mhmm. being a bad girl and NOT revising my research report. well. lets just say the person who left those comments has no idea what i am, or what it is that bothers me. maybe its that everyone else's life involves little problems and glories, and in the end it is a cute package. and it tastes like an english muffin. and mine in the end, tastes like an english muffin. with shizz and a cherry on top. its not the fact that i have shizzly people skills, but what that entails. what the "no one liking me" entails. see the english muffin. i've eaten a lot of english muffins lately. why MUST i think every little motion on this green earth has a deeper symbolic meaning? why do i see it like the novels they teach us in school where the authors plant the symbols and all perfectly in line. because everything seems to be in line. as something larger than life. love to those who make it possible. and best wishes to those who don't. even though they don't need them... it goes away anyways. don't worry about yourselves. i do the worrying. i wanna be something someday. like famous or something. i havent wanted to be that. for a long time.