A certain person in middle school that shall remain nameless. Made fun of just about everything about me, but I'm ok now, though I'd say the biggest bullies in my life now are family, which kinda sucks.
When the first plane hit, I was in the car on the way to school. When the second hit I was in the library, and when the towers fell I was crying along with the rest of the class as we watched on the television.
House writers shot themselves in the foot when they canned the original ducklings. Um... Anything reality needs to go, I stopped caring about... Actually I never cared. Grey's and Private Practice, I used to love and now I hate you.