The Sign

I HATE MySpace sometimes. I just wrote another awesome blog, and I thought it was just going to be a short one, so I didn't bother to type it in another program and import it. Well, it ended up being a longer, really good blog, and when I typed a word I didn't want, I hit "backspace" a few times, and instead of deleting the characters, it took me back a few pages and I lost the whole thing. GRRRRR!!!!!

ANYWAY....I'm recreating it as best I can, even though I'm so angry, that there's NO WAY it can be the brilliant piece of prose that it was before. :)

School ended last week, and I'm pretty sure I got a 4.0. Grades haven't been posted yet, but if I didn't get all A's, then I'll be shocked.

Since I only had a week and a half until fall semester starts, I decided to be totally unproductive this week. I pulled out my Super Nintendo and conquered Super Mario Brothers 1 & 2 (without warping or skipping a single level!) in a matter of hours,  and last night, I started on Super Mario 3.

I've also started watching the first season of Lost. I like it a lot, but I still don't get why to some people it's more amazing than life itself.

I've been staying up late and sleeping in, too. I think that's got to stop, though. Today, I slept in too long, and despite having some CRAZY dreams (one of which I plan to blog about, but I won't share, because frankly, it would make the BEST screenplay), I feel gross now.

And, goshdarnit. As hard as I tried to be unproductive and just watch things, I've gotten TONS of stuff done for fall piano lessons. And as I'm working on it today, I'm watching the DVDs I recorded of Ed when TBS was running it last year. Gosh, I love this show. And I HATE that they stopped airing it just after season 2 started.

Superman rehearsals are going VERY well. We really lucked out with our cast. There isn't a weak link in it, and there isn't one person who gets on my nerves (so far).

Oh, and for those who I haven't told in person already, I'm going over to the light side. That's right. I've FINALLY gotten my act together and I'm going to the temple next month. I've finally decided to accept responsibility instead of fleeing from it. I always thought it would be scary getting ready to go to the temple, but right now I just have a calm feeling, as well as a voice in my head saying "It's about stinking time!"

Well, that's it for an update of my life, I think. Here's a special nostalgia trip for anybody who read through this whole thing to get here, though. I was thinking about this song last night, and all of a sudden, I realized that it TOTALLY sums up my feelings on an issue that for some reason I keep having to deal with. I didn't know it was actually possible for Ace of Base lyrics to have meaning, but lo and behold...