Eric: It's a weird job...

hey grammar... DEFY!

I don't need a lot of things, but those things do help a lot when the time comes around that I could use them.

I'm not your typical student, let alone your typical person.

I've beaten my body up to the point where my bones aren't strong enough to withstand a good size jump. I won't break my legs or anything, but I ALWAYS feel it in the morning. Then, of course, there's my Orville Redenbacher pop walk... I can't walk around with sounding like movie-ready popcorn half the time. :/

I'm a failure in a lot of senses, it's too bad none of them matter then i might list them... but since they don't... i won't.

i'm not without a conscience. I'll lie awake for hours knowing that by doing even the most minuscule thing, i ruined someone's day.

i can't stand will ferrel.

where is all this leading to?

pretty much my vendetta to save the world... not from will ferrel.

i wonder if i could stand being the world's most hated man :o

just a query...

how am i going to save the world you might ask?

with a splash of 5150.

:P