Ah, I watched The Breakfast Club which I borrowed from Sara tonight (pickyourpoison). I love the point when he turns to Allison and asks her what her poison is. I would be her friend, she is so cool, at least in my definition of cool. But my definition doesn't seem to be the norm. Whatever. I am so sick of people. I feel I may strangle someone. Those who know me know that I am honestly not a murderous or sadistic person, but I have been enraged to the point where I'm waiting for one person to want to tell me off. Not even tell me off, just to WANT to. We watched supersize me in ethics, and most people were sitting there, ew hes so fat! Be squeamish