What is wrong with me?!?

I can't figure it out . . . maybe I am getting sick, but the past week, I have been getting more sleep than normal, and I am still Horribly tired and sleepy.

I have fallen asleep more this week in class and while watching TV than I even did when I was working two jobs and 10-14 hours a day. 

There has got to be something wrong with that, and although I can blame a little bit of it on the daylight savings time change, I have never had this magnitude of a problem with daylight savings time before. . . 

maybe I am mutating into a superhero. . .  that would be pretty sweet!

People are like Demetors.

During this school year I have become acquainted with different people who have left me with distinct impressions and I have finally realized what it is that makes them such unique characters in the story of my life, let me divulge the knowledge I have come to.

Last Semester when I got my marching band parka, I went to a friend's apartment with it on and walked in the door only to say "I'm a Dementor" and then leave . . . this instance, (combined with an email I wrote in response to another friend's jokingly mean email) made me think to myself. I thought, "Self, what is a dementor?" and of course the obvious answer: a soul sucker! (yes that is not completely true . . .  but true enough for my metaphor).  So how do souls sucking harbingers of darkness factor into my aquainting people this year?  now we shall weave these many thought strands together into a chord of pure awesomeness!!!

People are like Dementors, there are certain people in the world who just suck something out of you; something that you do not want to give up . . .

Examples!

1. I play in the band at BYU, and one of my directors is a Dementor of Fun. (not Bro. Mac) I don't know how she does it . . . but seriously, she can make anything become un-fun.

2. I have another band director (still not Bro. Mac) who is a Dementor of Energy, after a little while in there I don't want to do anything; it's sad, because I like music.

3. My Grandpa was a Dementor of Doubt, every time that I would be in a situation where I felt unsure of the direction my life was heading in, he would be there to assure me I was on the right path or help steer me in a more suitable direction.

Just a few thoughts, but for all you Harry Potter fans . . .  Dementors are REAL!

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I am Antsy...

I really really really want to perform on my guitar, I don't know why but for the last 2 weeks I have wanted to play and sing in front of an audience... i have found like 4 songs that I just want to get a drummer and a bass player and just have at it... that is what is so frustrating about school... it keeps me from doing cool and fun things like that.

speaking of cool and fun things... I have had the itch to go hiking for about a week now. 

I can't wait until summer!

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Rock The Homework!!!

I woke up this morning with no intention of finishing all my homework, due to the fact that I procrastinated it all weekend . . .  and then, I woke up this morning (later than I should have) and got it done!  (I'll admit I didn't do all my reading, but I got the important stuff!)

So, for once procrastination paid!!! I got to do everything I wanted this weekend and still got all my homework done before class with minimal stress! Who says procrastination can't pay off?

Fin.

oh, and those are the Rocky Mountains?!?!? That John Denver is full of crap!!!!!!

Business Finance

I am glad that I am not a business major anymore.

Business Finance is a little bit rough-er than I would have expected... then again, I should have realized that because people need to predict the future in order to make good business decisions... 

I can handle finances pretty well (and I'm humble too...)  but all this EBIT and OIROI stuff is spinning my head... it's not natural!!!

so, I'm pretty much saying I'm glad that I am here in my new major.

I dreamed a dream

So, Sunday I woke up with a song in my head (which is not odd because I usually wake up with a song in my head... or in my heart... or both) this experience was different though, because although I had a song in my head, it was one that I had never heard before... and it was only 2 lines long.

So, I spent the first hour of my sabbath recording the miraculous manifestation of musical mastery that I dreamed up.  It wasn't half bad when I finished... but I felt like something was amiss...

As I got into the shower (one of my more contemplative places in the world) I was still molested by the thought that I might not have had an original song... when right before I finished I realized where I had gotten part of the song... it was not a direct copy, but you can definitely see the influence (it is all in the verse, the part that I didn't dream up, so I don't feel so bad).

anyway, I was/am quite pleased with myself and the results.

that is all.

Will you go out... not with me?

why is it that it is so much easier and less stressful to ask out someone for someone else?
I mean besides all the obvious reasons... (I am not that stupid...)
I asked out a friend for another friend that I am doubling with on friday, and it was the easiest date conversation I have had with another person, it just flowed and was fun.
why can't it be that easy for a guy when he is asking a special someone out for himself instead of trying to hook up a buddy?

dating life is hard for single guys... (luckily, I am not one right now!)

life can be so unfair...