• I just read this story on CNN.com about a guy who robbed a convienience store, but apologized the whole time, and he helped the older clerk call 911 when she started having a heart attack. He left moaning, "I'm sorry this had to happen. I'm sorry. God!" He said he did it because he had bills to pay and no one would hire him. I think this story is so sad because the man obviously felt so bad that he was doing this and only did it because he felt that there was nothing else that he could do. Desperate times call for desperate measures as they say... So let's see. About me. I'm sore all over but it's getting better. My friend jammed my fingers in a locker and also accidently ran me over during volleyball. And I did something weird to hurt my shoulder. But I shall survive...Dramatic sigh** Right now I'm reading Nietzsche's Thus Spake Zarathustra, which is pretty good so far, even though I've only read about 10 pages or so. But it's amazing how brilliant some people were. It really makes you think, what the hell am I doing sitting here, wasting my life, doing abso-fucking-lutely nothing while we have these people saving lifes and actually do something, anything.... We only need a spark of motivation to start something grand. Chuck.

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