My chest feels uneasy.

"When you're still a kid, getting your hair pulled by some other kid could be a way of letting you know he fancies you. A few years later, you might find yourself dreaming about some spotty boy with massive feet who sits behind you in science. Your mind is racing, your palms are getting all clammy. That's what we call lust, my darling. Just early lust. Love- real love- comes with so much more and must not be confused with lust. So what is love? Love is..... loving someone even when they look like they've been dragged through a muddy hedge sideways and then doused in manure for good measure. Thats a good place to start. But loving someone can be.... one minute this unexplainable connection as you both sit in silence watching tv, knowing you'd never want to be apart from that person and the next day trying to decide the quickest way to get him out of your sight. A bit of a contradiction. but its usually the good stuff like the longing and the constant reel of thoughts about that special someone. Just trust me when i tell you this: when you feel it, you'll know it."

Anyways, i dont really fancy the new facebook look but i'm liking the new windows live. Goodbye :/