Thursday, February 16, 2006

Where The Highway Ends

just when lots of eviable people, such as my bRuddddArzxzx*, are all excited and ready to go for the WHY-AM-I-NOT-THERE concert of
,
I am very much stuck at home with this disfiguring, lethally itchy rash on my fat thighs. I swear, the itch is killing me. >:(
WHY AM I NOT PREPARING TO GO FOR FRANZ CONCERT TOO!!!!!!!!! ))))):

From all the things we just can't take
All the forced smiles and dreams that washed away
Hold on, hold tight, be strong, it will be alright