Torpedo Tongue, the Anniversary.
So the cell phone I lost? It was found. Two other phones later... Such is my life. I'm on my fourth cell phone of the year. This is bad.
Thanks to some bonus points, I got a perfect score on my last theory exam (although, Andrew kindly pointed out that 140/140 is not technically a perfect score if there were bonus points involved because technically I didn't get every possible point). Anyway, I bring this up not to gloat, but to mention that my theory teacher wrote the following on top of my test:
"Holy Perfect Score, Batman!"
...Best teacher feedback ever? I think so.
So I mean, all in all, life is good. It could be great if I stopped thinking so damn much but it's not likely that that will happen anytime soon. Thanksgiving will be much needed therapy and a good chance to take a step back from everything going on here. It's easy to get wrapped up in this little college world. I've never spent this much time in one place. I need the plane flight and the beach and my car and my old friends to get things back in perspective. I really might just get on the highway and drive for a really long time when I get home. No destination, just driving for the sake of driving.
This is so corny, but lately whenever I start feeling sorry for myself, I keep thinking about how my life is really just one big embarrassment of riches: A loving (albeit dysfunctional) family, more good friends (new and old) than I deserve, relative financial security, an education, no weird physical deformities or diseases or extreme ugliness (hopefully)...It seems silly to complain about all the petty things I may have to complain about. Seriously, I go to bed every night knowing I have a future. Not everyone can say that.
Anyway, now that I've been all stupid and serious and shit...
I think the name of the game in my life right now is to try and maintain a sense of humor. Meredith and I had a long talk about this past year and how crazy and weird and just...eventful it has been for me. Keep your eyes peeled for "2004: A Year in Review" a couple months from now. It should be entertaining. I promise tales of vomit, one-night stands, run-ins with the cops (well, rent-a-cops), and alcohol-induced slips of the tongue (both literally and figuratively).
I should have gone to bed a long time ago. What else is new.
Technically it's November 10th right now. Geez. Where does the time go?
Thanks to some bonus points, I got a perfect score on my last theory exam (although, Andrew kindly pointed out that 140/140 is not technically a perfect score if there were bonus points involved because technically I didn't get every possible point). Anyway, I bring this up not to gloat, but to mention that my theory teacher wrote the following on top of my test:
"Holy Perfect Score, Batman!"
...Best teacher feedback ever? I think so.
So I mean, all in all, life is good. It could be great if I stopped thinking so damn much but it's not likely that that will happen anytime soon. Thanksgiving will be much needed therapy and a good chance to take a step back from everything going on here. It's easy to get wrapped up in this little college world. I've never spent this much time in one place. I need the plane flight and the beach and my car and my old friends to get things back in perspective. I really might just get on the highway and drive for a really long time when I get home. No destination, just driving for the sake of driving.
This is so corny, but lately whenever I start feeling sorry for myself, I keep thinking about how my life is really just one big embarrassment of riches: A loving (albeit dysfunctional) family, more good friends (new and old) than I deserve, relative financial security, an education, no weird physical deformities or diseases or extreme ugliness (hopefully)...It seems silly to complain about all the petty things I may have to complain about. Seriously, I go to bed every night knowing I have a future. Not everyone can say that.
Anyway, now that I've been all stupid and serious and shit...
I think the name of the game in my life right now is to try and maintain a sense of humor. Meredith and I had a long talk about this past year and how crazy and weird and just...eventful it has been for me. Keep your eyes peeled for "2004: A Year in Review" a couple months from now. It should be entertaining. I promise tales of vomit, one-night stands, run-ins with the cops (well, rent-a-cops), and alcohol-induced slips of the tongue (both literally and figuratively).
I should have gone to bed a long time ago. What else is new.
Technically it's November 10th right now. Geez. Where does the time go?