words would fly right from out of my mind, out of
my mind into your heart, into your life And
everything would sound just right, and no one
would stop me from drinking my wine

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's
more than a dream My dreamworld, that's my
dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream, (dream)

For the real world just don't feel right I
wouldn't spend my days searching for, searching
for lost time, yeah hey yee (ooh ooh, dream) I
wouldn't be so damn sensitive, I'd let things go
by No matter what the weather, I'd learn to
change, I'd change with the time, yeah he

And everytime I need a woman, she'd appear right
by me She hold me tight, treat me right, and tell
me that everything is gonna be, is gonna be alright, alright

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld

I would tell Van Gogh that he was loved, there's
no need to cry I would say Marvin Gay your father
didn't want you to die (dream) There would be no
black and white, the world just treat my wife
right We could down in Mississipi and no one would
look at us twice

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's
more than a dream That's my dreamworld, that's my
dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream

Salute to my Soldier

I'm feeling melanchonly today. I logged into my myspace account (which I only keep because a few of my friends from home REFUSE to get facebook) and see my brothers status is "depressed". My 24 year old brother is in Iraq as we speak.

It's a Thursday morning.. I'm walking through the Financial District in San Francisco en route to work. Sipping my tall Vanilla Latte listening to the Slate Daily Podcast. On the other side of the world my younger brother is in Iraq. He's 24, married, and has an adopted son.

My Friday night? Drinks with my friends until probably 2am (or later). I'm 25 years old, single, and living my life to the fullest. But am I really? I can't help but feel selfish for living so haphazardly. Life is short so I fully intend to live every day as it was my last. However, when I look back I want to be able to say I've contributed to society and helped others as well.

I'm not going home for Thanksgiving so I've signed up to volunteer at a homeless shelter on Thanksgiving day.