I could dance all night like I'm a soul boy...

Ive been listening to this song, for the past couple of, I don't know, hours, It's very...nice...sounding, which I like, while working on a paper about my father. It's not much of a paper actually, its more of a series of random thoughts thrown together. Does not make it any less difficult though. It's safer not to look around, I can't hide my feelings from anyone now. I have a website for all of you online freaks to take a look at, everything you might ever need to know about can be found at http://www.lostateminor.com/. I'll head to English Comp in about ten minutes, and on my way, I'll hope to cross paths with someone I know very little about, despite all the time I spend with her. I'll get there, and thank god it won't be awkward, because it could have been, really. Nate and I had a tussle on the B-ball court last night, but we worked it out, on the court. We sit next to each other in English, is why that could have been awkward, by the way. After I leave English, I'll do a little bit of dilly dallying so that I might run into a different someone. It usually works actually, for this one, but I barely get a hullo...Then I have an hour to kill. Last night, and the night before, I dreamed that I was in Glacier Park. I was rafting, and the water was extremely cold. In the water behind us was another raft full of people that I didn't know (however, I've heard that everyone in your dreams is someone you have seen before, your mind doesn't create people). There raft tipped, and they seemed to go into Cardiac Arrest or something, because they just stopped, and let themselves drown. It was scary. Lane told me he dreamed about being drafted into the army, also a very frightening dream, I'm sure.

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

I need to laugh, and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about
I feel good, in a special way
I'm in love and it's a sunny day

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

We take a walk, the sun is shining down
Burns my feet as they touch the ground

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

Then we lie beneath a shady tree
I love her and she's loving me
She feels good, she know she's looking fine
I'm so proud to know that she is mine

Good Day Sunshine

-The Beatles

As you may have ascertained from the lyrics above, the sun is most certainly out right now in Kalispell, MT. I was just released from English Composition, and am now killing an hour before heading to Theater. I am waiting for an email from Mrs. Connie Jones, librarian and applications counselor, containing my high school transcript, and my SAT scores. This will hopefully allow me to apply to college with a little bit less trouble. I need to get busy.

Okay so...

That's me there on the right in a picture taken about a year ago. I have a purple jolly rancher in my mouth, and I think that I am looking a little bit unlike myself. Which is fine by me. Anyway, someone I know started a blog recently and I got to thinking. What in the world could be more interesting than reading about myself. I don't actually believe that, I hope you know, I just thought that it would be funny to write something narcissistic like that at the beginning of my blog, to send a good message.