okay, so i decided in spanish today that i wanted to write, and it was fiesta day so we didn't do anything all class period. well, the entire time i sat there staring at a blank piece of paper, clicking my pen cap continuously. about five minutes to go in class, i finally managed to get a thought down. ...Doesn't it suck when the only thing that's standing in your way of the one thing you want, is the one thing you wouldn't trade away for anything else? Let me tell you the story of my life... It's a blank page. ***SABE***