The Chronicles of a Starving Artist//Chapter III
I come home from school only to see a nakie avi with my precious buck teeth. And not my hair. Yes, fellow Gaians, I have been hacked of my lovely items. Please, help me get them back, or donate gold to me to help. Every little bit counts.
I went to church today, which made me feel good. Church always makes me feel better. There was a different organist today, and she messed up alot...I felt bad for her. As I kneeled, I thought of my aunt Kathy, who is in critical condition for Ovarian Cancer...and I can only Pray that she gets better.