The last time I cried was in March, when a tornado hit about 10 miles south of my town. Anyone (probably Americans) who heard about Henryville, Indiana getting hit, that's what I'm talking about. For everyone else, it's this tiny town that was pretty well devistated by a tornado that went right through the town. I was working at the time (I'm a DJ), so I had to do the live coverage of the storm. Sitting there while all the phone calls and details came rolling in got me pretty stessed out, and I ended up feeling pretty helpless. When I got home that night, my mom was waiting, gave me a big hug, and told me she'd been listening, and I completely lost my shit for about a minute. Not my best day.