I can figure out the point of anything

Upon the completetion of the first week of school, things have been...well...rather strange. New semester, new bishopric, new roommates, new ward members, and now, new calling. The only familiarity I've had are my friends and my apartment. Alfredo still stops to chat with me, and that feels normal. All I can say is 'Thank Goodness for a Super Awesome Evanescence Concert !!!" That may have just saved my sanity. Also contributing to my peace of mind are my new DDR CD and my new Spiderman Disk thrower. I'm glad it's the simple things that really matter. Who says there are age limits on toys ?!?! Those things are the 'Fountain of Youth'. Too bad Ponce de Leon never had a Spiderman Disk shooter. It would have saved him a whole lot of trouble.