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What The Heck Is All This?

Sometimes I get a little zany and thoughts just rush through my head at insane speeds, and I hardly get a chance to figure them out. This page will be used for whatever is going through my head, random thoughts scattered all over the place. Have fun trying to pick through it, he's a little taste on the way I think.


 
 

Feb 24, 2002: I'm kinda wondering why today feels like a special day. I feel good, I look hot, but something is still bothering me about today. Feels like this was a good day, only a couple of years back. Maybe I met Aaron three years ago today. Beats the hell outta me, but I know it's gonna be on my mind most of the day. I'm still not sure whether or not I should tell Jake that a guy at the malll asked me out.. I'd feel guilty if I didn't, but in a way I don't really feel like he's gotta know. Who knows, maybe he's even reading this himself and I've just save myself the engery of telling him. So... these are my thoughts posted up on the internet for all to see. It's kind of a cool thought, but also a strange one. Today is Sunday, Happy Sunday. Even if I don't go with Jake, I will be going to the conservatory this afternoon, because, well.. I love it there. One day I'll be heading off to PEI, the land I fell in love witht his past summer. Everyone is so nice there, the beaches are fantastic, the red dirt is fascinating.. I could go on for hours. I spent one of the best weeks of my life there, and I intend on going back. Why does he always seem so cold to me when I go out with anyone other than him? I mean, when someone can go out and have a life of their own without another, the other person oughta be happy, right? I just don't get it. Maybe it's that he doesn't trust me enough, that I'm out looking for someone else. Fat chance of that happening, I'm pretty much blind to all other guys right now. All I can see is him... I had a dream last night. Damon was in it, once again, only this time, he was in my all-girls gym class. It was a really, really weird dream that ended like all the other dreams, my alarm clock going off. I'll always reset my alarm, but in the process, I'll have lost my dream. Meh, whatever. It's all good. Today is gonna be a good day or a great day, but I intend to make it fantastic.