Hmm, I've noticed my terrible typing skills are becoming readily evident in my blog. Oh well, typos can exist comfortably with me.

Right now I'm at Old Hometown, and I'm so stressed out. I've got a Council meeting this afternoon at 1600, and then immediately following, I have Living Stations at 1830. Why do I live my life like this? I really do not enjoy the constant activity. I want peace in my life, and yet I constantly am getting involved in new things. What possesses me to keep up my hellish schedule?

The reason I have chosen today to complain about my busy life is because I got my Calculus grade today. I understnad Calculus, I just wig out on the tests. I have a 66. I've never had that low of a grade in my life for a grading period. I think my lowest is like an 88. What has happened to me? I have no time to study. Right now I have regular youth group, Core team, Latin State, Council, full coursework, and trying to maintain functioning relationships with my friends around the world. I just can't handle it right now. I need divine intervention. Or a personal assistant. I wouldn't say no to Sean Biggerstaff or Orlando Bloom. Actually I really want Ewan McGregor who is the film star love of my life. Real love life is non-existant. Am doomed to eternal spinsterhood. Am love pariah in manner of Bridget Jones or similar. Except she has Mark Darcy. I will stop ranting now and let you get on with your day. _morgan