It could be anything. I just hope that it isnt what it could be... if that makes any sense. I started my prayer journal, huzzah me. I am gonna try to write in it every night, cuz its good for me. I am also gonna get a haircut, I dont care if you want me to grow it out, I want a haircut. I grew a gargoyle today... he is cool. My head is killing me. I dont really have that much to say right now. I feel like I am at the razor edge of a potential cliff. I dont want to be here, and I will close my eyes, even though I know that wont make it dissapear. ... My stomache is all tingles.