Not with a bang but a whimper

Lindsey broke up with me.  It was not entirely unexpected.  She's been unusually busy to the point where it felt a lot like she was avoiding me, and then I got a text message asking if we could talk.  Nothing good comes of those text messages.

So I'm sort of sad, I really liked her, much more than any girl I had dated before, and it was in a lot of ways my first legitimate relationship.  I suppose that trivializes every other relationship I've had in a big way, but they were all pretty trivial in comparison.

That said, I'm ok.  In this brave new world of high stakes, post-mission dating, I often felt like I wanted to get to know more people before settling into something long term.  So it's probably for the best.  And if we were going to break up, she chose a very good time.  It gives a nice clean start to the beginning of summer.
So, off we go!

Boa Noite

I've decided I want to be well read. So i'm going to check books out from the library and read them. I just started reading Catch-22, so hopefully I'll see what all the fuss is about. This is the first of several new-friday resolutions. I also want to spend a bit of time playing piano, i think i'm going to make it up to salt lake city next week, since Lindsey got tickets to a UofU basketball game, so I figure I can bring my keyboard down from Cami's. Specifically, I want to learn how to play jazz a bit. I'm doing a report on a jazz pianist for my jazz appreciation class, so i figure i could appreciate some jazz by learning to play it too.

I also want to start exercising consistently. Not constantly, but I think I have enough time to be consistent. I went to the gym today for the first time in around 3 years. That was pretty good, I was happy to find out that i'm not much weaker than i was in high school when I worked out.

By the way, because 'this girl i'm dating' is long and seems a little cold, I'm dating Lindsey. She's pretty awesome, and doesn't have a facebook, so no facebook stalking. Sorry.

I'm more than half way done with the semester. It's going alarmingly fast, as life tends to do. But so far everything's going as well as could be expected, and now i need to go to sleep.

Writing from the Wilk

I like to eat bananas on the way to class. This is partly because when i'm not eating bananas i find the smell of bananas a bit offensive, and don't like to wish that on others, but it's mostly because then i can hold onto the banana peal in case of would be pursuers.

I'm concerned. My life is far too good. I'm afraid that something catastrophic will happen, like me breaking a bone, or something like that.

Remember the days when I would make these long emo posts about my relationship status and things like that? Those were good days. I don't really feel inclined to do that anymore, but it's worth noting that i've been dating a girl for a little while, so that's sort of cool. So I vaguely had a valentine for valentine's. That's a first. Other than that I pretty much spend all my time studying. I have probably studied more for school this semester than all of my life combined, I'm not even exaggerating. I'm so excited for next week though, because for the first time in over a month I don't have a single midterm, so hopefully I can get into a schedule of studying a little bit everyday instead of studying a lot to get everything down just in time for the test, which is what i've been doing.

I've also been giving a lot of thought to going into a biology related field. That was my plan for a long time, up until about 7th grade when i read that marine biologists don't make much money, and then had a series of uninspiring science teachers. But now i am finally taking science again, and I'm remembering how it's fun and alive and dynamic. So that's cool. Hopefully i'll figure out what to do there.

Anyway, that's my life. I'm pretty happy with it.