Any idea what's going on? I can't help but be honest! Err, not that I would be dishonest.. umm.. nevermind. My point is, I feel the urge to say whatever I'm thinking. And I give in to that urge. Can't resist it. This reminds me of the time when my friend was gassed with alien meteor gas, so whoever she spoke to told the truth.
I wonder if that's the same here. Not sure, though. It's a good thing Lana isn't here, or I might have said something about how her whining drove me crazy. Why Lex married her back home, I'll never know. I was going to marry her, but things got in our way. Maybe we weren't meant to be. Err.. okay, shutting up now.