Fish in the sea, you know how I feel

So today's going pretty well.

I woke up three hours later than I wanted to, which irritated me, but I had...

a. a good breakfast
b. a lovely stroll in this GORGEOUSLY GORGEOUS weather
c. a fun-fun run-in with two and a half friends, causing me to throw my utterly serious plans out the window and catch the bus to Mac.

Did I mention that the weather outside is AMAZING? I am in love with it. We're currently making plans to get married. It's going to be a grandiose affar at St. Paul's cathedral, with a moderately sized orchestra playing Wedding Day at Troldhalgen as the processional. And there will be fudge brownies handed out during the ceremony because it'll be pretty boring for those who aren't too close to today's weather and I. Although one would think that everyone would be close to today's weather, because it's SO AMAZING, but we'll throw in the brownies just for the heck of it.

On the bus ride here I had the closest feeling to contentment I've had in a very, very long time. In fact, I think that the last time I felt it was a year ago sitting on the bus into Vieux Quebec, leaning on the shoulder and entwining myself in the hands of someone I was falling in love with. The fact that I am content without an aspect of falling in love involved makes me all the more happy.

Which reminds me. I seem to be going on a blind date in a week or so. All I know is that his name is Tyler, he has sandy blonde hair and glasses. This should be interesting.

Which reminds me, on August 18th at 11:32 in the morning I will be in the process of slowly going into cardiac arrest as I perform for my gr. 9 flute exam. I am mostly prepared, although I still have a bucketful of diminished 7th arpeggios to learn, as well as melodic minors in thirds. Actually, I only have three left to learn. Then I just need to get good at them. Then I have to get this one Genzmer study down, which is this weird piece that makes NO SENSE AT ALL, but that seems to be the point of it... so I must rock at it. I have to get my Rigoletto excerpt to sound like it does on the CD that I got out of the library, and I need to be able to double-tongue the Beethoven excerpt.

So we all know what was happening a year ago. I was panicking because I only had a week left before I went back to the fun world of banality and oppression that was known as Dunnville... so now I have to wonder what will be happening in one year from know.

- I'll know where I'll be going for university
- I'll most likely be making arrangements to get rid of all my stuff so I can move out
- I'll be about to quit my job so I can spend a year in NOTHING BUT SCHOOL (agh! I miss that!)
- I'll slowly be saying goodbye to all of my Hamilton friends

Ahh! I can't wait.

Now it's time to go to the bafroom. Oh, and apparently I make people want to have sex. With lepers. Thanks ErinMarie!