Meh I hate teachers.... I showed my English teacher that one poem I wrote....its like in the 3rd entry down...anyways He's like....I've seen better. I'm like WTF. I take pride in whatever i write because I don't write that often because I'm too depressed. That crushed my spirits for the rest of the day..I came home and slept from like 7 to 11 then 11-3 then stayed up till 3:30 and went back to bed till 6. I have nothing to do anymore. I talk to Scott like sometimes durin the day. I talk to Allan at Night...I talk to Twi in the mornings....All I'm missing is Nick. So lost without him. Poor Joe hammy is tryin to sleep...heh my music has him up...he's sleepin on his wheel....such innocence...... Oh those pics that wouldnt show on here are now on links that start 5 entries down... Anyone who wants to kill me....can have all my stuff......comp, tv, dvd/vcr, stereo, and anythin else in my room....just plz plz plz.....kill me.... RaZoR wHoRe