Today Was Trueday

Often the worst beginning of these entries is that I have to think of a title for which to summarize what I'm talking about. Problem is: I don't know what I'm going to talk about or how to title it(titlize would be a sweet word). So gags came up at 12 and set up the sweet sweet program I now own and we heard some amazing music that's better than anything I own, and gagne had written some of it. He showed me a bunch of things that are important to know about the program, but mostly I'll just have to fiddle with it for a few weeks. We played raquetball and gagne isn't as bad as I thought. I wasn't playing badly, but I wasn't playing my best, and I beat him two out of three. It's almost as though winning was a disappointment because I had hoped that he could be someone I would come back to and say "I'll take you next time" to. But we did some sweet stuff today like halo2, football, smash and magic as well. I'm excited to start working on music but at the same time I'd wish I could just dive in and start making the music without learning the program. Oh, I guess I have nothing valuable to say. Let's just say for instance, all important thoughts had grown a distance. I'm not willing to say I look forward to school, because once I'm experiencing it I always scold myself for thinking school might be fun, but I will say I'm ready for it. I return Sunday and I'll get to see in my suite again, which might be fun. And derek said he'd be there! That punk had best stay true to his word. Oh, I was being very true today because most of my comments were getting the response, "very true" from gagne today. It feels satisfying to say valuable things. Things like "sweatshirts look amazing on women" and "ponytails are good, but not nearly as amazing as curly hair." Those mark some of the most important and valuable things I have said recently. So now I can start learning FLoops. I will do it. I will do it nine times.