In the beginning I was not yet self aware of my own existance. La La La, my main focus in life was: "God I hate being made fun of, I can't wait to get out of school." Then one day I saw 'Police Academy 4: Beach Patrol'. I thought, "hmmm.. wait a minute something is wrong here. (sniff)(sniff) That pisses me off, oh well"

**note: if you have no idea what I'm saying then watch the movie

You should know that in the eighth grade I attended a youth group for about 7 months. I quit, because of that thing you do at the end. FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!, see I'm already feeling a little tense at this point =)

**note: if you have no idea what I'm saying then ask someone who knows?

Then in 10th grade I had Algebra class with you know who. I was mildly interested in that person, hmmm.. youthie? What was her name? Ms Allen says, "what's your answer Amy?". Ok.. Amy.

Then in February Amy is seated on the bus backwards in front, Jared English is seated in back, He is making strange noises (your guess is as good as mine) Amy yells in a not so serious tone, "Jared Shut Up!" (Big mistake Amy =) I turn my head slightly and whoops, "God I love her"

Oh great, now I'm really depressed, hmmm.. looks like it's suicide for me. Car accident? Wrists? A few days later I think, "hey, why don't I kill her too? =)"

That was the basic plan for the next half decade, I work fast don't I?