Soooooo..... Strange conversations and embarrassing revelations. Nice right? I dont care how awkward it can get... Im glad it was discussed. Life is life is life is life and if there is a future... then thats life I guess.

Its only nine in the morning and I want to break down. lol. Wow... gay right? I feel soooo guilty. I sooo didnt mean for it to come out like that. Gah... I hate this. Hurting someones feelings is soooo much worse than breaking someones face in with a 2x4. -.- Gah.

When youre sitting next to your friend and your boyfriend emails her saying "I have big balls" Yea... thats awkward. XP

I am soooo encredibly tired... I stayed up way too late last night. But you wont find me complaining. ^.^ That haunted house sucked though... Seriously, whats scary about 3 guys with fake chainsaws running around and getting right in your face screaming? The solution: Get right in their face and scream right back. Oh fun... though seriously, next time I go in a haunted house I am SO not letting Amber in front of me. Too much falling.

was a good night. I dont know why but it just was. I know I shouldnt, but I find myself hoping for a future. I know I should feel stupid but I dont. And even if it doesn happen IDK at this point Im just happy. I cant recall the last time I hoped for something. Im being fixed and its amazing. I know it doesnt fit the normal time requirments deemed appropriate, but guess what... I dont care! Im just too happy to care.

They scare the crap out of you for what, a teeny tiney secret that shouldnt even be considered a secret because it affects EVERYONE. Guy and girl. Old and young. I mean really! Ah screw em all! You know who you are!

Good ones and bad ones.. they dont go away. The smallest of things can trigger one. A familiar looking building, a certain color, hearing something you havent heard in ages. Memories, good and bad, scare me. It reminds me of the past, and how it tends to repeat itself. Memories, good and bad, make me happy. They remind me of who I am, and what Ive gone through to become that person. Memories, good and bad, make me laugh and cry. Tears of joy, and laughter filled with no humor. Memories, good and bad.... They are what they are and they wont go away, no matter how hard I try.

Im in the locker room bored out of my mind and wanted to let the world know something very important: Why drink and drive when you can smoke and fly? Thats the question to ask... Okay well.... BYEZ!

I hope it stays that way. The fear is gone. Scared away along with the monsters that caused it. The worry is gone too, because I know that should the monsters return, theyll be fought back into their dark hiding places. My wounds are being heeled. I feel it happening and it is the most amazing thing. The fear is gone... The monsters are gone... The worry is gone... I am coming back. It cant happen soon enough.

Many things in life are awkward... MANY things. =P One I find VERY awkward... sitting on the couch with your grampa watching TV and a comercial for Viagra pops up (no pun intended). STAY SAFE GRAMPA (Thats awkward too... YAY AWARD)