It's one of the hardest things to admit that you are wrong about something or especially someone. It's just that you were so certain that you were right, despite everyone that cares about you saying you were wrong. And if I could do it again, I'd still take the chance. Because I know I was right. I guess though here in real life, it was all just a fabrication of my mind, a dream if you will. It's just that I don't want it to fade away, but apparently we never had anything to do with the final result. After all, it apparently was decided before we ever met. At least, I could dream and always will.

Recently, at least for about the past nine months or so, I have said, that these are weird times that we live in. Now, more than ever that seems to be apparent. Peoples lives are being turned upside down and they are having to re-examine them. Some people are dealing with things that I would never wish upon anyone and the saddest part is, I know the exact feeling, so I am scared for them, because I can't imagine what I'd do, though six months ago I was also faced with the same fears. As for me, I feel that the biggest surprises are now just around the corner. I just hope evrything will be okay, not just for me, but for all of us.

So what am I doing? I am starting my own blog. I always wondered why, yet was intruiged by why other people posted their life stories on these types sites and such. I wonder why do they share their entire day with th world. Now,as I eat a cookie, I see the decision. This world is strange enough? Now, I have my own one of these deals. This is life according to me and it couldn't be stranger and more ambiguous. Oh well, here it goes...