I just spent literally one hour filling out the most intricate and delicate survey of my entire life. I think I've just become the most amount of mad I ever have been. I also think I'm having hot flashes. Because I am so mad. I think I am getting very sick. And increasingly more mad. And making less and less sense. I am very very upset. No, you don't understand. Sit diary always does this. ALWAYS. RGDSKNKNLHJNNMGFJKHTJJJFJNJ I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE I HATE MY LIFE. THERE I FEEL A LITTLE BETTER. BUT STILL NOT BETTER ENOUGH TO STOP WRITING IN CAPS. YOU ALL SHOULD FEEL VERY SORRY FOR ME. BECAUSE I AM VERY UPSET. AND I JUST MIGHT CRY. BECAUSE THAT WAS THE MOST WONDERFUL THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN. AND NOW IT'S GONE. NOW COMMENT WITH YOUR SYMPATHIES, BECAUSE READING A COMMENT IS LIKE OPENING A CHRISTMAS PRESENT, AS I MENTIONED IN THE PREVIOUS ENTRY WHICH WAS DELETED. I DON'T EVEN FEEL EMOTIONALLY STABLE ENOUGH TO LOOK IN ANOTHER ENTRY TO FIND THE CODE TO MAKE MY FONT LARGER. SO JUST DEAL WITH IT, OKAY?!?! I HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT, SO YOU DEAL WITH IT TOO! NOW COMMENT!