I am driving back home after watching The Dark Knight. It was pretty good, not the greatest movie of all time, but pretty dang good. Like a 4/5 star rating on facebook.

Anyway, I went to see the movie with my mom, my aunt, and a guy, Tom, whom I work with. He's pretty cool. So I dropped Tom off and was heading back up home when mom is doing the usual radio station surf. As she's scanning, I hear these words: And he said one word to me and that was... then my mom changed the station. I beg her to change it back. Of course I knew that song. I'm sure she knew that song from that much as well.

Things come flooding back to an almost haunting level. There I am, senior year of high school, sitting at the computer in the library, trying to look up something meaningful to fill my senior quote box. At first, I had wanted to do Freebird, but that seemed a little cliche. Then I wanted to do a line from Incubus, but I figured somebody else would use it as well (and they did). So there I am trying to figure out what to put down when it hits me. You can't always get what you want. Yes. Of course. I look up the whole lyrics, and pen in as much as I could. This song has never been my favorite, nor is it one I listen to all that often, yet I find this connection with it like no other song.

Back in the car, my mom starts talking about how it was her favorite song from the time she was ten til she was thirteen (before she discovered the Eagles :P), and I just felt this great connection with her that I hadn't felt in a while, not since I got my Red Cross blood donor card and found out I have the same blood type as her. (O Positive- the most common- but still, pretty significant to me.) I just wish I could feel that kind of connection with somebody else.

Brent made me buy a book. You would have, too, with his powers of persuasion. I haven't read it yet, and a part of me doesn't want to read it. Not to prove him wrong, but to prove myself wrong. Things will happen in good time. I honestly still have faith in that, and if I could pat myself on the back four years ago for choosing that quote, I totally would. I don't know if I would've picked that quote this time around, and it makes me wonder. Did I get into MIT just because I was Hispanic? Sometimes I think so. They way they told me to my face (in more so many words) that there was no possible way I could afford to go there was the most betrayed I have ever felt. But now I feel like I've betrayed myself, my beliefs, who I am. Maybe it's just that I'm tired at 1 in the morning and need some sleep. I don't know. It just feels like this is a massive chess game and now I'm down to hardly any options. I need to think about this. Hard.