Singin' in the rain.

Did you know that I can control the weather? As I set out for choir this evening, I noticed some ominous clouds gathering in the sky. There was rain forcast for this evening. I walk to the university for choir, and I didn't want to get too wet in transit, so I brought my umbrella. This guaranteed that it would not rain on the way there or on the way back. Brandishing the umbrella totally worked, because the rain didn't start until after I got home. Take that, weatherman.

As I go through the slow, agonizing process of "growing up", I'm trying really hard to accept peoples' differences, and not thinking too badly of people when I disagree with their actions. So I'm trying not to think mean thoughts about the new people at choir who chattered all through rehearsal and were petting each other's hair. And I'm also trying really hard not to be frustrated at the person who is convinced that this is only season 2 of Lost, even thought I tried to explain the last year's season 2 premiere to her in great detail.

I'm trying.