So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party

He was the boy that made mix tapes with themes and hand-colored covers until the day he hit my sister and stopped crying.

As you see the opening get closer, you just can't get fast enough. And finally, just when you think you'll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you.

After a few minutes, it was time for me to leave. I don't know who decides these things. It just happens.

I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.

Do you think if people knew how crazy you really were, no one would ever talk to you?

I really do love my sister. Especially when she's nice.