Broken Record

Ok, so I know I haven't written in a while. You would think that the summer vacation would have the opposite effect. I realized that I needed to write a new blog update terribly bad when I woke up at 4am last night having had some sort-of nightmare about my account being deleted due to inactivity.

I'm sure you are thinking, what kind of nightmare is that? Well I woke up about 30 minutes prior due to being surrounded by bears who were slowing working their way to eat me. It wasn't just one type of bear either; there were brown, grizzly, polar and even koala (I guess for a little comedy relief?). Anyways, I was still a little on edge from that, so yes, account being deleted was a nightmare.

But the other reason I haven't written is because everything that has happened lately has already been reported in my blog on another occasion. It's getting to be a bit of a broken record. You know: kickball team...blah, blah, blah...flip cup...blah, blah, blah....kiss boy...blah, blah, blah. Just the same old stuff.

Ok, maybe not the kiss boy part. I mean, yes I have written about kissing a boy, but I have also written that it is clearly over between that particular boy and myself. So yes, I kissed a new boy.

For the sake of not having to type the story in which 90% would be a repeat of another story I've already blogged about, let me just shorten it up like this. We went over to the Virginians on Saturday. We played flip cup and other games. One of the Virginians, that I have been pretty sure for some time liked me, had the opportunity and kissed me. Sorry, no more details (I do have family and other people that I have made aware of this and I am not sure if they read it).

You will get this addition to the story. He did come over to my apartment last night and we watched movies and drank wine (he brought both).

And then I dreamt about bears and blogs. Now, you are all caught up!