Just got back from Young Life. It feels so freaking good outside now, it's honestly about 70 degrees. This is the part of the year I look forward to the most. The time where you can leave all the windows open in your house and in your car and just live. I sound like a idiot trying to explain it, but I love these couple weeks the most out of the whole year. Otherwise, everything is just perfect... perfect as it should be I suppose. I don't have anything major to worry about right now. It's nice... and I would suspect that the only thing I'll be genuinely freaking out about is Coffee House. It's too close. I don't have a good enough song. I want to practice with Zach more. I want to learn how to write like Zach. I want to ask Tori to Homecoming. I want to figure out why Mrs. Smith is so camera-shy. I want to get a good amplifier. I want to make a sweet song. Okay... now that I just put together about 748 want sentences, I'm gonna go to bed. Sleep good guys. Take care.