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Ahhhh yes. I finally got a house. I can't believe it. My first house. Now I really feel like an adult. No more living with grandparents or living in apartments or even condos. This time, it's a real house. Beautiful too; huge. It's about 1,950 square feet of awesome goodness. Two and a half car garage, 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom, gigantic living room and dining room, kitchen with a bar area along with plenty of other things. Why 3 bedrooms you say? Well, I've got two friends moving with me.......or better said, "we" are moving in together. The good thing is, we've known each other for years now so we get along pretty well. Wow, now I can set up my room with a desk and other cool stuff like I've always wanted. Wahoo! No more fold-down beds and I can even blast my music as loud as I want!! Wahoo!! I can even walk around my house butt naked!!!............if I wanted to that is........(not that I would anyhow).
Well, in other news........I think my three angels had finally left me. Yep. I haven't heard from them in some time now. Ahhh, it was good while it lasted I suppose. It's amazing the stories one can tell while simply typing away words onto a screen to some stranger(s) across the oceans. I tell you what, it's a good excuse not to do the assignments for class. Speaking of across the oceans........it takes my mind back a few years............(many years), when I was still in High School and got to know this Tawainese girl. Annie Sung was her name......yes, Annie Sung. Ahh, she was beautiful too. Very looooong black hair reaching down almost to the beginning of her buttocks. Well, as the school year wore on, we really got to know each other and of course, from there, sprung a friendship that might have lasted for eons. Then one day, right out of the blue, she says to me, "Dreamer..(except she called me by my real name), I'm moving to Switzerland". I said, "What??!" I couldn't even imagine why or what would be in Switzerland for her to move there. The fact was, she wanted to attend some beauty college up in that vast cold wilderness. I asked her what the heck is wrong with the colleges here? But, she insisted she wanted to go there still. Hell, who was I to say no. Afterall, I'm just a joe shmoe. I suppose all of the good times meant nothing and just flew right out the open door. Oh well. Anyhow, after she had moved, we kept in contact for several years. Practically a letter a month if not more. But as the seasons changed and the winds of time rustled past, the letters began to wane. And the memories of her?.........faded like an old black and white picture of someone you might recognize so long, long ago. But she's somewhere out there, somewhere in this vast world. And from time to time, my memories would kick in and I would get a glimpse of her laughing or crying or simply smirking sheepishly at me.............but all too quickly, it would vanish............a mist that dissipates from sight. Where ever you are Annie Sung, this one's for you.