I've decided to kickstart the revival of this blog with a relatively lukewarm confession.  Looking back at my Intro entry, right off the bat I noticed that I half-lied about two of the things I said I hadn't done at the time.  The first half-lie I said was that I've never really kissed anyone.  It was only recently that I've admitted this, and it was only under retrospective analysis and internal deliberation that I finally decided to admit it.  This entire time I told myself that this little incident didn't count as my first kiss.  But the truth is, I had my first kiss during the summer before my sophomore year of high school, when I was 14 years old.  Continued...

After years of not having written, I'm back.  And I've got plenty I've been meaning to get off of my chest. Stay tuned.

I want to go home.

I had this weird dream last night. One of my best guy friends, whom I shall call Tom, was in it. 

All I remember was we were dressed in nice clothes (as in almost formal wear), and we were near a cliff enjoying the view of the valley.  Suddenly it started raining really bad and the area turned into a raging river/waterfall.  Somehow we both got separated, and he was hanging far off the waterfall hanging by a tree, and he was inside this SUV (it looked like a blue Ford Expedition) in a tux.

So then I manage to get myself on dry land, and he's hanging out over the waterfall.  I decided to jump into the river in my cocktail dress with my purse, and the river took me to the edge of the waterfall, and the river was much deeper than it appeared to be when I was on land.  So I'm taken down to the very edge of the waterfall, and somehow I grab onto a piece of rock sticking out at the edge of the waterfall shaped like a hand.  I look to Tom in the tux, who's inside the SUV with the door hanging open, and realize that my pursuit to save him was useless because I ended up risking my own life.

Then somehow Tom discovered a way to get off the SUV and climb to dry land.  So he does so, and ends up saving me and bringing me to dry land.  Then we went to the event that we were supposed to go to, and somehow Tom ended up embracing me.

Then I went into this phase where I realized I was sleeping and it was only a dream, and I was in my bed in my pajamas, but then it switched into another dream...

Tom was with me in my bed still embracing me.  Somehow we got to "second base" but missed "first base" which was kind of awkward.  (Is that possible?) We kissed once (a small peck) and got really weird with all this body-mouth stuff (which I won't get into), and then he was moving down to you know where but I stopped him, and then I woke up.

That was very weird.  He's one of my best guy friends in the whole wide world, and I regard him quite highly.  He's talking to a girl that he's really interested in, and I have no interest in him whatsoever that involves, well, the second part of that dream.  Weird stuff.

Graduation is just around the corner.  Two months left.  I want to go to college already. Grr.

A "friend" of mine left some ugly comments on my personal xanga.  I have no idea why this person could possibly be mad at me; I did nothing in my recollection to offend her.  Out of nowhere she leaves 4 comments about me.  Least she gave me 2 eprops.

I want to go home.