well its saturday and i just woke up. im eating wheaties and then im gonna go box and run. yes i will. i enoy that kind of stuff. so yeah after that im probly gonna call my friend that lives three hours away and ill talk to her for who knows how long. she is really cool and i like talking to her. she has a very soft and quiet voice. whn ever i talk to her i have to be really quiet so i can hear her. but thats ok i dont mind being quiet for her. she just so cool. i trust her alot. shes just so fun to talk to. awww what am i doing? i keep losing track of what i was going to say. ummmmmmm. this cant be good. ok im not gonna talk about her anymore. so how bout those mavericks??????? lol. im thinking about stuff. im not thinking about this girl. im thinking about soccer. yeah thats cool. i played soccer once. when i was a little kid. i went to one practice and quit. i was the goaly. some kid hit me in the face with the ball and so i picked the ball up and i walked up to the guy and i chunked it as hard as i could at his face. i hit him. he fell to the ground crying and i stood there and laughed. but i was like 8 years old so i have found other ways of getting rid of my anger. thats why my parents bought me a boxing bag. because they love me. ya know i have never really met anybody who shows sheep. this girl im talking to shows sheep.i think that is pretty cool. i dont think i would show any animals. but thats just me. i would rather ride a bulls. so yeah im gonna go work out hard core and then im gonna come in and call shala. see yall on the flipside.