So last night was the Viewmont Davis game. And it was spectacular. I worked and then when I got done, I went to the game, got the best hug of my life, spent time with my friends screaming and cheering for our team, got to see our team win, then spend even more time with friends who I love, and some other people who showed up. All in all, it was a spectacular night.

The thing is, I realized that the score of the football game was also kind of how my life is going. I feel like ever since things changed this summer, I'm soaring. And other people (cough cough) aren't. Maybe because they're stubborn and mad, maybe because they can't grow up and forgive. Either way, my friends and I...we've got lots of points. And you have nothing. Zero.