Its strange...

In conversation today, I found out my thoughts about traveling to other places are not that different from other people. For one, I got into talking with Natasha about the worst thing that could happen on a plane ride to New York, ie. plane crash. I know its voodoo and bad luck to talk about it, but we both have contemplated the possibility of death before we even get to New York. Then I started to think, what would life be if my friends or myself weren't in it. How would people in our lives respond to such a tragic death as a plane crash? Such a vivid image of the fuselage incinerating mid-flight seems sadistic, but that kind of stuff once in a while jumps through my mind. It depresses me to think that a trip that I have been waiting for, for so long, would end short. I am not trying to be self-involved, but thinking about life without anyone is hard to fathom. It's the only thing that is bringing me down about the New York trip, but even if it happens, I would never have time to react. It'd be over in a second.

so...

An Intro

We are just creating this blog to facilitate our rant sessions, our need to vent, or an easier way to keep each other updated. It could be about anything going on in ones life. Names can be censored or not. Anyone can join, just talk to us about it. The more people, the better, as a group of people is better than one.