I'm just about to leave for my grandparents' place. I haven't seen them since my graduation party. After that, it's one last outing with G-Master and friends....and then back to school. *sigh* I wish I would've remembered to bring more homework back with me......sunday night, monday, and tuesday will suuuuuuuck.

Dang. I just got an email from my writing prof. saying we have to follow guidelines for our 3 poems. That means my poems thus far are no use. Crappers.

I just got back from seeing Miracle with G-Master. Actaully, I didn't JUST get back...i got back like a half an hour ago, but I decided I wanted to go out and get a bottle of pop. I had planned on running to SA, but realized I reaaaally didn't want to see those guys tonight and went to the Apple Valley Walgreens. On the way, I realized something. I realized I had missed driving a car by myself. I remember when I first got my liscense, it wasn't that I was excited for freedom or the ability to drive......I remember driving down the road and glancing about the car, noticing the privacy and solitude I had. I love it. It gives time to think. Especially driving around Lakeville at Midnight on a Monday night. The next time you're driving a car, look around you. Notice how awesome it is to be in the car by yourself.

I was speaking with Mr. Ghetto Bowler last night as I was writing the previous post. He said that lately it seems as if the posts are either about girl #1, drinking, or writing. Well, yea. That's about all that has consumed my life lately. I'll try and do better. Today I went to listen to the Wartburg Choir at Orchestra Hall. I had never actually heard one of their concerts, but I figured I should go since I DO attend the school. I was impressed. For all of the guys and girls that I knew in the group and didn't think they were that great.....wowzas. It was awesome. I got goosebumps. Of course, it's important to note that most Beastie Boys songs give me goosebumps....but still. My mom (not in any way biased, of course) said she liked the choir better than the St. Olaf choir. Not so much the sound, because....let's face it....unless your school has a crappy program, then most groups are generally on the same level. Not that that's a bad level. No, I'm saying that there are a ton of amazing sounding college choirs. Now, the key word there is sounding. What sets choirs apart from other choirs is their stage presence. She said that St. Olaf didn't really get into the music as much.....they were too refined. Not that I'm trying to talk up the Wartburg Choir. On the contrary, I think that the Wartburg Choir members, in general, are a bunch of stuck up jerks. Yes, there are individules that are kind and treat others nicely....but the majority do not. In fact, once again this is not my ego speaking, I believe that I could easily make the choir if I tried out. But I really don't want to. That, and my voice has changed a ton since high school and I can no longer sing in the tenor range. My voice dropped 3.5 notes since senior year. I don't know how to sing in that range.....it's weird. I'm so used to singing the high stuff....but I can't do it anymore. At any rate, yes it was a good concert.
In other news.....I bought a "John Deere" shirt yesterday. I think it will be fun to wear it back in IOWAAAA. Either that, or I'll be labled a hick and forever work at Taco Johns. I'm willing to take that risk.
On a side note, I've decided on 3 people that I'm going to try and be like as a writer. 1. Michael Moore ("Roger & Me" and "Bowling for Columbine") 2. Rick Reilly (Sports Illustrated...the very last page of every magazine) 3. James Lieks (The Startribune's "Backfence"). Put those three guys together and you'll get me....hopefully.....someday......or I'll just work at Taco John's. Either way.

So tonight, after I hung out with the fam. and my brother, I went over to my ex. girlfiend's house. (anna's) It's weird 'cause up until this past new year's party, we hadn't talked since we broke up. We hadn't even talked about WHY we broke up.....or, why she felt the need to break it off. So anyway, we were hangin out...a bunch of us....drinkin....(shhhh...I have to go to church tomorrow, I know. dang it)....and it was actually a lot of fun. When she left to bring some ppl home, I was sittin and playing a video game with her younger bro, and I asked him if he remembered me. Now, this was the summer after senior year, so almost 2 years ago. Plus, I had only been around him like twice. But he STILL remembered me! Weird. I totally didn't think he would. On top of that, when her mom came home a little bit later and she said she remembered me. The only time I had met her was BEFORE Anna and I started dating......the day of graduation. Craziness. So I don't know what that means.....On a different note....even though I'm totally over it and I'm 100% going to go after girl #1 when I get back off of break....I could definitely tell why I dated Anna tonight. Actually, the past two days we had hung out...and it was all coming back. Weird how stuff happens like that. I had to keep reminding myself of that fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine girl #1 back at Wartburg. Not that I would have done anything, since she was sober and I was slightly not-so-sober.......but still. I dunno. It was weird at times. I guess. I dunno. At any rate, I should just post this and be done before I say something else wrong. Peace out, y'all