Today was a half-day... a glorious, marvelous, signed out early anyways half-day. I went to old town Scottsdale with the guys and we took a lot of great pictures and ate a lot of great Mexican food. I love these guys and I think they're the only ones keeping me sane. I'm starting to hate all of these things that high school kids get themselves into. And I know for a fact that decency and overall dignity will completely fade with my graduating class. There will be no moral structure or ideology of right and wrong whatsoever. SHS will become a base for SRH-wearing, truck-driving, paraphenalia-carrying idiots who have nothing good to offer this world. That doesn't really matter though, because my Biola app is done. Ya hear me, done. Now I wait. And I don't think that there's anything I've been more anxious about. I want to go to Biola so bad I can taste it. Anyways, I'm going to get a raise at work and become a cashier, finally. And for a minute there, I almost quit to go work at Chicago Pizza Joynt. I'm glad I didn't. This company is alright, even though it makes me crazy sometimes. I'm going to finish my research paper (it's due Friday... yeah, that's what I said). Have a nice night guys.