Today

I’m upset . . . so I’m going to write. I think it’s good to write when I’m upset, that way I don’t throw anything unnecessarily or break any breakable (or unbreakable) objects (which often happens when I get upset in situations when I can’t write).

Did I mention that I’m upset? I am. My soccer team lost. That’s why I’m upset.

Problem is, I really don’t have anything to write about. I’m currently at the B.Y.U. Some of my associates are studying furiously for their finals, which is good I suppose. I don’t know, I never really studied during finals week, I was too burned out by that point (which is funny that I was burned out, since I never studied during the semester that much either).

I like being back at the B.Y. It’s a good place. It’s only when I come back that I realize how different my former world is from my present one. In case you were wondering, Paysonian High School and Brigham Young University are in fact different . . .

. . . this REALLY attractive girl just sat down across from me, but she’s with her boyfriend so . . . or maybe it’s her brother because she’s way out of his (and my) league . . .

Speaking of attractive girls, I was at our branch family home evening last nite and this girl that is definitely not unattractive left early. I couldn’t believe it; totally uncalled for. How can you get a fellow’s hopes up like that and then just leave? Let that be a lesson to all you nice ladies our there: either you don’t show up or you stay the whole time. None of this show up and then leave early business because that’s just not fair.

A nice person is cleaning all the computers here. Nice huh.

Continuing on this attractive ladies tangent, after FHE last nite I watched Twilight. I’ve said this before, but Alice (one of the vampires) has THE coolest hair. AND she knows how to pitch. You really can’t go wrong with that combination.

How did we lose today? I’m so upset. This writing isn’t helping at all. I’m still mad. We shouldn’t have lost today.

. . . now the attractive girl is scratching the brother/boyfriend’s back. Oh she stopped already, has to be a brother with that short of a back-scratch. Or maybe they’re just friends. Maybe I’ll ask them . . .

. . . pause . . .

I just took that little break to write an email to one of my favorite people in the whole world Ashlee the Geekins. Which brings me to my favorite people list. Most of you know that I have a favorite people list, but my question is whether it’s moral . . .

. . . study partners, they’re just study partners, I can tell . . .

. . . to have a favorite people list. I mean, really, in the end it seems kind of against Mormonite teachings to have a list of favorites don’t you think. Aren’t we supposed to like everybody the same? Well, I still have the list, but I’ll see what I can do. Maybe I’ll just put everybody on my “Not Favorite People List” that way they’ll all be the same.

. . . dang it, she’s got a wedding ring . . .

I’m so upset.