Bunch of stuff has been pegging me like an angry teacher pegs children with chalk. Sister got in a car wreck, she's fine. Grandfather sent a depressing message to my dad that I read and made me depressed. There's more and worse, but I should keep to myself. No one reads this anyway, but it's not my place to talk about how other people's lives affect me, especially when it's their personal lives. If you wanna know what is going on read the poem I wrote the other day. I wrote it as I was emo and crap. I dunno if there is some symbolism in it or not, but probably.