I think I might be a tad bit emontional. I'm sitting here, minding my own buisness when my phone rings. I don't know the number, so I ignore it. Calls again, I ignore it again. Voice mail. Alright, I pick up my cell, listen to my voice mail. Who do I hear? My ex who destroyed my life. She leaves a message talking all normal like, saying she hasn't talked to me in ages. Thats nice, thanks for making my heart go splat again. Sigh. I need to throw away emontions or something. Come to think of it, posting a blog about it has no point. Oh well.