I woke up on November 5th with a new sense of hope and security. I really do live in a country where anything is possible, dreams can be achieved and obstacles can be overcome.

Living in West Virginia, it was tough being an Obama supporter. When I volunteered for his campaign in the Spring I was threatened and mocked, called every name you can think of, and once while standing on a street corner with his sign, got a Snuff can thrown at me. HA!
I guess I am proud to say that Barack didn’t lose as bad in my state as he did in a few others. However I am very proud to say that my country as a whole elected a man that I have immense respect for.

To anyone who still believes that he is the anti-Christ or a terrorist, I would suggest you watch the speech he gave on the evening of November 4th in Chicago. I feel such sincerity in each of his words and believe that he will at least be an honest and thoughtful President (which is quite an upgrade from our last one)

Great things are to come. I know it.

your calm voice takes me by surprise

I pulled into his driveway, not knowing what to expect. I hadn’t seen him since over the summer, when we had a drunken night together and I realized how much I had missed our relationship from years before. Tonight, we were headed to a haunted house together, for old times sake - as friends. I put my car in park and stepped out. I was scared to smile or say anything at first because I didn’t want to set the mood yet. You smiled at me first and opened your arms for a hug. I ran to you and let you wrap your strong arms around me. I breathed in your familiar smell - the one that took me back to a time when I knew who I was and what I wanted.

“What’s up?” You asked, opened my door for me and got behind the wheel of your car.

In the car, you kept the conversation going - making jokes, asking me about what I had been into, our mutual friends, etc. In line, you laughed at my anxiousness and about the people who were going to be in the group with us.

In the house, you held my hand through the entire thing, let me grab your waist when I was scared and looked only at me the entire time.

On the way home, we talked about our relationships since each other - and also what we were doing the rest of the weekend.

In your driveway again, I started to get out of the car. You grabbed my arm and gave me another hug and said “don’t be such a stranger, okay?” , smiled, and off I went.

Tonight I am on my couch, using my laptop, watching CNN and reading poetry for my English class.

I am wondering  where you are, who you are partying with tonight, if you are thinking about me.

My chest hurts.

I call my new boyfriend on the phone, fake happiness, tell him nothing is wrong, tell him we will hang out tomorrow.

I am lost.

Incubus - Wish You Were Here

… the theme song of my life.

- uh oh!

Poor John McCain. Hopefully his other friends Teresa the Cashier, Ray the Flight Attendant and Billy the Puppeteer will come through for him.

Try taking a drink after every mention of “Joe the Plumber” +”Joe Six Pack”.. or the phrases “you betcha” and “my friends” - you’ll be gone in no time.

Also… I’m glad Sarah Palin is a girl next door hockey mom… who can spend $150,000 on clothes, hair and make up products. Being a member of the middle class, I know I have often went on those kind of shopping sprees for myself.

and those glasses… DA DA DAMNN

I know who I’m voting for!

is a great song.

My mother sang it to me every night as a little girl and it still takes me back to those nights when everything was still okay.

Lyrics:

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that Id like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
Id save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with

download it, lay on your bed and relax.

That’s what I’m about to do.

Happy Monday :]

If you don’t already know about the site, it is basically just a blog where people send in their secrets on a postcard and some are displayed on the web page.

To me, I think it is one of the biggest stress relievers. I personally know that my darkest secrets are not shared with anyone because I don’t know who I can trust with them. By sending my secrets to Postsecret, I get them off of my chest but also don’t have to admit they are my own. I have one of my secrets displayed in one of the Postsecret books.. but no one will ever know which book or most importantly, which secret it is.

I also think Postsecret is a cool way to feel connected with people from all different places. Almost every week, I can find a secret that I could apply to my own life. It is comforting to know that there really are people out there who are feeling the way I feel and experiencing the things I do throughout my own life.

If you are ever feeling alone, up for a good laugh or just interested in learning about other people, I highly recommend you check it out.

Here are just a few of my favorites. The lyrics are amazing and so are the beats. My generation doesn’t know what music is anymore :[

I suggest these:

Imagine - John Lennon

Yesterday - The Beatles

London Calling - The Clash

People Get Ready - The Impressions

Layla - Derek and the Dominoes

I Walk the Line - Johnny Cash

River Deep, Mountain High - Tina Turner

Georgia on my Mind - Ray Charles

Hotel California - The Eagles

Waterloo Sunset - The Kinks

I Feel Good - James Brown

Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac

I Wanna be Sedated - The Ramones

Let’s Get It On - Marvin Gaye

Loser - Beck

Mr. Bojangles - Bob Dylan

Do You Believe in Magic - Lovin Spoonful

Paranoid Android - Radiohead

Personality Crisis - New York Dolls

Pictures of You - The Cure

Lean On Me - Bill Withers

Get Up, Stand Up - Bob Marley

In Bloom - Nirvana

William, It Was Really Nothing - The Smiths

I Got You Babe - Sonny & Cher

Paradise City - Guns N Roses

Surrender - Cheap Trick

More Than a Feeling - Boston

…. again, all awesome.

That’s all I have for now.

“One good thing about music: when it hits you, you feel no pain” — Bob Marley

What is the favourite drink of overweight vampires?
“Blood Lite”.

Why couldn’t the vampire’s wife get any sleep?
Because of his coffin.

What do you get when you cross a vampire with a dwarf?
A monster that sucks blood out of kneecaps!

What do you get when you cross a snowman with a vampire?
Frostbite.

Why did the other kids have to let the vampire play baseball?
It was his bat.

Movie: Across the Universe

 Drink: Corona, not with lime.

Book: The Perks of Being a Wallflower 

My bedroom is on the second story of our house from the 1800’s.  I woke up this morning and found an apple on the outside windowsill. Being the vampire lover that I am, I can only hope that it is a vampire’s sign to me, although I’m not sure of what. I’m not eating it. But really, how did it get there? I guess I’d rather believe it’s a vampire than a creeper with a ladder who just likes to plant apples on people’s window ledges. 

I don’t even know what this blog is anymore. I guess it’s a peak into my mind: inconsistent and a mess. 

I could not bare to sleep another minute

I really did leap right out of bed

I did my morning ab work out, push ups, dance

And put on my tennis shoes

I run down the street, my lungs burning already

My fingers and toes are numb from the chill

The morning air is crisp and lively

And in this moment, I feel alive

I run past houses with lights still off

and other people who are leaving for work

I run past trees whose leaves are falling

and dew on each blade of grass in the neighborhood

A kitten cries out to me and I stop to pet it

I sit on the sidewalk and stretch my legs

My sweat is drying and I start to chill, so I’m off again

Back to my house and into the shower

I turn it on as hot as it can go and my skin turns red

I’m catching my breath and feeling my muscles relax

I set my alarm for an hour away and I am back to sleep

I lay my head on my cool, silk pillow

He comes inside and sits on my bed

It feels right but deep inside we know

He should be killing for his life instead

We listen to music and talk about our days

We spend apart because of the sun

I tell him about average teenage ways

And he speaks of how he’s having fun
I show him my new Halloween dress

And the vampire teeth I can’t wait to wear

He laughs and says that he’s impressed

And tousles more with my bed-fucked hair

He talks to me about killing house wives

And he hopes that I am not afraid

He tells me that it’s time for him to go now, knives!

But all I want him to do is stay

And he leaves me like he does each night

And leaves me alone to miss his touch

Loving a vampire is an uphill fight

But I can’t help but love him this much

I wish he would bite my neck

We could be together for all of time

My love life has become a wreck

And so has the end of this rhyme