Not Too Shabby

As I mentioned to Brandon earlier today, I'm sure my criticism from last night was just a reaction to that ridiculously hard test. It really put me in a foul mood.

Today was simple. I had to write a composition in Spanish, and then I went home. Played Guitar Hero, watched some TV, and watched the Spurs get demolished. All in all, it was a good day. I even studied a little bit for my test tomorrow.

By the way, if I'm in a bad mood tomorrow, you'll know why.

I didn't import all of my music to iTunes when I first started using it. I just put in the groups I listen to the most. Well, about a week ago I decided to put in most of the rest. I forgot all about Interpol.

I mentioned a long time ago that I attach memories to certain groups or songs. So, when I hear Interpol, I think about riding around with my bro and sis-on-law. We would go to North Austin and just drive around. This was during my 1st year. I guess I enjoyed it so much because I didn't have to be at my dorm with my crappy roommate. I rarely spent weekends at my dorm. I would just go over to my bro's and hang out over there.

And yes, I realize that most of my favorite memories involve being in a car on a highway. It's just something that I really like.

Sometimes I want to not be single. But 5 minutes later, I'm too happy that I'm single. It makes no sense. I guess it only happens when a pretty chic walks by. Guess that's normal. Ha!

Being single is great. I can look around without being scolded or anything.

Either way, I better get some sleep.