Daniel Arnett

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Traveling Alone

November 03 2005
It has been a while since I posted anything so I decided I should give people a look into the deep thoughts I have driving back and forth from Nashville...You hear a song on the radio and you realize that is how your life seems to be.  We live in a fast paced world where nobody has time for anyone else (yep...I'm guilty of that).  Yet, as I drive down the interstate I look around me and there are hundreds of cars stuck in the same traffic I am in, yet I am all alone.  I have secluded myself from the world by rolling up the windows and allowing myself to drown in a sea of music.  I have decided that my life can best be summerized as being a stranger among friends.  This is evident in two ways.  The first is when you go back home and all your high school friends are talking about people and events that you have no clue about.  The second is that you come to realize that you no longer have the connection you once felt with your friends.  It seems that no matter how often you spend with your friends you feel like an outsider and completely out of place.  So as I walk on campus today, I will look and see the groups of people deep (or shallowly) in conversation I will will walk on...traveling alone...moving to the next venture in my life.

Kelly the Destroyer

November 03 2005
I feel this as I sit in my apartment, my neighbors laughing and yelling across the hall at some tv show. Where is the community? People pretend to be so connected, yet are so distant. Parents send their kids on play dates with strangers to 'socialize' but are too busy to socialize themself... we find everyone we ever know on facebook and myspace and add them as friends, even though you feel guilty for that one second because you haven't been there for years. When you see people driving past in their other cars, do you think 'I wonder what they have in their glovebox. I wonder who they're going home to. Are they happy with who they are? Do they even know?'