Words, don't we all love them? Isn't it funny how much pleasure and pain they can give you? I hate them. I'm sorry if that's a bit harsh, but I do. I wish I could express my feelings in some other intangible way, but I think I need a few billion more years of evolution before I reach that stage.

Do you ever wonder why you ended up the way you did? Do you ever look at yourself and ask how you got where you are? Why aren't you the captain of the football team? Or perhaps you are. In that case, why are you? Look back, further than that, yes, just about there. Do you see that girl, or that guy that was your best friend? What are they like now? A bit of a bimbo? Not at all like you, huh? Or perhaps they are like you. I don't know. I feel like I'm treading along an old cliche, but I truly wonder. What would my life be like if...?

You know what I absolutely *adore*? There. That someone. That one person, whom you don't like very much. I don't know (Ooh, did I just switch persons? Naughty, naughty.) why I didn't like him, it was just a feeling. Then you hear about how they sat around and mocked someone when they were just told of the lowest point in that person's life. I'm sorry, I just feel *really* passionately against people who mock depression, consider it a fault of mine if you will...

I know where the sun is right now.

Hmm, who else am I annoyed with right now? I hate people who can't keep their word, I mean has she *ever* NOT broken a promise she made to someone else? AND the fact that she keeps treading this stupid line, hoping she can have it both way, just choose a side and jump!!!

I had a dream last night, it was this weird spy thing, I don't know exactly what we were trying to accomplish though.

I do believe that I don't have any lint right now. I *suppose* I *could* get some, but why would I want to? I'm quite happy now as I am. 99.9% lint free!!!!!

Free pop E-mail, does it exsist? I now have 14 e-mail addresses in my search for pop mail. The closest I've gotten is this legalize-hemp e-mail thing, which, quite honestly, kinda scares me, since they ask you for your phone number. oh well.

My fingernails are shorter now.
That's all I have to say... for now...