...God himself did make us into corresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from the clay...

I don't know how I feel right now. I'm trying to do my math homework which I'm way behind on, but my mind is still reeling from a few things. Maybe Sabs was right, maybe it's the clothes?

I think all rappers must lie because if they were telling the truth, they'd all go crazy. Or at least I would, because I don't know if I can handle this. It's all a good thing, but still a lot to deal with all of sudden. Shit, and I still have homework. At least before there was water underneath me to absorb the blows. Now the firm land beneath my feet can be scarred. It might get ugly in here folks.

Does this make any sense? Probably not. But damn, I just wish that I had the right answers. I can give advice like nobody's business, but when it comes to my own life, I just have a field day. Oh well, not like there's anything to lose.

Someone once told me that I always had such a positive outlook on life because I was on top of the fucking world. I laughed it off back then, but realized shortly thereafter that it was true, that the world was in the palm of my hand and that I could do whatever the fuck I wanted. I think I understand everything a lot better now and have the vision to see that I'm on top of the world again.

May 13, Sabrina, May 13. It's already happening. I told you it would, and then WHAMMO! See, I am on top of the fucking world.

Clubbed To Death - Kurayamino Remix