WANNA WRASTLE!?

I don't actually wanna wrastle you. Instead, I'll tell you the meaning of life. I have known it for years now, and have proposed the idea before, and during a conversation todayI was told it was a breakthrough, and that I should write a book about it. So, here goes, the meaning of life is....... *Drumroll.* Oh, wait, sorry, I'm not alowed to tell you. Sorry everybody!

Onto other things. Life in lab city is OK, I guess. We had a bit of group break up going around. Mitchell was thrown out of the group, a decision I don't really agree with. And the anime kids, because of a lack of better names, is split in two. It was a shame, they were always tight. So now the whole balance is thrown out of order, and now anime group A stole our spot at the lunch tables, and I might just join them, after I atone for my act of self defence, by punching Megan's cousin in the stomach after he pushed me over. I kind of deserved something like that, but not being pushed over. So I am caught in a dilema. Even though Coady can be an ass, he's a funnyish guy, and I like Andrew's company, he's more intellegent, and you can actually talk to him without being called a faggot. While Anime group A has my friend, though she's pissed at me about the cousin thing, Megan, who is friendly with Andrew, and intellegent, plus she's pretty much the only one who can recognize me as a decent human being in Lab City. But then there is Mitchell, who is acting like a real victim, and hates my guts, I'm pretty sure. But I don,t think that's fair to me, because I have more of a reason to hate him than he does to hate me, even though I have poked fun at him, and apologized, but my weakness of sounding srcastic when I'm not is thrown on. I hate that.

I've been rambling too long. Anyways, I do actually have the meaning of life hidden away in my pocket, but I don't like giving away the answer, so I'll leave you with this.

Ask yourself what you live for?