great... so my guestbook thing isn't working right now. Don't feel like fixing it.

Spent at least 6 hours trying to clean my stinking dusty room. now i think i have asthma from all the dust.

Sadness engulfs my heart...
a sudden blast of reality howls at my face.
The pain of this world so real to me again.
Why God, why?
Why must this world change so violently?
Why do i hate change so much?

"You give and take away.
My heart will choose to say
Blessed be your name."