Mysterious Ways

I've spent the last couple weeks playing guitar and not doing much of anything else, which includes studying. Now, you can imagine my amazement when I realized that I just had the best round of midterms so far this semester. The first round was the worst, but I had spent the most time on homework/studying during that time. After Dynamics class, I talked with some of my classmates about smart people. We each had a story about a smart kid in high school who was always stoned/drunk. Somehow they still managed to either get a perfect score on the SAT or become the valedictorian, or both. I guess sometimes in order to do well, you just have to lighten up.

The last few weeks of after-school action have been like the scene in Fan Mail where Carrie's character is dancing around like a maniac in her bedroom. Just like that, except I do it for hours at a time.