Frenchfry3-0

here i am agian. stuck in the same place where i was before, dark, alone, and i think this is what i deserve. i mean this life sucks so bad i must have been like hitler or something in a past life... it would explain it. i lost the one thing i wanted in life. not once, not twice, but three times. three times i experienced the same pain. the same killing pain that never seems to numb. the first i got it literally ripped from my hands. and guess whos fault it looked like? mine. i guess i need to get this off my chest before it crushes me entirely. i love this girl. a perfect girl for me. she is the embodiment of what i need and desire in my lif

gonna start adding my stuff again. desktop publishing is a great place to get some work done, especially in a contest between Moon and i to see who can make the most.

the strawberry is epic. especially in a malted beverage. ever had a seagrams wine cooler? fuzzy navel and daiquiri are my favs. no officer i do not drink. yang liked the Southern Comfort whiskey. it was good... anyway i think i like nichol. she is pretty cool. plays paintball and san andreas, is quiet, nice, and very pretty. yang fights with me that it would never work and i should give on love... his point that she has  a boyfriend does ring true. but i conquered that before with others. and i did manage to get her to wear my gear! i even put it on her (shut up yang). anyway i think i want to be like Han off tokyo drift! he is awesome!!! ya