I hate those awkward moments when you get in trouble in public places and you feel like you are about four years old again.

Like, in trouble for keeping your camera flash on in a museum, or when old people who think they are saving the world tell you to take your feet off train seats. ughrt.

Annyyywayy, karma hit me like a bus full of candy floss the other day (it hit me hard, but it was yummy), but then i remembered i don't believe in karma, so lets just say good things might be happening for no reason, which is nice. Karma also reminds me of the awesome song Karma Hotel by Spooks.

Anyone else remember that? no? just me?

And this is proof of why i shouldn't write much.

tchus.