It's Over, It's Over, Cause Strongbad Says Its Over...

     Well, class is now over. Such a sad day :'(. It really has been a wonderful class; probably my most favorite class I've taken. I have learned so much from it.
     Some basic information; this semester I enrolled in a Psych 390R class, Special Topics. The class itself was Psychology of Social Media. It was the first time the class had ever been offered; it was a guilty pleasure and an experiment ran by the professor to see how it would work, and if it was worth teaching again in the future. It was a 3 hour class, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which seems daunting. If it were any other class, I would have never even considered registering for it; I cannot sit down in a class for 3 hours, no matter the subject. But I felt I would make an exception for this class, and it was worth it. And as for the experiment, I feel it was a success; I was able to take away a lot from the class, and I feel it should definitely be offered again. If you ever have the opportunity to take a class similar, I recommend it.
    Before taking the class, my feelings toward social media were all around negative. I felt there were some positive aspects to social media, but I also felt that I was attempting to justify it. I was sure that psychologists, scientists, and 'professionals' all thought social media was bad and had no benefits attached to them. One of the first things that I learned from this class is that I was wrong. Social media does have many benefits. But it is a two edged sword; just as social media can help people connect over long distances, spread information faster than through traditional media, and provide opportunities that otherwise would not be available, it also can be addicting, anti social, and can lead to identity theft, loss of privacy, and possibly worse. In all, the major lesson I took from the course (which is something I felt before, I just had no professional backup to my feelings) is that social media is a tool, a catalyst to both social life and media information. It, as well as technology in general, is there to make life easier. The danger is when we begin to rely on it; when it becomes not a tool, but a crutch. Once people begin to rely on these tools, they start to believe they cannot live without it. Eventually they get to they point where they give up other things in life, and the only thing they know HOW to use is social media; it is at that point where they really can't live with out it. Then what happens when the wifi drops? When the cell tower burns down? Or when there is a blackout/power outage? Or worse, what happens when it all shuts down, permanently? I'll leave you to think about that, but what about before we had any of it? What happened before we had smart phones and computers? They aren't that old, you only have to go back a decade. I have lived in a world without the smart phone. Sure I was young, but my parents seemed to survive pretty well. What about before electricity? They managed to get along fine with out phones, computers, internet, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram. These things are here as catalysts, not wheelchairs. When we can understand that, we are ready to learn how to use social media more intelligently, in the way it was meant to be used; as a tool. And that is what I learned from this class. Sure there was more in the curriculum, and I learned a lot with all of that, too. But if I was only allowed to take away one thing, what I said would be enough; I could figure out the rest along the way.
     This post is short. I'm sorry about that (some of you may actually be relieved XD). It's also solely a reflection; again I apologize. It was stuff I needed to say; and not just to fulfill the assignment, I really felt I had to say it. Next week (hopefully) I will go back to my usual random nonsensical, wibbely, wobbely, timey wimey....stuff. Till then, peace!

The Penultimate Post

     Yay! One follower! When I started this blog, I mentioned in the first post that I was not doing this to get a following. I didn't care who read my blog, nor who cared. But as it turns out, I still found out checking my stats after every post and getting excited by the number of page views I had. After the third(?) post, a few of my friends/family shared my blog on Facebook, which got me kind of excited. I got a comment on the second post, which made me happy. People would comment/like my links on Facebook, and after my most recent post I got a follower, which made my day. Now why? Didn't I say I wasn't in this for the followers? Now there are two things I would like to glean from this. But first I do want to preface by saying this blog was an assignment for my Psychology of Social Media class. The class itself is an experiment of sorts: will it work or not? What will work, and is it something that can be taught more in the future? One of the assignments of the class was to write personal reflections of each week. Because of the nature of the class, the professor asked that instead of a generic reflection paper that we turn in each week, we write our reflections on blogs instead. I tried with each blog post to not make it sound too much like a reflection/homework assignment--as it would be read by the public--and yet still fit the parameters of the assignment. I feel I have done a good job so far (though the last two posts I had trouble thinking of what to say to keep it 'real'). Now we are at the end of the class, and this is the next to last reflection assignment. With that said, this post and possibly next weeks will be more reflection oriented, and I apologize for that. But I do feel that I want to continue to go on with these blog posts; I have been enjoying that. And I will go more into detail on that in a moment.
     Now as I said, there were two things that I wanted to glean from my excitement in the stats of this blog. First of all, from what I learned on Twitter; regardless whether or not you want popularity, you need to have some sort of following to get anywhere with social media. And it can be very difficult to get that following if you do not already have a good foundation of people who use the platform. Some are easier than others to get going (Facebook for example). Others, like Twitter, are harder to get involved in--if you don't already have a circle, it takes some effort to get one. And then there are some, like blogger, that don't need a following per se, but having one helps give motivation to keep writing.
     Now the second point is a little more relevant to my class. Having a following becomes a psychological thing. And if I haven't learned anything else from the PSYCHOLOGY of Social Media class, it's that there are definitely some psychological aspects that make people desperate for a following. There are many people who seek for attention through social media. Teenagers, as I learned from developmental psychology, are more insecure of their social standing. Its no wonder than that most teenagers develop a sense of social status by the number of Instagram followers, Facebook friends, and Twitter retweets they get. In social psychology, I've learned about the egoism and self-serving bias that every person innately has. It brings to mind the people who spend so much time making sure their Facebook posts are perfect, that their profile pictures is one of their best pictures, and that the 'perfect' selfies with the 'perfect' filter go on Instagram whereas the not so appealing photos get 3 seconds on Snapchat. Everything I have learned in this class has parallels to all the other psychology courses I've taken. And while I would like to think I am 'better than the crowd' (self-serving bias), there is an ingrained part of me that cares about my social status just as much as everyone else. I would like to think I have a better sense of security about it; I don't have a lot of followers on Twitter, my Facebook posts don't get a lot of activity, and my wife is my only Instagram follower, yet I do not feel insecure or depressed because of this. My ego and self-confidence are not damaged because of that. But it is still a boost to both to get likes on a Facebook post and page views on this blog. So I'm grateful my professor had me do these blogs; I've learned a few things, not only about social media, but also about myself. As I've thought about what to say in my posts, I've been able to reflect on the things I have been learning these past few weeks. As I've tried to keep my posts from sounding like homework assignments, I've seen how what I've been learning has applied to my own life. And as I look back on my excitement in the activity my blog has seen (albeit small), I've learned more about myself in relation to social psychology, and the ways that social media falls into that realm. I've also learned, as mentioned above, how social media falls into other areas of study in psychology, and it has been very intriguing for me. It is definitely a class I would recommend to fellow classmates and future college students.
    Now as I said before, and as the title alludes, this is the second to last post for my homework assignment. But I feel I want to keep this blog going. One of the things I've learned from blogging an understanding of the fascination others get from blogging. I have enjoyed the opportunity to write my thoughts down each week. I want to continue to do so. The problem I face now is that it will no longer be a homework assignment, I will no longer have that extrinsic motivation to do so...it will almost be purely intrinsic motivation that keeps me writing. We shall see how it works out. In any case, it has been fun, and I have been very grateful for the opportunity. I hope I haven't completely bored anyone. Till next week :)

Call it Magic

     I am a musician. Music has always been a major part of my life. When I was little my mom had me take piano lessons. From that small spark, my love for music has exploded. My grandfather, Dr. Blackinton, is a professional trumpet player, and I always enjoyed watching him play. It was no surprise to my family when I decided to join band in Middle School, nor was it surprising that the trumpet was my instrument of choice. Over the years I continued to grow my musical inventory: piano, trumpet, singing, guitar, ukelele, with some minor experience with other similar instruments. Trumpet, however, became my favorite. My uncle loaned me his trumpet when I started playing in Middle School, and my grandfather got me a brand new trumpet for my very own for my 16th birthday. I loved trumpet so much that I ended up missing the last three weeks of High School, including my own graduation, because of an opportunity that came up to play in a Brass Band in Nauvoo, Illinois over the summer. It was really difficult for me afterword, because I had to put my trumpet away for two years to serve my Mission to Hawaii. As a trumpet player, two years is a very long time to not play. The muscles in the lips take a while to rebuild (I'm still rebuilding them, over a year after coming home). But I knew it would be worth it.
     Now you are probably wondering, what does this have to do with technology? With social media? Isn't that kind of the theme of this blog? Well, I'm getting there. When I got home and came back to Hawaii for school, I jumped on the opportunity to get in the band program. Unfortunately, it was difficult for me at first; I didn't know who to talk to, or where to go. Then social media comes to the rescue. My friend, over Facebook, invited me to an campfire on the beach. It was there that I met the nephew of one of the band professors on campus. We traded email and phone numbers, and he told me he would get me in touch with his uncle. Sometime between that chance meeting and his uncle contacting me, the professor found out I had some connection to Dr. Blackinton (I'm assuming through Facebook), who was Director of Bands at BYU Provo campus for years, and who this professor had studied under. He also found out that I was involved in the Nauvoo Brass Band, and when he called me he asked me about these two things. I told him that Dr. Blackinton was in fact my grandfather, and it was actually through him that I found out about the NBB opportunity. He asked me if I wanted to get into the band program, which I immediately to in the affirmative. The next day my trumpet and I were officially reunited (I had blown a few notes here and there before hand, but this was a full 2 hour rehearsal) in the Salsa Orchestra on campus. I have since been involved in multiple band organizations on campus, and it has been wonderful.
     Unfortunately, while I was in Hawaii as a missionary, there was a sort of mishap back home with my trumpets. After discussing it with me, my parents decided we didn't need my uncles trumpet anymore, so they sent it back to him so his son can use it in his school. The problem was, all of my cleaning supplies were with that instrument. This may or may not be common knowledge, but the inside of a trumpet can get very...nasty if not cleaned regularly. Every month I run water through the instrument and scrub it out with what is called a snake (picture below). Every three months or so, I like to give it a full bath, letting it sit in the bathtub soaked in vinegar water for about 30 minutes, then brushing it with the snake.  It is very important to do; imagine the buildup that can be caused from blowing into the horn for several hours a day....nasty. Now like I said above, my snake (as well as some other things I used to clean the trumpet) were in the case with my uncle's trumpet. Meaning when I came here to school with my trumpet, I did not have any cleaning supplies. Meaning no monthly cleanings. No quarterly baths. Gross. Another problem. I live in the small town of Laie, on the North Shore of Oahu. The nearest music store, that I know of, is in Honolulu. That is about an hour drive...but I don't have a car. There is a bus, but that is almost 2 hours. With my school and work schedule, I don't have the time to go to Honolulu anytime I want. And even if I did, the bus doesn't go directly to the music store. It involves a walk through the city. Time I unfortunately do not have.

Trumpet Cleaning Snake

    So now you can see my dilemma. Social Media to the rescue, yet again! This week...today actually, I finally got fed up with not having a way to clean my trumpet (it's been over a year now....GROSS). I don't even want to know what's living inside of it right now. I have watered it down a bit, and attempted giving it a bath, but I still need at least a snake to really CLEAN the thing. I remembered earlier this week I had purchased the new Coldplay album from Amazon (yes, I love Coldplay, and unfortunately Wal-Mart and Target are just too far away...I was desperate, OK?) and I thought..."Hey. If I can't get my cleaning supplies from a store, why don't I look online to get them? It worked with 'Ghost Stories'." So I went on Amazon. Sure enough, everything I needed was a few clicks away. By this time next week, I should have everything I need and my trumpet will get its LONG needed bath. Finally.
    The moral of this long-winded, seemingly pointless story? Social Media, and technology in general, has helped me, even in my musical endeavors. Could I have accomplished these things before Social Media? Could I have gotten in contact with the music department without Facebook, eMail, and Phone? Sure. Could I have gotten my cleaning supplies before Amazon? Of course. Was technology the only solution? No. But it made it easier. Which can be a blessing and a curse. In todays society, MANY things are made easier with Social Media, and technology in general. But it is a two edged sword; for some people, it has become a crutch they [think they] cannot live without. People become reliant on these things, to the point where they feel helpless without their phone or their laptop. Heck, you can see that just in my story; If it weren't for Amazon, my trumpet would not be getting its bath next week. I could have made the time to get to a store, if I was desperate enough. I could have asked around campus to find out where the Music department was located, and which professors to talk to. Did those thoughts cross my mind? Not until recently...possibly not until I was writing this blog.
     There are so many things that Social Media and technology makes easier. That's why they were invented; to make life easier, in some way. We just need to remember that they are tools for us to use, not crutches for us to lean on. Once we become dependent, it is hard to reacquire independence. That is my rant for the week.....

The standard of truth has been erected...

     “The Standard of Truth has been erected; no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing; persecutions may rage, mobs may combine, armies may assemble, calumny may defame, but the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent, till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done.” When Joseph made this declaration in the early 1840s, I don't know if he imagined how literal it would become with the advent of the internet and social media (and then maybe he did). The amount of progress the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has made just in the past 5 years is astounding to me. While I was on my mission, not even two years ago, I had several conversations with some fellow missionaries about the use of technology in missionary work. We talked about how having iPads would make organizing of the paperwork we had to do (and we had to do a lot, FYI) a lot easier. But since I, as well as some others, were convinced that the Church would never give missionaries iPads, we settled for creating a program for phones, which one missionary actually set out to writing. A few months after this particular conversation I met a missionary who's dad actually worked in the Tech department in the Church, and he mentioned how iPads would be tested out in several missions. I didn't believe it. A few months after that the Church gave a special missionary broadcast explaining how technology would be used in missionary work in the very near future, including iPad use, and that all of these new ideas are being tested out in several missions already. Needless to say, I was amazed. 

     The thing is, it's not just the LDS church that has been moving to a 'paperless' church; several different churches and religions are using social media to their advantage. And it isn't even limited to religion; charity organizations, businesses, education programs, governments, and even political activist groups are jumping onto the digital frontier in what is now known as digital altruism. After the Boston Marathon Bombing last year, the terrorists were caught through a search of photos of the event on social media sites. Public awareness on government controversies in Egypt was spread through Facebook and Twitter. Equality movements (such as gay marriage and women's rights movements) have made major headway on the digital frontier. Just this past week, on Mother's Day, many people were able to connect with their mothers through Skype, phone, FaceTime, and other social media platforms, when they otherwise would not have been able to. Technology has opened the doors for many major advancements in society. It is amazing how far we've come. The question comes, how much farther can we go? 

Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey....stuff

     Before I served a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, I was an avid reader. For as far back as I could remember, I was always reading. Always. When I was 8 years old, my cousin gave me "The Hobbit" as a gift. I finished it in about a week. My mom then convinced me to read the rest of the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy by telling me my dad had tried to read it when he was a teenager and never finished it. So I read and finished those books before I was 9. I always had something to read. I was always in the middle of several books, from several different series. While I would be waiting for the next book in a particular series, I would be reading a different book from another series. I read when I woke up. I read in the car. I read at the dinner table. I read myself to sleep each night. I always found time to read. I can remember the first time in my life when I didn't have something to read, halfway through my senior year. I didn't know what to do with my free time. I was almost depressed.

     I also did not have a smart phone at this time. I had a cheap flip phone with no texting, no data plan. I could make and receive phone calls, and I had one, dorky little game on it. I did not have a iPod Touch. I had an iPod Nano, which I would use to listen to music as I read. I didn't have a computer. Or a laptop. I did have a Facebook, but my access to it was limited. There were computers in my house, but due to various reasons, as per my own request, I did not know any of the passwords to the computers; I had to ask my parents to log in for me.

     Now don't get me wrong; I wasn't a complete loser. I had friends, I loved playing outside (I had a small half-court basketball hoop in my backyard, and I used the pool often). I wasn't completely shut off from technology: I loved playing video games, on console and the PC. I knew my way around the internet--for better or for worse-- and was an expert at several programs on the computer. But my access was limited, and I enjoyed the time I could escape from the world in the shoes of fictional characters.

Fast forward two years. I come home from my mission and the first thing my parents hand me is an iPhone. One of the first things we buy me for college is a laptop. I do buy a couple books as well, and manage to finish one before I come back to Hawaii for school. But something happened. I no longer had time to read. A year and a half later from the time I bought those two books and I am only 2 chapters into the second book. I downloaded the Kindle app on my phone for the purpose of reading yet another book that I found out about a year ago, and am only halfway through it. I wonder; what happened to the time I finished the entire Harry Potter series in 5 days? Or the time I read the entire Twilight saga in 4 days (4, because the third day I was waiting for the last book to be released the next day...also something I admit hesitantly)? If it were that time, I would have finished the three books I had purchased in a matter of days, if not hours.

     It's because I no longer have time, I reason. I'm spending time in classes, doing homework, hanging out with my fiancé-now-wife. But then I look back at the hours I've logged on Facebook and Angry Birds (as well as the other couple dozen games I've played on my phone). I am no longer reading when I wake up; I am checking my Facebook. Instead of reading on the bus, I am slicing fruit on my phone. Between classes I'm texting my friends. I fall asleep to Facebook and Youtube. What happened? I didn't run out of time, I got connected. Not only did I get connected, I got addicted.

     Now you may be wondering why this seems to contradict my last blog post about how I can't seem to get a hang of this social media stuff. Let me explain; I have trouble socializing on social media. My posts on Facebook are rare...once every month--if that. I go on splurts, but its a few posts and that's it. My profile picture has been the same since December, and the only reason it changed is because I got married (gotta have marriage photo as profile photo). I comment more often than I post, but even then it's rare. I spend most of my time on Facebook scrolling. There was an analogy made this week of checking the fridge, finding its empty, yet 2 minutes later you're checking the fridge again (on a side note, I did that in high school; I would walk back and forth between the 'empty' fridge and 'empty' pantry two or three times, go back to my homework, and two minutes later would be doing my rounds again). That's what I do on Facebook; I scroll down the News Feed, rarely actually finding anything of interest. When I do, I may share it, and do a little bit of Facebook stalking; but regardless, I am accomplishing nothing. I am an anti-social Facebook addict. =P.

     So this week I decided to do a little experiment. Over the break between Semesters, I had watched Divergent with my family. Since I had made a pact with myself never to watch a movie before reading the book, I felt a pang of guilt and bought the Divergent trilogy on Kindle, but hadn't made much progress on it. So this week I decided I would put effort into reading it instead of wasting time on Angry Birds (actually, right now it's 2048 that has my attention). So I did. I'm still appalled at myself that it actually took effort to read a book, and I'm nowhere near the attention level I used to be while reading (part of it IS because of my wife seeking attention, as well as studying for classes), but I have managed to almost finish the first book. I made progress. Instead of wasting time on stupid phone applications, or surfing the Facebook News Feed, I engaged in a book. Now yes, it was still on a screen (which I hate...I will always prefer paper books), but I READ something. And I feel so much better. I don't feel anxiety from being separated from my dear Facebook (first of all, I'm not THAT addicted, it's mostly just boredom), and 2048 hasn't missed me at all. I also find myself more focused when reading my textbooks. I don't feel as tired, or that I wasted time. I feel good. My next goal is to take my reading outside; go to the beach for the first time in ever--maybe even get in the water! That would be so refreshing....I miss playing outside.

     I don't think I will ever be able to go as far as completely disconnecting. Like I said in my first blog post, that would be suicide in today's world. But I have made my first step in overcoming an addiction. I still need to work on my actual social presence (with Twitter especially, to finish my little experiment there), but I am working on getting away from the senseless boredom that is scrolling down the News Feed. And I am working on bringing back one of the most important aspects of my pre-mission life: reading. I say this week is a success. GO ME!!!

#psychsocialmedia

PS I think I'm actually starting to like this whole blogging thing.....it's good to get my thoughts out. Keep this up and I may actually start a journal!

Supernva

Blame it on my ADD

     I think this tweet would sum up the story of this week. Or my life. #realworldproblems #blameitonmyadd #arenthashtagsalittledumb #sigh #ohwell #heylooka #butterfly. But all humor aside, getting involved in social media has taken a little more effort than I imagined it had. It is partly because of me and my problems; I've always been a little shy--starting conversations has never been my strong point. I usually wait for someone to talk to me first. And I have noticed that this week as I have been paying more attention to my activity in Facebook and Twitter; I don't post very often (I usually can't think of anything to say), but I comment a lot. On the other hand, it isn't all because of my social networking retardation (for all you activists and politically correct people out there, I use that word with its true meaning-I really am slow at this kind of thing--I'll get back to this in a bit); I have found with Twitter--for myself at least--it's a little harder to make a presence of yourself. I don't have many friends who use Twitter, making my network very small to start out with, and as I have trouble expanding my network by myself as it is, it's hard to get the popularity. Though, I will remind myself and any potential readers that popularity was not my intention. I would also like to point out that there was one person who favorited my post...cheers to @pushlocal, whoever they are.
     Now back to the point above about the political correction; it is sad that we now live in a time where I have to give such a disclaimer. And I would like to hypothesis that part of the reason is because of the digital age, for multiple reasons (sorry if this seems incoherent...it makes sense in my mind, I just don't know how to express it). Reason A: because of the Anonymity that the digital age has--perhaps unintentionally--provided, people now say things they never would say if they were speaking face to face with another person. People are more inclined to aggressively attack, slander, profane, and discredit those they don't agree with. People more openly voice their opinion, feeling safe behind their digital profile. Reason B: because of how fast information travels on social media platforms, movements and organizations are able to reach more people, for better or for worse. There are positive effects to that, such as raising awareness to the fact that the word 'retard' has become a derogatory term, which is offensive to those who have or are connected to someone with mental retardation. Knowledge is spread that retard does not mean stupid, dumb, gay (yet another word that has controversy attached to it), or other derogatory terms. Yet there are also negative effects; because information travels so fast, information becomes skewed. Much like the Telephone game on steroids. On top of that, combine this negative effect with Reason A and you have misinformed, angry, and violent people who attack any use of the word, whether it is used correctly or not, in very aggressive, hateful, and profane ways.
    I guess what I'm trying to say is that the digital age has changed the world. It has changed how people think, it has changed how people communicate, it has change the way people interact with each other. Some of these changes are for the better, but it is a two edged sword. In the words of wise Uncle Ben, "with great power comes great responsibility;" unfortunately, because of the ease of access that technology and social media are, this great power is available to everyone, whether they are responsible enough. And while there are those who use it responsibly, there is an equal, if not greater force that uses it irresponsibly.
    Well, there is my rant for this week. I'm sorry if I offended anyone (heh, my whole monologue of Anonymity? I am not immune). And if no one is actually reading, c'est la vie. #psychsocialmedia

Blog? What's That?

Well, I've never done a blog before. It never really appealed to me. I know several people who do blog, and I have attempted to follow their blogs. But it always loses my attention quickly. Such is life with ADHD, right? And that can cause a major problem in today's day and age. This is the digital age; all communication is through technology. Social Media has become the new playing ground. It's not just blogs--blogging is a pinpoint on the field of social media. Now I'm not saying I'm a techno dinosaur; I know my way around technology. I have had experience in programming, software, and hardware. I know my way around the computer and the internet; I know some things about and in the World Wide Web that I probably shouldn't. The problem is, very few things on the Web can hold my attention long enough to become an addiction. I am addicted to technology, but not individual platforms and tools that technology and the Internet provide.
But here I am, writing a blog. Why? For one, because it is required in my psychology of social media class (#psychsocialmeda #ftw). But more importantly, because of what I have been learning in my psychology of social media class. As I mentioned before, the world has turned to social media for EVERYTHING. If you want to succeed in business, you need to have a foothold in social media. If you want to succeed in relationships (and this is an unfortunate side effect, but present all the same), you need to have a foothold in social media. And oh what a paradox that creates! Social rank these days is all about the trend; how many followers do I have on Instagram? How many people liked my tweet? How many friends do I have on Facebook? How many readers are following my blog posts? Yet, even with these 'ranks' and 'relationships' we build, our real world relationships suffer if we are hooked to the screen for too long. The businesses know that, and while they may not care how our real world relationships are, they do care about the amount of time we spend on social media. They also know how to get themselves up in the new social ranking. And they know how to market to the masses.
So why am I starting this blog? It's not to get with the times. I honestly don't care how many people read my blog. I'm starting a twitter account; I don't care how many people follow me. I have had a Facebook account (the only social platform that has held my attention), and honestly, I need to go through and clear my friends list. No, I am starting this blog to record my thoughts in a place where I can go back and find them. I am starting this blog to get in the habit of 'social media-ing'. I am starting this blog so that when the day comes that EVERYTHING is done through social media (huh, seems like that's today), I will have something of a fighting chance.
This may not make sense to the reader. But it makes sense to me. And that's all that matters, isn't it?

-Braden Donaldson
Supernva