I hadn't realized how far sucked into Ultimate Frisbee I was until ETHS had a five-day weekend. it's been over four days since I've played, and I'm suffering withdrawal.

I've been cleaning my room, and have come across some mementos of times long past. Lots of associative memories to wade through.

And speaking of memories, I had lunch yesterday with a munch of my choir friends, and we looked through about eight rolls of film from the England/France tour. And now, I've blocked out how abysmally maddening some people were there! Only happy memories now ^_^

I want to leave you with a quote that's been stuck in my head for a few days:

"People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands--literally thousands--of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss. The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives."
--Nick Hornby, High Fidelity

Tunes: "Manic Monday", The Bangles; "Come Sail Away", Eric Cartman; "Iris", Goo Goo Dolls; "You're So 1988", Epperley.