Does what I say really matter in the grand design of things? What would be so interesting in my life as to attract the undivided attention of a few of the masses? But what a joy inane rammbling can be! What words of unconciencious wisdom can tummble forth from avid minds of every day agnst! Unfortunately I seem to not suffer these same ravaging situations as often or as deeply as others my age. Is there something wrong with those of us who still believe in the greater good of humanity? Is there sin in embracing the good side of anger and pain, to rise above the pitiful role of the victim in the dark? No! I WILL Not compromise my good nature to be sacrificed on the alter of somone elses self-pity.

So for those of you who might end up reading this prepare for cheesy romance, sunshiny days and a few clouds. Sorry I'm not a pitch black person.