Morning.the other day I wrote 1944 on my arm and in the shower I wondered why. It was the amount of view on my blog. I kinda look everyday and hope you read it. Readers? Does regret and hurt ever go away? I mean I can stop my thoughts and fill my mind with question of things around me just so that I won't have to think of it but there's always at least that one time that it gets through and hits me with a cheap shot....... in the nuts =p just kidding. But it hits me and hits me hard. Did I make anyone smile? Hope I did. The kid in me always asks when is his best friend coming back and I have to simply answer "someday". Is that too much? What if.... no. I can't say that. What if's. Grrrrr. I feel so sick. No ski club for me =/. Great huh? *sigh* im never alone, just like I was told. Angelboy over and out