I have no idea why I worry. Really, there's no honest nor true part of me who admires the concept. Surely, whether it has anything to do with me or not, I really have a lot to be happy about. I have a lot to be excited about, I suppose it just takes time for things to start getting on track. I'm going to get my act together and promise myself a good rest-of-the-school-year and get aboard the highly technical art train. My doors have opened a bit for scholarships, and I'm going to apply for some. I can't wait to see how this will go.

Tonight my boy and I got together with our friends and went to check out what was happening under the world's microscope. A lot was happening, apparently. The Opening Ceremony was tonight and there were more protesters than there were tourists, it was quite a laugh. Not to mention the lack of snow, and the Arnold Schwarz -I'm not going to try spelling it - appearance. Anyway, the wind took us on our course to the less 'hazardous' areas out of town and we fled for entertainment. I'm not a fan of bowling (unless it's done in some sort of costuming) but we went anyway and spent some time acting young and reckless. Whilst on a search for pizza, the 6 of us crammed into a 2 door mustang (don't ask how) and proceeded to head bang to Billy Idol. I sort of introduced a missing part of my childhood I never had. Today was worry-less; I guess that's how I shall conclude, I have no idea what to expect, other than a whole lot of dancing with international party-goers. I need to have some fun.