interview_me Cicero I have things to say too. so I didn't ace those tests and I can't write like her I can get real mad and I can make omlettes and I can take pictures with my stupid fucking camera. my scores are online waiting to ruin my evening. I feel like as long as I don't know what they are they could magically be better than I know they are. But I have to face the music. I have to come to terms with the fact that she is smarter than I am. She is for destiny and I am for negative conversations where I ruin her beautiful smile and wonderful good mood. And I turn her happy news into a long, negative conversation about my self. Interview me now. I swear, it will never happen again. 030105 ... oh surely now i have questions for you 150603 what's it to you? who go blather from