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So, I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind tonight…probably not the greatest idea in the world. (...not even about to get into the horde of irony provoked by this choice.) My own mind was spent so I proceeded to bed. The fetal position was pacifying, and the homemade tent sprung from my bedspread was equally consoling. Would you ever erase your memories? I used to joke that such a proposition was the only solution to my 'misfortune'. But presently... I don’t have anything to erase. All the reminiscences must have sprouted legs and walked off one day when I was struggling to finish Art History and worrying which would arrive first, my dress or Preference.

I received a parking citation yesterday. Blasted BYU cops, I suppose they’ve got not a thing better to do than prey upon poor freshman.

I have a condition in which I’m addicted to blowing off class. I have no idea how I managed an A-B average last semester (inspiration for all)…the only week I went to every class was the first. But I’ve managed to surpass my own record with winter semester…I didn’t even make it the first week. BUT I would like to announce 100% attendance for all three classes I had today! (Where's my red ribbon and cherry-flavored rainbow stick?) And I plan on attending both of my classes tomorrow…however, we shall see if 10:00 a.m. buzzing finds me well. To think: for four years I woke up at 5:30 every morning…ahh life BEFORE Phil205, Germ101, RelC333, etc.

I decided to take a “weird” class this semester; ya know…spice up my learning experience? The course I decided upon was Weight Training for Beginners. WHAT was I thinking? …the bar is a lot heavier than it looks. One perk (more like 45 if you count them individually)…the class is co-ed (2% betty, 98% guy)…meaning serious eye candy. So as I kill myself on the leg extension at least I die with a nice view and all.

I have no idea what the Mazda is groaning about now but it is making this funky knocking noise. I went to park (in the right lot this time) and my keys would not come out of the ignition. So my car is just kind of sitting there, keys and all... every thief's dream. But, what am I suppose to do? There’s no way I was going to willfully lock my keys in the car, again! I was planning a trip to Temple Square this Monday in honor of ol' Marty Jr.…I think I might have to postpone my touristy ambition.

News to Everyone!!! Something Corporate is coming to SLC on February 11…I’m so there. If you want to go, hit the cell or what-not. Tickets are already on sale from your favorite monopolizer…SmithsTix.com . K, now that I’ve turned my blog into an infomercial…

A thanks for everyone’s ‘Someone, somewhere’ comments. It’s stellar that people actually read this thing…ha and a bit scary. I might have to watch what I write in the future.

Sweet spotless dreams all.

Quote of the Day:

“How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!” -Alexander Pope

posted by Melissa at 04:04