I need help with life simply because i dont have one...i sit here all day and watch the people around me running to get somewhere, it must feel nice to have a place to be. I see ppl screaming at others to come over and talk to them, it must feel nice to be wanted. Sean exploded a pen all over Mr Sandersons computer....omg that was funny as hell.... Please someone do somthing to make me have somthing to talk about...lol ~Blondie~