Why did the weekend honestly have to end?! Was there a point to it, really?! I actually... ... ...I was a stupid fool, that's all. *sighs* I'm not angry at anything or anyone but myself. I blew up this totally cool ballon and I let myself pop it. You know, you get the feeling like something stuck in your throat, just from excitement, thenit just drops. It drops through each level of you, leaving a huge whole within you. *sighs, stretching* Its probably nothing, really. I mean, it is me, after all. *shakes head* Anyways, my computer crashed. It took me two years to crash the first time, two months this time. Great! All my art pieces I was working on, gone. My favorite picture in the entire God-damned fucking world...gone. And I've got to redownload everything from AIM to my art programs. Is it just something about me getting my hands on something? *wants to scream and just break down, screaming* I've...I've got to go work. I'll talk to you all later. Random Quote of the Day: That's the problem with dream girls....they tend to become real... - Orlalf (sp?) {Nicholas Cage}, Lord of War