It's kind of like when you forget to breathe, and then you remember, and there's that tiny little gasp....

But then you stuff him down again. So I guess it's not as much forgetting to breathe as attempted murder. Oh well.....

Anyways, I am actually beginning to feel guilty about how much school I'm missing. Especially since I don't even do anything. I just sit arooooound... so then the next day I once again have to skip or screw myself.

Ooooooooh well.

And Kernersville bites. I can't go anywhere with out worrying I'll see someone.

ahhaha- *Suck my left one!*

ANyways