Country Music...

10 years, and I have given in to Brockville culture. I cant listen to those mainstreem music stations anymore, they make me angry. Who want to be a P-I-M-P anyways? Although country music makes me want to buy a pick up and a dog, and maybe die... or it makes me fall in love every time I hear one of those sappy... you know the ones.

School has started, I struggle treating the second year class with respect. Read the whole thing about love yesturday and enjoyed a kick to the reer. Ya not everyone can love their enimies, especially me. Not because I am a particularily loving person, but they just... thinking about them makes me want to choak slam every one... horrible isnt it? Way to be that wonderful example of a higher path in life. Like i cant even pretend to like them, I have to mean it... silly to lie to God... He knows.

Wondering if I should get off my duff and do something productive now... Like laundry, work out, clean bathroom. Ya something...