i'm starting to think something's wrong with me. Physicaly, i mean. My stomach's just been torn UP since Sunday. Meaning i've been like this for.. this is the sixth day. aahh. i've told mom, but she just thinks i need to toughen up and quit complaining. or take an Ibuprophen. However you spell it. Anyway, the lady down the street is gonna be shooting a documentary at her house tommorow, so I'll probably walk down and check it out.