Texan Vampyre, Gotta Love It

I got my friend back, I got my friend back..

Not entirely sure I said this already, so if I'm repeating myself...sorry. Been fighting with a friend for about a year and we're friends again...now if I can just get her boyfriend off my back, everything will be good. Fault was on both sides, from her and me, not just me.

I'm *not* going to Florida, but not because of anything bad. People who invited me can't go cause they're trying to get a house. Must remind friends that as long as the cancellat… Continue

Sometimes I swear I'd be better off friendless, but then am reminded quite forcefully by my mom that despite how I feel at the time, I do enjoy having friends. But...argh...sometimes...

I hate fighting with my friends. Hells, I hate fighting period but have learned that sometimes, you need to fight...at least verbally. It's gotten me to the point that I'll defend my friends but when I need to stand up for myself...never. I've never quite seen the point.

Anyway, I was invited to go to Florida f… Continue

I am reminded that sometimes I despise the month of December....this is year 3 of something going wrong just days before Christmas.

A friend of mine was admitted in the hospital with a stroke a couple days ago. Apparently she had a brain clot but is doing fine last I heard. She's heavily sedated right now and I plan to get more information from my friend Julie asap. Supposedly there's no brain damage or anything like that, the doctors are just keeping her sedated to keep pressure… Continue

Lately I've been having these *weird* dreams that make no freaking sense what so ever.

I'm in this tunnel, everything in front of me is lit up and I can see just fine but if I look behind me, it's sheer blackness and impenetrable. I'll walk forward for about fifty or so steps and stop to look behind me and the blackness has followed me, covering every inch I just covered. I'm not scared, it's as if I know instinctively that the blackness/darkness won't hurt me.

I'll continue walking for… Continue

While in Chat earlier tonight, somehow (and I forgot how which tells me how out of it I was), we got into talking about me and how I perceive myself. Made very bad memories I'd rather forget come forward, so I'm pretty much typing to release. :P

I was born with a cleft-palate and lip. This means I was born with a hole in my upper roof and not all of my upper lip was fully formed when I was born...which means surgeries and alot of them. Unfortunately this left a very physical, very easily seen s… Continue