Kay so I have decided that even if i don't have anything interesting in my life going on i will leave you with a poem or something so i will start today:

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
by: Robert Frost