'...i think, i'll eat some worms'::it's sunday. i just finished writting an email to myself that will be emailed to me in 3 years. by doing this...i got really sad. what am i going to be doing in three years? where will i be? who will i know? i really hope everything is fine in three years. i hope i'm not dead. i have this theory, well, its not a theory...it's more of a...well, i don't know what it is. but i have this feeling that i'm going to die at 35. i'm going to die on the highway. i going to sneeze and close my eyes while driving and slam into a truck or something. i really hope that doesn't happen. i hope in 3 years i have my own tv show. i really really really want that. i think i was put on earth to have my own tv show. to make people i never met before laugh. and laugh hard. well, i have class tomorrow. i think i should go to bed. shit. you know what, 3 years isn't that far away. i'll be fine. night night::