34? Damn, I'm jealous.

Yeah, eventually I guess I'll tackle my image issues. Let's face it, it's all people look at anyways. If I work on my image, I'll look like a million dollars, and there's no doubt I'll finally get the attention I crave.

This is what happens when a block of clay gets sent through the fire - it turns into a hard brick. For all those that thought it would destroy me, it didn't, just made me so much tougher.

I didn't ask for any of this. Others decided that they want to draw first blood for no reason at all, they threw the first blows at me, all unprovoked, and uncalled for. I was totally surprised at first, shocked, hurt, rattled, and slightly spaghetti-legged, but I'm getting back on my feet and then it's my turn. Are they ready? I don't think so! Then they mustn't be surprised if I take their heads off.

The only mistake they made was to leave me breathing!