Shaina Shains.... The next attepmt A Pet To Call Her Own | I'm Sorry | A Chekhovian Scene | My movie. | Risk.... The Game Of World Domination ( its the first song ive ever written) | The Rules of the Game | Nameless Boy ( a poem written from lack of sleep) | Things I think about ...... | Thinking Thoughts Of Impossible Dreams | Edward and Abigail ( a very short play) | The Five Fantastic Fantasies of a Meandering Mind | The Delusion of Love | About Me | Favorite Links | Contact Me | I Could Wait A Lifetime for the Sun to Shine on My Windowsill | A Hole in My Heart | A Play About an Angry Girl and a Boy Who Once Was | Rant 1 | Rant 2: The boy who knew too little | My Oath To You My parents pay a good amount of money so I can lazy around on my fat ass. So, I am procrastinating by writing this. Not so ironically. And I write not about why I have the need to write. But instead I just want to complain, again. This is no different from any other essay/rant/whatever, any one indulges themselves in. Well, except that maybe mine is not as well written because I am that lazy. Enjoy reading what I think. Please feel free to astound me with intellegent conversation.  Or answer questions I ask. Indulge yourself in my stupidity!