I'm hanging out with Nick. Nick is cool. You should all like him. Don't worry, I have his verbal permission to add this photograph to my blog.
Anyways, I'm in a much better place right now. I got some words of inspiration from some people I really like, and a few people I kinda like yelled at me. Both made me feel better though. Damnit. This is becoming a diary. I hate this. Quick Shawn, be random and spontaneous.
This is Sam. I like him. And I'm in love with his sister. Wait, Grace. You're never allowed to read my blog.
I have problems with authority, and this blog is becoming more of a diary than I would like it to. I apologize. Wait, it's my blog, I do what I want.
OH YEAH.
I can't believe I forgot. I officially have an apartment in Santa Monica. I move in as soon as camp is over. Super exciting right? A few blocks from the beach, super nice place. I'll post pictures later when I feel like showing off. So yeah, if you live in So-Cal, let's party.
P.S. I'm almost really good at ukulele. Proof soon.
Personal victories aren't nearly as gratifying as overall victories. But at least I got something. I get kids within the next two hours, so that's somewhat exciting, but I'm not very happy right now. Whatever. In other news, I will be posting a new cover very soon that all of you will love and adore. I promise. Well, actually, wait, nevermind, I do promise you will love it. That sentence may or may not of made sense. Deal with it.
I feel like I should explain that I am having fun this summer. There's just a few people trying to make me upset.