Okay, so... I'm a little worried. I htink I'm jsut going to start using this as my regular blogger, and perhaps try to not only put stupid, normal shyt inside, but also just... write. About everything. About whatever the hell I want. About whoever the hell I feel deserves a sharp tongue, or a razor wit, or a quick pat on the back. So, there's my disclaimer. Chill and read on, if you dare.

I realized that I really don't want to be at anyone's funeral before they graduate, because I would have to resurrect them jsut to beat them up! And I really don't want to have to bloody my knuckles on someone else's hide!!

And also... I'm stressed. Let me go do my homework. *grin* And worry about running in that Frelling X-Country race tomorrow. Oh wait. WHo can'r even run 2 miles? And wait... isn't that the same person who's race pace is the same as everyone else's slow jog? And Oh! Oh wait!! That's the same person who's name is Abby, and who's running in the X-Country (asa in 3 MILES!!!!) race tomorrow... Right?!?!? Oh YEAH BABY!!!!