So I was thinking. Psychological diarrhea. No pains. Just.. progress and being alive. Tonight was the first time ever I have been comfortable in a pack of people exclusive of Nikkipoo and Gris. Social anxiety is an issue I grapple with especially when I am among people whose opinions I value. High school in general is coming to a screeching halt. No impending sense of doom. In fact, the opposite. An Elysian rest. A foresightening epiphany. A salute and customary nod to things to come. This message brought to you by one wild and crazy stereotypically teenage night.