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ya know how people say they need to get things off of their chests'? Well I've got a sumo wrestler who just ate 50 dollars worth of taco bell sitting on my chest and not to mention the king kong sized horny monkey on my back. I mean seriously, why does life have to be so dificult. I swear God hates me. I definately need a breather or something. not even a breather... maybe a sniffer r something. and yeah that definately doesn't make sense. Hmmmm.... maybe if I was just by my lonesome with absolutely nothing to bug me, just for a LITTLE while I can get Sumo man to go on a diet and King Kong to get a date. Hmmmm... I think all of this pressure and crud like that has blown my candle out, im definately not the brush fire i used to be.. but then again 90% of what I used to eat was highly composed of sugar... I guess 40% isn't cuttin it... blaaah... I'm so bummed most of the time I've picked up this dry humor, as you can tell. I think everyone is in a pissy "I-want-to-be-alone" stage or moment. Idk. I wish someone would close the curtain on my stage already because this BLOWS . I've even started to get mean, and picking on people and whatnot. and I'm starting to notice how almost everyone around me is a hypocrit. Is it wrong for me to fantasize about throwing huge ass encyclopedia's at the back of the heads of cocky people who "think" they're funny and the girls that think they're funny, and show that by laughing and saying I love you all of the time.Seriously girls, it's not that funny, don't laugh so hard... I'm extremely annoyed with the guys who think they're cool enough to be with the "cool" semi-attractive group of goof offs. and they'll say anything to make the goof offs laugh so that they'll let him join the group... they're fuckin' assholes and they'll never EVER understand why they're losers... JESUS CHRIST! I need a day off or something.