My First Blog

Much like my first steps, my first night away from home, my first mullet and my first MANny-pack; my first blog seems to represent a right of passage into another chapter of my life. This is peculiar...I often mock blogs, blogging, bloggers, and blogosheres. Yet here I sit. If only my mother could see me now.

This next month will be a busy one:
-School starts (in a few hours)
-I am R.A.ing for the first time
-Fusion HD3 is about to be everywhere for W.O.W.
-Week Of Welcome all this week
-I will be busy as hell trying to line-up all the DJs for this semester
-I have to get out of Utah for one last trip

I'm not ready for school. All of my time has been spent getting ready to be a Resident Assistant and preparing Fusion HD3 for an awesome-busy year. I haven't bought my books, I don't know where my classes are, and I have no idea how I am going to manage my time. To make things worse my insomnia is coming back.

But it is in times like these that I learn the most. About who I am, what I can do and what is really important. Life's perils are just blessings in disguise.

Best of luck to all. Just know that there are people out there that love you.