Ah, comments.

Comments are fun. Oh comments.

You know, back when I was all trying to make a blog everything back on Xanga, I loved getting comments. I wanted all my posts to have bajillions of awesome comments from everrrrrybody I knew.

And then there was all this stupid drama over comments, because some people thought that other's people's comments were stupid, and all these arguments started and yadda yadda and I really hated it. But I really wanted everyone to comment! And so I feel this way for my current blog, and I'm hoping that evil people won't cause drama. But I still would love to have comments! And I hope that I can hide my blog from those that would cause drama. We'll see how that goes.

I'm a little tired. And I use the word drama a lot.

DIANE IS COMING. Woo. She's so cute. I'll post a bajillion pictures up here. Tee hee.

So, onto more personal dilemnas...

Where to even begin? I don't know if I'm ready to pour my heart and soul into this, ey? I'm kind of insecure when it comes to this kind of thing. I guess...well. I have to start somewhere.

It still haunts me to this day, that thing I did long ago. Some of you reading this will know, and some of you might not know, but it still haunts me. And...if I could go back in time, I...would have taken it back. I would be selfish, and demanding, and...and...happy about it. And it wouldn't matter that he's dead or the other guy is getting married or even that she's...just the way I've always seen her.

It would've worked out. If only...

But no. It didn't. And now here I am. Working this job, no money, no satisfaction, no nothing. Oh what I would give, the whole world over, for just one simple feeling, that YOU were there, and that I could come home every day knowing that you WOULD be there, if not in body then in spirit. What a wonderful thing that would be.

But no, such things aren't granted to monsters like myself. And maybe I'll...go into more detail later. I'm a very troubled soul. But for now...sleep.