So I'm sitting in Ms. Ipp's class supposed to be typing a paper on Western's and cowboy films and shit like that. I'd rather smash my face into the keyboard repeatdly and hope I can paint a pretty picture with my brains.... GAH. Oh well Ippy's cool, so I'm done with the project, I really should put something up on here. But with the moving out of my parents house and such, I haven't even had time to check my own damned myspace -.-''' It's the biggest piece of shit ever. But I'm hoping mom lets me keep the computer, and I need to bring it down to the house, well gotta run I;m being stalked, Later!