yea i have nothing to say here anymore..i use my book now.. llike i used.. like the good old days... i don't know what happened then but we loved them as they came... bits and pieces of them float threw but most of the reality of the situations was lost.. i guess that happens with life in general... only bits and pieces, while losing almost everything my birthday was the 6th.. of january.. my parents see it as another holiday to drink, but we have to wait til today (march) to do it b/c 1) i hate birthdays and 2) they just got drunk on chirstmas and new years... lets that a lil break but my retarded uncle gets his birthday on well his birthday... before they get drunk for mine.. thanks guys.. happy birthday to me... and thanks for buying a chocolate cake b/c i fucking hate chocolate cake sorry, im bleeding.. Paco has made my emotions go ascew.. dammmit... why can't i just have an emo kid to call my own?