the first step to recovery

so, i'm feeling a bit better than the last time i posted. after having a really lame couple of weeks and wishing and waiting for four months, the coldplay concert finally happened. it was so amazing, and i got to go with a friend who i hadn't been in touch with for awhile (which was one of the things that had been working against me). so i had that one really fun night and since then i've been a bit more optimistic about where i'm at. sure, i'm still nervous about my grades, but i decided that since i can't go back and redo anything, i should give it my best effort for the last few weeks of the semester and chalk the results up to a learning experience on the consequences of pride and laziness. and not let it happen again. but really, even though school is important and i do want to make the most of this opportunity, there is more to life that is more important. i.e. my "relationship" with, um, the Creator of the Universe and Savior of my soul. those quotation marks kill me to insert, but that pretty much sums up the situation in my (neglected) soul. but hey, being able to admit that there is a problem is the first step to recovery, right? it's getting to that second part, where there is actually action involved, that's tricky...