My life revolves around God and Nintendo. I thought this one guy was the last Nintendo person besides me and one day he was a PSP obsessor. A few weeks later, he reveals that he doesn't believe in Heaven in the middle of a memorial for Kally Brownen, who passed away a couple of months ago. Needless to say, he is not my friend anymore.
Exactly. So does mine. I thought funerals brought out the best in people, not the worst. Wait, that's not the word I wanted to use. I meant to say, funerals are a very somber experience that God can sometimes use to lead the lost ones to him. Sorry about this little sermon here, but I told you all when I came here that I'm a very strong Christian.
Boooo to that girl, ridaculing others. Bleah XP. I need some Gino's pizza (/the/ best) and a Diet Coke.
Oy, Kids can be soooo cruel. Is it any wonder that a high school in my hometown once had the highest suicide rate in the nation?