oh how absolutely spiffin'. bullshit.

now i aint gonna talk about the jcts, cos i tink everyone knows exactly how horribly they went and niether am i gonna bore my few readers with some other obvious statement, like how the world is going to end, or global warming, or poverty. i shall save that for another day when my heart isn't in a million pieces.

why is my heart in a million pieces?

i can't imagine what song i'd be singing along to if i was at the indoor stadium right about now.

this would probably be on of my biggest regrets in my life.

this friggin sucks, i can't even describe it.

there are 7 relatives living in my house. i want to die.

i hate being indian.

i really hate being indian.

damn, why did i hafta be born indian.

and it's not like race is change-able.

i tink i jus want the world to swallow me up now.