Not that I feel anyone will ever care or see what was written here, but its fun typing anyway. School is almost out and I can't help but feel a twinge of sadness. People that I just met, I have to leave. It seems dumb that something that I wasn't enjoying turned into such a wonderful time too late. I always wonder what life would be like if I made different choices, but I know that each choice is what makes me me. If I was to ever change something in my past, my life as I know it would be gone. I would die. strange to consider

so I have yet to find out how to add lyrics to band pages. I've looked all over and can't really make heads or tails of this website. Oh well. Hopefully Postal Service will be up soon.