it seems that a lot of people at school think i'm made of friggin steel or something. that i was born without tear ducts...well im kind of flattered...but after what happened last night i feel i just cannot lead you astray any longer. so i was home alone, and my dad had a birthday a little while ago, so someone gave him a helium filled balloon. well over time those things lose their helium, so yesterday it was at the point where it could kind of float a little bit, but had lost most of its oomph. so i was in the kitchen gettin mahself some cheese twisty things when i kept seeing the balloon out the corner of my eye, i kept thinking it was umm...looking at me. heh. so i started batting it down to the ground and then it came back up and i thought it was being like possesed stalker balloon so i kept batting at it and it kept coming back up and then i was like "AAAAAH!!!" and i bit a huge whole in it and then squeezed all the air out of it like a freakin psycho...so then it just hung there...and i felt stupid. and about the no tear ducts thing, i cried last night. but it wasnt cause i was depressed. i cried cause i was so happy. ryan, if you see this entry call my cell b/c mitch and i were planning on going to the movie w/ anne and you. 850-9381.