"Hear this voice from deep inside, its the call of your heart. Close your eyes and you will find there's a child of the dark." - The Scorpions I got that from blasting The Scorpions this morning, when dad was gone and before I finally decided to do the yard work. I was going to go to the mall with Dylan, Gracie and Nathalie, but the plan backfired when she didn't come on. So I'm stuck here, as a rather funky smell is drifting down from upstairs. Eww. WTF is that? Adam was being a dick today, after the grade nine he fought told me that adam lost, and that he won, which would make Adam full of bulls**t. Well, I know he's eventually gonna reply to this, and he can go ahead and flip out all he wants because I really don't give a flying f**k. Not at all. Damn that smells funky. I'm gonna have to go up there and find out wtf that is. Eww. Maybe I don't want to find out...eww. Anyways, nothing much has happened in the life of frodo since the last time I wrote in this thing, except that Adam's being a dick and all the funky smelling'ness. I found a sick site for guitar tabs tho, and I'm trying to find some Billy Talent, but none of these wussy sites have any. Its really making me angry. I feel like talking to somebody, but nobodys talking back...again. I actually want to talk to ppl and nobodys talking. I'm going back to my regular dark self. Screw the world, except for people that I care for...family (I dunno...), Nathalie (if you're reading this call me or something), and other people. Well, I think I shall leave you all now. Farewell, foolish mortals.