Proud.

There are a few people I am very proud of at this moment.

One would be the boys of Modern Life Is War. I'm not saying this just because I have gotten close to them over the past three years, but because it is all true. MLIW was an amazing band. The lyrics Jeff wrote were not only heartfelt, but real. They were the kind of band that on the worst day, I would put into my stereo and know that everything was going to be okay in the end "the world doesn't hate you, dear, it just doesn't care" - those lyrics were/are powerful to me. They never played a show with less then 100%, ever. They never liked to let their fans down. There are not many bands out there that are like that anymore. They showed the world that Iowa is not just full of corn, they are the reason I am proud to be from this state. They have inspired so many people and will do so throughout the future. They may not be a band anymore, but I am very proud of them and the amazing things they accomplished in the past 6 years. I'm sure you will get sick of reading about these guys, but they really have a place in my heart and were a big part of my life. So deal with it.

The other person I am very proud of is my brother. Him and I have never been on the same page for anything through life. We have nothing in common. I don't say it enough, but I am so proud to be his sister. He is not only a genuinely nice person, but an amazing athlete. He throws shot and disc for Kentucky, therefore I see him about twice a year. This past weekend, he was in San Diego throwing at a meet and shattered his personal record. His throw not only won the meet, but qualified him for the Olympic Trials in Oregon and it is the 10th furthest throw in the world right now. Times like these, I wish I was closer to him. Telling him congrats about it just didn't seem enough. He deserves so much more then a congrats, but I'm afraid that is all I can offer. Maybe one day we will become closer. I however, will never lose the pride I have for that kid.