I think this is pretty phenomenal

http://next.oregonianextra.com/lovelle/

I don't know what else to say, just see for yourself - click through some of the videos. It's sad and touching, mostly touching.

Perhaps I will spend my summer and maybe delay med school for a semester and move to France.

- Sort things out
- Speak a whole lot of French
- Write my grandpa more gramatically correct french letters
- Get married & divorced - It's Paris, it's love, it's bound to happen/fail
- Read a lot of Camus... en francais!
- Discover the world that inspired Camus
- Be all existential and what not
- Come back to America disappointed

that's the plan, of course this will probably change in the morning when i wake up and realize i typed this the night before after going downtown and creating my own epiphany cafe upon coming home. deep wasted thoughts.

It's National Unmarried Single Americans Week...

How fitting? Think I'm totally shitting you?

http://www.unmarriedamerica.org/usaweek/intro.htm

you're wrong. it's real!

I love this:

"Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies. "Will they? Won't they?" And then they finally do and they're happy forever. Give me a break. Nine out of ten of them are angry because they weren't right for each other to begin with...Bottom line, is the couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else but the big difference is they don't let it take them down...one of those two people will stand up and fight for the relationship every time; if it's right, and they're real lucky one of them will say something."
- Dr. Cox from Scrubs

Hair grows one hundreth of an inch every day.

I chopped all mine off this summer and at the time I thought it was a good idea. Now that my uncle's wedding is coming up... I'm kind of missing my long hair. I can't really do anything to my hair now so that kind of sucks. It's in a constant state of pony-tail. This is actually a really lame rant. I'm thinking I'm never cutting my hair this short again and when it does grow back, I am seriously considering going to Shag in Boston to get it cut.

Life is funny in that when somebody is gone, memories of the little things drive you nuts.

All I've been thinking about lately everytime I pass the stones on the drillfield is how awesome it would be just to high five Stack or run up and give Dan a hug with one of those "omg, I can't believe you're here too" faces at a party.

This sucks.

I still have my shirt from the highlighter party that Dan signed and everytime I see it or wear it I can't help but regret washing all the writing off of it the day after.

And so it goes... what can you really do?

We're pretty much obsessed with our school.

2 Alumni have made a movie called Hokie Nation. See the trailer below:

The 4.16. 2007 memorial. I think this is really the perfect place for it. Front and center on the drillfield, right in front of Burruss.




Above: Stack's stone. Obviously, not the best way to visit a friend - we all miss him and want him to be here with us, BUT I do think that this is a nice place to reflect. It's the only proper place to do so and it gets a lot of foot traffic on game days and of course at night when people are feeling a little down and in need of reflection. It's good to see that it's permanent.

I spent some time at the coffee shop tonight and now I can't sleep. Anyway, I was rummaging through my room earlier tonight and came across "the box." It's pretty much just a box that I throw letters, postcards, pictures, and the like in. I read through some of the stuff tonight and stopped halfway through because it made me feel sick. I guess sometimes you're just not as ready as you think you are to readdress certain memories. It was bittersweet and part of me feels glad that I did it, another part of me wrote a letter to a friend that will probably just remain unsent and go into the box. Ha. Nostalgia at it's best.

What a night.