I just got home from a job I just started tonight. It's not so much a job as much as it is a part-time thing I'm doing for my Aunt. That thing: Wedding Photography. Over the past 4 or 5 months I've fallen in love with photography. I never thought I'd get into something like Art or Photography, but I did. And I love it. And this has me thinking, maybe I can make a life out of this. Make a living taking pictures? Sounds good to me. I still don't know where I'm going to college either. I love Biola, but I just don't know about it yet, I'm not sure if I have the means to leave Arizona after high school as much as I'd love to. It's weird for me, because I won't be going to back to the same stuff I've been going to back to for 12 years after this summer. No orientations, no welcome backs, no Senior year, no nothing. I like that though. I've become much too free to do something like that again. I sound like freaking Jimi Hendrix over here. Anyways, Matt and I decided to go to California instead of our senior year winter camp for church, how much does that rock? Anyways, I'm going to bed now, I'll write soon, don't worry.