June 16th 2010. I have been 19 now for 4 months and ten days. Feels like 4 years and 10 months. Work ultimately.. sucks. More drama then a highschool. It's storming right now.. thought you should know. LA beat up on Boston last night, Boise State is becoming a member of the MWC and Utah is more then likely going to join the ranks of the Pac-10 (12). The World Cup has started and there has been a lot of surprises so far. I applied for a job working on an oil rig in North Dakota. It's hard work but 26 weeks a year making 100k+.. I'd be stupid not to. Life with my family is only get worse as the days go buy. Doubt me and mom will ever have a decent convo together. Can't wait to leave next week and leave things behind for a change. No worries of any kind. I've started this thing that has help me with my problems. I write them down on a piece of paper, make that paper into an air plane, then toss them off the Mountain when I go up Farmington Canyon. You can almost feel them fly away. It's kinda cool and I'm going to make it a weekly thing. I told my friend this and she said now I am truely an artist. Thinking outside the box was always something I was good at. So I know this thing is really short and has been all over the place but I'm calling it good. I'll do a longer one tomorrow.