so i guess i should update a little bit about my life.

i bought a 2006 chevy cobalt with no help from anyone.

i started investing in the stock market and made enough to pay off my credit cards.

i found a rehabber who's going to teach me how to invest in real estate.

tonight me and sarah are celebrating our one year.

and i'm getting very sick and itired of all the people holding up their beer cans and bottles in the pictures for facebook.

that is all.

i'm tired of xanga.  but i want everyone to knwo something.

each day is your last.  you'll never get that one back.  so why is everyone waiting it out.

because that's a bunch of bull.

don't regret.

So I had this dream that I was with my senior class again but there were alot of chicks there I didn't know but we all had this weird gun that shot out green ooze that when it made contact with something it would squeeze itself around the persons neck until they choked to death and we killed aliens and we were all in prom clothes.

It was weird.

But it's ok, cuz in the end I didn't die.  I got locked up in a bathroom.

Ever felt.....

Fear.

Hurt.

Sad.

Laughter.

Regret.

Sorrow.

Love.

I guess some things just happen to make you stronger.  To teach you a lesson.  Or who knows.  But today, I got cut 6 or 7 times, my leg had blood running all the way down, I felt light headed in the attic, and I got denied a 401k opportunity.

But whatever, the real test is yet to come.

I'm just hoping it works out right...