all is just fine-- happening.

i keep feeling my heart beating strangely in my chest. irregularly?
scott FORCED me to make caramel corn and then he also MADE me eat a whole bunch of it. that stuff is EVIL man. you can't stop eating it. pure sugar. vedy vedy bad.
when i was a kid i used to get called a sore loser and a poor sport a lot cuz i was those things. i never liked playing competetive sports because i would get upset if i wasn't perfect at it immediately.