i am just here and stuff, cuz i am. yesterday was fun cuz we went out adn we got street signs it was much fun. We got this street sign and the anem of the street was called con 3 i was like no way con thats some good stuff. i actually think im sick of con not like im bored of it but cuz i think i got strep throat or some deal, wtf is with that its garbage i say. suposidle ther is gonna be a party this weekend i unno if im going any more cuz my friend might come down with hsi van and he can drive:D woo yeah, plus with them it might be more fun just cuz we will be doing stuff that certain people will not participate in so yeah, people dont no what im talking about its not drugz or booze either but we will have some:P well any wayz here is the poem i wrote grood stuff, not really:p "The Low Life" Hear your wimpers in the sky, use them as my lullabye. many lives slowly grow dim, others laugh and tend to grin. As I suffer from such pain, I claim my life and regain. minds get twsited in such ways, becouse there is only pain in such a game ...Life