This song has been in my head for about a week now.

Let me just start by saying that I am finally better, no more icky sickness hanging around. I was able to make to the last day of Musicale on Friday. It was absolutely amazing to finally see everyone I had been missing for so long. Brioso did great, and we ended up singing with Hillcrest, which was an absolute blast. Musicale overall was amazing this year. We had really great songs, and our director, Dr. Plew, was incredible and inspirational.

(Us and Hillcrest singing Father of Light)

Monday marked the beginning of Spring Break for us Apple Valley Christian kids, and that meant a long break for me to recover and finally get back into the groove of human civilization after being attached to my bed and the bottle of cold medicine for a week. My ever so longed for break has been pleasantly busy so far hanging with different friends doing different things. Monday was spent doing my first behind the wheel and driving! (People on both the streets... and the sidewalks, beware.) That afternoon was busy with my friend Nathaniel, from Fullerton. Tuesday evening was spent drowning myself in barbecue wings and bumming around Best Buy with Adam and Linc. Wednesday was spent shopping with my best friend, Katie. That day/night was full of inside jokes and pictures and some deep conversation about recent events. I visited her school the next day and hung out with various people while she was doing testing. That days events ended with an amazing talk with my amazing friend Jazmine, whom my respect for has doubled.

(Katie and I... and our toothbrushes.)

All the giggles, shopping, and long talks aside, all the happiness aside, I'm kind of sad. Rightfully so being everything that has happened this month. It's been a tough month for me, a really tough month. All this "break up aftermath" tends to sneak on me when I least expect it. There have been things within the house that have bummed me out. Zac being gone in Europe (love you bro, hope you're having fun!) has left just me and mom. Lastly, I'm honestly harboring conflicted feelings about a lot of things and it's getting hard.

Darn you March, you were supposed to be good to me.

But I am happy, I really am. I promise.

Later bro,
Kyls.