Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention. I've just been handed a urgent and horrifying news story, and I need all of you, to stop what you're doing and listen. 

I never expected having to deal with everything I did. A second chance? This fucking sucks. There's no way I can make up for everything. Too many people I've hurt. 

Be it known that today, the Fifth of October 2008, was the first day when I couldn't get my jeans to fit no matter how flat on my back on the bed I was, or the amount of sucking in I did.

I have pregnancy limbo, too small for maternity wear and too pudgy for my jeans.

Au revoir, size 2.

Hello elastic waistbands.

I gotta go cry now.

This broke crap gets old, fast.

Senior year is getting to be crazy deja vu.

Just no masked killers this Halloween, 'kay?

So. Who likes to have shameless fun while blowing off chemistry homework? Or homework in general. Anyone?

Well, this is certainly, uh, interesting...   You should know that in 2006, nearly 5000 people were killed in motorcycle-related accidents.

http://www.motorcycle-accidents.com/pages/stats.html

What's interesting is the lovely little slide show of different motorcycles wrapped around trees and truck grills.  Just really... interesting to see the way metal moves when its under stress.  Human bones and such don't have nearly the bounc-back factor that plastic and other materials involved in motorcycles do.

Oh, here's another interesting web page:

http://www.helmetcity.com/

There's some really nice looking helmets, gloves, shields, leather pants, that can give a motorcyclist that much more protection the next she decides it would be awesome to steal a motorcyle and do wheelies...  I mean, the next time someone decides to take a nice ride on one of those death machines.

WOGAN!

HEEEYYYY! WOGAN! MAMA TESS!

WANNA GO SURFING!!!!

I'm really not angry.

Just don't speak to her, don't think about her, don't even breathe in her direction.

Not mad at all.

Veronica, you've made your choice, I hope you're happy, really, I hope this guy is everything you've been searching for and more. My opinion? He's not worth ten of you.

Sylar. Stay away from my friends, my family. You wanna go up against me? We can beat the crap out of each other and walk away from it, but really, how much fun would that be? Fine, you win, up against a pregnant woman. Big man.

See? Totally not fucking pissed at all.