So, tomorrow is the big day. Tournament. What do I do? I make myself super depressed. But in every ending there is a beginning.

Its time to find out who I really am. Who knows how long that will take... Maybe I will get lucky and have another huge epiphany in Europe and know exactly what I want out of life, and maybe that won't come for a few years. As I concentrate on me, I need to go find that light at the end of the tunnel.

Other than that, I have two tests tomorrow and I'm banging my head against the wall in hopes that something will stick.

Short and sweet, just like a lolly.