Paisley Hanover Acts Out

* I DID NOT WRITE THIS, I GIVE 100% CREDIT TO PROFESSIONAL AUTHOR: Cameron Tuttle*

It's going to be a great year. . . .

I took a deep breath outside the door to Yearbook class and then sauntered-yes, I actually sauntered-into the room, doing my best imitation of calm, confident me. I was totally nervous. I had butterflies in my brain. But it was good nervous, excited nervous. I was one of the chosen people.

Have you ever had the feeling that you were destined for greatness? Not that you would ever admit that to anybody. But have you ever heard the all-in-your-head voice telling you that you're special, that the whole reason you're even on the planet is not just to annoy and bankrupt your parents, that it's also to do something unique and totally amazing?

I had that feeling as I sauntered into Yearbook on the first day of sophomore year. The soundtrack in my head was indie groovy and super danceable-and that was even before I saw Eric Sobel.