Shit, I'm actually using It as a blog. KHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My eyes hurt, I'm cold, I want to throw my nextel as far as possible and hopefully land it on something sharp and hard, apparently I got replaced and didnt know it, my stomach hurts, my throat is scratchy, there are others but I've already pushed them from my memory so they wont piss me off anymore, and to top it all off: "I don't want to know anything about you." Its like you finally get the book open then immediately close it put it inside a box, put that box in a larger box, lock the larger box, chain the box and put it in a room then lock the door from the inside. Sure, you can get to it again, but it'll take a little while. I'll get over it though and I think that pisses me off even more. But then...I'll get over it...