In the name of the wolf

That's a song by the band Last House on the Left. They're sick. If you dig heavier music, give them a spin. Rad stuff.

It's finals week, and I am unaffected. I have three to take in 5 days. In the immortal words of Travis Cook, "I'm chillin real hard."

I watched a total of 10 minutes of TV today and loved it. Not having to subject myself to constant barrages of advertisements about things I don't need is relaxing.

I leave for Florida this Saturday, and am very excited, but not in the same way I was last year. I noticed the differences:

Last Year-

I was excited to come home and see my friends, not have to worry about classes, and party. That and I was looking forward to cavorting around West Palm without a curfew. The typical stuff.

This year-

I'm still excited to see my friends, but that group I want to see has gotten considerably smaller, and I like it. Those I want to see are the ones I hold dearest to me, those friends who've always been behind me, and who I know regardless of our futures we'll always be able to pick right back where we left off. But most importantly, I'm excited to see my family.

I think one of the most forgotten things in our lives today is the importance of family. Not your extended network of friends you call your family, but your blood. They are the cradle from which you were molded into the human you are today, for better or for worse. I have a spectacular family, one which I love very much, and I'm not one known to use the word love in every day use. Just take this Winter Break, and appreciate it not for the spirit of Christmas so much (although Christmas still rocks) but just enjoy the moments you share with those you hold the closest, the ones you love the most. That's what I feel times like these are about. Family is the most important thing next to God in my life, and it only took me 19 years and change to realize that.