i am but a bug on your windshield you pompus windbag son of a bitch. three more years you bastard. iron fist my ass. _______________________________________ god i cannot even look at my parents right now. they think that they can control my entire life. they think i am clay in their palm ripe for the modeling. bullshit. i wish i had someone to talk to, but ceras going to the video store. i really wanna cut. i dunno, i feel like im gonna throw up. whatever. fucking nazis. -jbo