So, here I am in Chicago..actually right now, I'm technically in a suburbia known as "Streamwood" but still, it's very close to the city. I've only been in the city a few times, but I love it. I love all the small little delis, the weirdos, all the indie house movie theatres that are cheap and have showings that start at midnite and end at six in the morning for only three dollars. I like the big city, I like the huge assortment of cultures and people. Although, I'll probably never live in one, mostly because of high rent, and maybe a twinge of fear of getting mugged/raped. Still, the city has it's ups and downs, and it's all very pretty. Dad told me over the phone about school, and this is what he has for me, first choice is art and chorus, second choice is culinary arts and drivers ed. Culinary arts sounds interesting to me, I didn't even know they had that, but dad said he found it in some "book" and that he thought it suited me, I don't really even know what first and second choice are, but all the choices sound pretty good to me. My cousin burned me his yellowcard CD which is allright, but he got really mad at me when I mentioned how Likin Park doesn't seem to technically "sing" but more like "whine and scream like the little wussies they are" which, like I said, made him not talk to me the rest of the day I was with him. I wonder if Carson will get mad if I go see Napoleon Dynamite without him..mom told me that we could go to a matinee today to see it because we're being hit by storms so there's nothing for us to work on, on the outside I mean. And my grandmother is cool because she likes indie house. Which is awesome! And Carson's online..so I leave here..adieu!