Hey there.

The game last night was interesting I suppose.
Too bad that I couldn't go sit next to Evan.

Stevenson homecoming is tonight and my face is angrily broken out. We don't really have a distinct plan, but I bet it is all going to turn out fine because that is how it always happens. I need to get ready but I'm avoiding it. I don't want to go jump in the shower or anything. Maybe I will after this.

I have no clue where my parents are, but this really isn't any new news. They are often gone and don't tell me where they are going. They are probably on a walk or golfing or something. I wish that they were home though, my mom said she was going to paint my nails. Hopefully my mom actually called to get my boutonniere.

I'm realizing a lot more lately that I am getting older. I've noticed things that I do, or feelings I get, or basically other little things like that which make me realize that I am growing up. For instance, Liz and I went out to dinner together and for the first time I felt like it would have been perfectly normal for me to have just grabbed the keys and drive us myself instead of with my mom. Not to mention it was just the two of us talking in a restaraunt at dinner time which wouldn't have happened a year or two ago. Just little things like that make me realize. Then other little things make me wonder if I'm wasting time that is passing. I really hope that I'm not. I want to do what I want to do so I enjoy life. I hope that is what I am doing.