Paul, Mason, and I are not going to sing the national anthem at graduation. I am definetly saddened by this thought, but you know what, there could be worse things in life. The senior band dinner was last night. My dad and I started setting up around 2 and didn't stop until right about 5. Thankfully my cousin and my brother were able to help us set up as well, but the whole dinner turned out to be really awesome. I think that everyone enjoyed themselves for the most part. Here it is If I may say bodly, Or will that put me in shame? That I don't know. I know how you feel, But realistically I don't think anyone does. That is more of just something Shall we say To comfort. But how do we know What comfort is? That's my point. Because I know My comfort changes everyday, But maybe that's why It is comfortable. Months go by Any maybe my car has broke At least a couple of times. And it is uncomfortable, But that is why it gives me Some comfort. But still notice That I haven't totalled my car. And within these months My car has been through a lot. And while some days It doesn't work as well, My car still takes me from Point A to Point B, And that is love enough In itself. ~Kris