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I really have been neglecting my livejournal in the past month, but for good reason. I have better things to do. I actually do.
Andrew and I are together now, and have been for almost a month, a month saturday. Yes, thats right, our one month anniversary is Christmas day. We're just awesome like that. But yes, I have never been happier, and I say that with all sincerity. I love him, I really do. Its the best feeling in the world.
Christmas is only two days away, and yet I'm dissapointed. I don't have that feeling. You know the one. That buildup of exitement that you always feel as Christmas approaches. This year it has not affected me. And that is truly dissapointing. I feel like I've grown up now and Christmas is no longer the magical day that it always has been. I really don't want to grow up.
I had a dream last night that I was running away from home. Have any of you ever played or seen someone play Metal Gear Solid (I'm pretty sure thats what its called. The one with Naked Snake as the main character) ? Well, it was like that. I had camo on and would roll up in a little ball and roll across grass. And when my parents would spot me, an alert would come up and all sorts of troops would suddenly swarm me unless I found an exeedingly good hiding place pronto. They caught me once, my parents, and then I noticed Ryan driving a red corvette through the water-filled ditch by my house. He was going slow because of the water, so I ran at him, pulled him out of the window, jumped in, and sped off. Somehow Andrew was in the backseat and grabbed me from behind, a knife to my neck like he does when he's playing as Snake in the game. But I didn't stop, an dhe didn't slit my throat, instead releasing me and joining me in the front seat as I sped away from my home. Thats really all I can remember. Except that at one point in my dream there were dust bunnies, and a mysterious, etherial voice. Yeah I know, my subconsious is fucked up. Sorry.
That's really all I've got to talk about. Happy Christmas everyone. I love you all dearly.
Andrew and I are together now, and have been for almost a month, a month saturday. Yes, thats right, our one month anniversary is Christmas day. We're just awesome like that. But yes, I have never been happier, and I say that with all sincerity. I love him, I really do. Its the best feeling in the world.
Christmas is only two days away, and yet I'm dissapointed. I don't have that feeling. You know the one. That buildup of exitement that you always feel as Christmas approaches. This year it has not affected me. And that is truly dissapointing. I feel like I've grown up now and Christmas is no longer the magical day that it always has been. I really don't want to grow up.
I had a dream last night that I was running away from home. Have any of you ever played or seen someone play Metal Gear Solid (I'm pretty sure thats what its called. The one with Naked Snake as the main character) ? Well, it was like that. I had camo on and would roll up in a little ball and roll across grass. And when my parents would spot me, an alert would come up and all sorts of troops would suddenly swarm me unless I found an exeedingly good hiding place pronto. They caught me once, my parents, and then I noticed Ryan driving a red corvette through the water-filled ditch by my house. He was going slow because of the water, so I ran at him, pulled him out of the window, jumped in, and sped off. Somehow Andrew was in the backseat and grabbed me from behind, a knife to my neck like he does when he's playing as Snake in the game. But I didn't stop, an dhe didn't slit my throat, instead releasing me and joining me in the front seat as I sped away from my home. Thats really all I can remember. Except that at one point in my dream there were dust bunnies, and a mysterious, etherial voice. Yeah I know, my subconsious is fucked up. Sorry.
That's really all I've got to talk about. Happy Christmas everyone. I love you all dearly.