Uh..Thought I'd give you guys a little bit about me *sweatdrops*Uh..Let me see....where to start...First: I don't want anyone to pity me u.u I'm telling you this simply so you can understand me a little better..Ok, well....Currently, I'm living in my newest foster home. Probebly my 4th or 5th this year.. I've had alot of foster parents since 'I lost my parents'. That's the term the social workers use. Keh-keh-keh...I don't think I've lost them though...I think they just went away until I see them when I die...My parents both commited suicide when I was 10. Mom slit her wrists. She thought Dad was having an affair. He wasn't. He ended up hanging himself a few weeks later from the depression of it all....Keh-keh-keh, I didn't cry then. Guess I was to young to understand? Who knows. Maybe I just didn't care. Maybe I still don't. Anyway, since then I've lived in so many foster homes I've lost count. I just don't care anymore. The female is always 'Tam' and the male is always 'Bud'. They all think it ecstatic to have little 'et names'....Our race is funny...No? Anyway, I think I've bothered you all enough. *waves*
Otto