Saturday, 11:44 p.m.   It's our memory and it can never be stolen I convinced daddy to let me make an mp3 CD. I put a lot of my music on it, most of it, and when it was done, I took out Scott's CD and put it in, listened to the first track, "Zak and Sara" by Ben Folds and put it on shuffle to see what I would get. As soon as Ben Folds was over, Our Song came on. I heard the "Doo doo do do," the just-voice no instrumental intro. I gasped. I felt a bubble in my ... I don't know? Heart? I felt I should scream or laugh but when I let it out, I started crying, actually. It was a movie moment for sure. If my life had a soundtrack...I don't know, this song would be on it. It's our song. It brings back those memories. That day when we went to the mall before the homecoming football game. We bought the most random stuff on sale and I bought an outfit (still one of my favorites), and we went to the game together all cooled out and then after the game we hung out with the Marching band and I went to your house for a sleepover. Your brother drove us to hastings to rent a movie and as we were pulling into your garage, the song was on. All we heard was "I'm pretending not to notice, and instead I pour the milk" and the chorus and it was stuck in our heads that whole night that you stayed up with me because I was worried about the dance. We're best friends. I miss you, Toots. My yin, my Wednesday, Trippy, Sara. These TV jingles hurt my ears all the way down to my feet. They are harsh and commercialized and make me sad for some reason. Like there's nothing else. Like nothing's left that's real. Like the realization I had. When I think about something I believe to be so deep and intelligent, and I try to explain the thought to a friend and they know exactly what I'm talking about -- It's so cool, so awesome, I'm not alone here! And then it hit me. Everyone thinks these things. I haven't got an original thought in my head. Everything is influenced by someone else, and even my socalled original thoughts are thought by everyone else. It's rather depressing, actually, but that's just the way it goes. Oooh! The Matrix is on the TV! And it's the scene where Trinity reveals...! I can't say! It would spoil the movie! Yay Matrix. I truly want this sountrack.