Hello Blog. I have a lot to talk about I guess. I went on an adventure and bought some new clothes, including a new jacket which is really quite nice. I feel like I'm lacking in adventures that I can retell with any sort of humor. I did buy some tickets to Devine Comedy, a comedy act at BYU, for this Friday with the hopes that it'll force me to ask someone on a date. Who knows if that'll work out or not. I bought them because my Grandpa almost begged me to find a girl.
He looked me in the face with his wise but obviously very lonely eyes and said "Don't be alone; man wasn't meant to be alone. You don't have to worry about money. When I got married I had a pretty little lady whom I loved but not a penny to my name."
I worry about how much longer he will be here with us. He is probably the most honorable figure in my life in terms of spirituality and loving his spouse. I have always dreamed of finding what he had with my Grandma. I figure now may be the time to get started. Even all of my closest friends have been getting married lately. I never cared much before, but now there is just something bothering me about being 'the last'. Of my closest friends throughout my life, I am very nearly the last to find someone and I have yet to do that.
Anyway, I don't care all that much, because I have always been an optimistic fatalist, even though many of my day to day attitudes seem to indicate apathetic pessimism.
At least I'm no longer depressed like last month. That song I wrote ("Gold and Blue") kinda healed me. Its hard to describe but, writing that song felt like drawing poison from my blood. As soon as it was finished my heart felt at ease again after very nearly a full month of iridescent hopelessness. Iridescent because it seemed so attractive an attitude at the time.
Anyway, on to the obligatory picture which must accompany every post.
Eerie isn't it?
Ok, so, since that stuff is all old I will just continue underneath this ^^^^ beautiful hash mark I made with my knowledge of HTML code.
AAAAAAAnyway...I went to DC with my dance partner and my roommate bombed out and couldn't get a girl so two of my four tickets went to waste. Plus my plan to force myself to ask some random girl out bombed because I chickened out / didn't find any random girl I liked and asking my dance partner wasn't really much of a challenge. But, on the bright side, DC did use a skit that I made with some mission friends for a ward Christmas party. It was about a paparazzo taking a picture of Santa Claus and then the director forcing us to do it over and over again using different themes. DC made a few changes here and there, but it was way cool to see them perform our skit. ^_^ Maybe I should've charged royalties...at least ten bucks to make up for the amount of money I wasted on those two extra tickets.
Oh, and a glow stick exploded on my hands...soo...if I get hand cancer that will be the reason this blog dies out. That or I just get too lazy...both are plausible at this point.
What else what else what else...Notwithstanding the fact that I'm likely to fail at least one class this semester, I am excited for school to end. I do of course worry what to do with my life, but let's think about that tomorrow. Today lets think about...fishing...or...music...or...bicycles...or pretty much anything but real life. Ya? Sounds good. BREAK!
Ai miei amici (comprendete per favore): la vita è più di dolore.
