Chillin' like a villin'

My Top Ten Best Chill Music:
1:Shane and Shane
2:Norah Jones
3:David Grey
4:John Mayor Trio
5:Jack Johnson
6:Coldplay
7:Death Cab For Cutie
8:Joss Stone
9:Kenny Chesney
10:Anna Nalick

none of these are set in stone, in fact, i bet they probably by the time you are reading this, they would have changed already.

the next american idol

i wish i could sing well. i was watching american idol last night and i couldnt help but think how great it would be to be a good singer. not that i want to be a star or a celebrity, i think that would get real old real fast. i want to be a good singer for the people in my life, my everyday people. because music heals people, it puts them at ease, it takes away their sorrows, it makes them smile when smiling is hard. i dont know, i just think it would come in handy in this thing called life.

Tattoo Idea

so, what do yall think of my new tattoo? just kidding...but, i have been doing a little research about this tattoo thing since i posted about it earlier. i have decided that it definitly has to be something that means everything to me and will remain to mean everything to me. which, in my life right now, the only thing that is consistent and is worth pasteing on my body, other than family members, is Christ. Pretty much everthing else is changing and will change soon.

so, with all that in mind i started doing a little research and this is one of the things that i came up with. i dont want the arm-band part. i only want the part in the middle, the part the nails and the fish with the red glow on the outside. and i was thinking that in the middle of my upper back would be the best place. whats yall thoughts and how much do you think something like this would cost?

The begining to the end

This is the start of my last full semester at Clemson. I say "full" because I still have a maymester class and an internship before I accually graduate in August. But, the point is that this is my last regular semester at Clemson. PRAISE HIM FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW.

Gravity

gravity...let me go
i want to fly
i want to run among the birds in the air
gravity...why wont you let me go?
i want to look down on the mountains
i want to sail between the sky scrapers
gravity...take your hold off of me
i want to recline in the clouds
i want to dance in the sunset
gravity...please let go of me
i want to fly

TROY

so, i decided that i want to be achillies. i want to think for myself and fight for something higher than me. i want to have passion and courage...and not to mention i want look like brad pitt does in this movie too.

wisdom

tip your servers well. even though it may seem like its not a difficult job. you have to remember that everything they do at your table, they are doing at 5 others.

real men of influence

larry-you were taken too soon, but it was because of what you did in life that took you to the after-life. i can remember taking weeks and weekends with you and your wife during the summer. you would take me into your shop and teach me to use your power tools to create simple wooden toy guns, which i thought were the greatest things in the world. you were an amazing wood worker. you could do anything with wood. sometimes, you'd take me fishing with your friends, and we'd be gone all day and all day you'd treat me like i was a man, when i was only 10. you would take me to the bar with you and i would drink all the pepsi i could fit in my body. it was hard to watch you go at the end, way to hard for to long. you shared your heart with me and i thank you.

scotty-you were a hard man, but a man that would do anything for your family. you didnt show a whole lot of emotion, other than grumpiness. you taugh me what it looks like to work, really work. you would work with purpose and as if a piece of you was going into whatever you were doing. my dad would tell me stories about how hard you worked. one week, one summer, i stayed with you and your wife while you were at your florida home. you took me under your wing and showed me a side of you i had never seen. you let me into your world, into your heart, and you let me fly your model airplanes. we went to an airshow and you taugh me all about planes. you took the time to share you with me during that week. everytime i smell a pipe i think of you. when you died, they told me you said you were proud of me for going to college and trying to do something big. you have no idea what that ment to me.

my grandfathers were great men, in each their own way. i am sad that i didnt realyze this until this late in life. i wish i could spend time with them now. i know there is so much i could learn from them that i never will. its funny, some days i can literally feel their blood...in my blood...in my vains...in my body, and its like they are there with me. i miss them. i love them.