In which I tell you about what's new... and also what's not-so-new. 

- So, today I got my black belt. (In taekwondo, if you haven't read my "About Me".) I've been doing taekwondo for about three years, and I did it. I finally got my black belt. It still hasn't sunk in. Of course, I won't get the belt for another few weeks, because they have to send away for it to Korea. Maybe it'll sink in then.

The test was today, and there were about a hundred poom belts in this medium-sized room with hardwood floors, a stage, and chandeliers. It looked like a ballroom, but we didn't dance. We did forms, board breaking and sparring. And then we clapped for about a thousand hours while every single person was called one-by-one to go up on stage and receive their certificate. I could go on, but this is a headline post.

- Tomorrow's Easter, as you all know. Every year the Younger Brother and I get Easter baskets filled with candy and various knick-knacks, and it just makes Easter morning a happy morning. You can't nurse a dismal mood when you're sorting through a basket of surprise delights.

- I'm looking for a job. I don't want one, but I need one. Probably more on this later.

- I have a piano recital next weekend. I'm doing two pieces: "The Theme from Clair de Lune" and "Hungarian Dance". "The Theme from Clair de Lune" means "the first three pages of Clair de Lune that I made up an ending for, because I couldn't learn the rest fast enough to play at the recital". Sounds a lot better the first way, though. 

Anyway, this last week I didn't tinkle the ivories at all. Not one bit. And then I went to my piano lesson yesterday and played my two pieces as good, if not better, than I had ever played them before. So, I have this theory. I'll practice insanely hard the first part of this week, and then let the piano lie dormant until the day of the recital. Then I'll practice a few times before we actually go to the recital, and then I'll perform. Sort of conserving the music until I really need it, if you will. Sure, it sounds kind of dangerous and risky and might backfire, but hey! What's life without a little risk?

- I've been working hard on The Chaos I Am. (See earlier post New Story if you have no idea what I'm talking about.) I'm trying to get to know Seyf better, but it's slow work.

Incidentally, I made a new cover for TCIA:

Whaddaya think? Would you read a story with this cover?

   

- The Younger Brother has an aversion to wetness. Water on the bathroom counter, having wetness on his socks, any kind of wetness. We think it was because, when he was a baby, Mom used to shoot him with water from a spray bottle when he'd scream in the car. Scarred for life.

- I got accepted to American University, and they're like my second-or-third-place choice! So... YAY! So far I'm four for four, just waiting on the most important two to come back! *happy dance*

We'll see if they give me any money. -_-

- On an online forum today, I saw someone complaining that Jesus is a "Mary-Sue".

They were like: Jesus is such a Mary-Sue! He never did anything wrong! Seriously, if anyone could show me anywhere in the Bible where he ever did anything wrong, I'd take it back, but he's such a Mary-Sue!

I was like: Umm... I think your anti-psychotic medication is messing with your logical reasoning, my friend. If Jesus weren't PERFECT, what you say is Mary-Sue-ish, then there wouldn't be any Bible! Jesus wouldn't be the Christ! We wouldn't worship Him! You would have never heard of Him! You see, Jesus isn't perfect because He's a Mary-Sue... He's perfect because He's, um, GOD IN THE FLESH!

...Of course, I didn't post this retort. Number one, because the thread was a really old one that had been necro-bumped. Number two, because this really old post was on like the second page and the thread had six pages. Anyway, even if these two issues hadn't existed, I would have kept my virtual cool and posted without caps-lock, because caps-lock never won any battles. You guys are just the lucky ones who get to hear me yell and rant! 

- In other news, we witnessed a car crash today. Sort of.

Traffic was backed up, and some lady drove off the road at 5 MPH until she got too close to the edge and slid off the cliff. Two trees caught her car, though, so we called 911 and the police/ambulance came. She was fine, but dazed and groggy. Maybe she was drunk or on something, or maybe she was diabetic. Who knows.