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I was kinda bitter for awhile. And I was gonna make a post that kinda looks like this.
"I take my speech back you SOBs, you don't deserve Tedification, and you fools have seen the last of the tedificator. I will now stop doing any interlake related activities (save band), and only focus on academics. I will spend my time in activities outside of school because Interlake doens't deserve my participation and efforts." That's the gist of it, although I'm supposed to sound even more pissed and proud.

Anyways. I was radio surfing and I started half way through Frank Sinatra's "My Way". And it hit me, straight in the heart. (dled it although I'm already getting sick of it typing this)

But here's the lyrics i heard, and maybe you can see why I was hit so bad, and that it eradictated all my ill feelings.

"Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!"