2002-04-14 around 9:48 p.m. Kideternity is one of my personal heroes!

I know I just posted, but I'm bored and I can't concentrate on school stuff to save my life.

Having Kideternity in my dream the other night has really made me miss her. I never really got to know her terribly well. I've really only talked to her once or twice without others around. She's such a cool person. She's kind of a role model for me. I know she hasn't had a perfect life and she hasn't always made the brightest or smartest choices, but she really lives life while so many people just sort of drift through it. I admire her for that. I also admire how strong she is as both a woman and a human being. I wish I was 1/10th as cool and brave as she is. I don't think I would have gotten up the courage to ever get my tattoo if I had never met her. Seeing her, more than seeing Elf-boy or Zim-dib getting their's done, gave me the resolve to go ahead and get it done. I really think I might have gone through life really wanting this tattoo if I had never met the kick-ass person that is Kideternity. So, I count her as one of my personal heroes.

I find it very interesting that while my shoulders got rather burned, my face didn't really burn at all. There's a little bit of burn on my cheeks, but it's nothing like what usually happens when I forget to put sun block on.

Yes, that's what happened. I realized, not too long ago, that I did indead for got to put that very important stuff on when I went out to the pool today. I think that happened because originally I was not wearing my swim suit. After I had been there for a bit I decided that I wanted to go swimming at some point, so I went back to my room and quickly changed. In the process of doing that, I forgot the apply or at least grab the sun block to put on once I got back to the pool.

I found some amusing things to include in the card I'm sending Ali. I love including something with any letter I send her. Even if it's only a flower I picked that day. She's always getting me stuff, and I always feel like I should pay her back in some way. Or else I think it is something she will find funny. I guess I feel guilty when people spend lots of money on me, mostly because I never seem to spend that much on them. I like getting gifts. It makes me very happy to get something new and exciting, but I feel like I often times don't deserve it. I don't know why. I do think it partially stems from my issue with money which comes from when I was very young and we didn't have very much at all. That time in my life has left a very lasting, if not very positive, impact on my life and personallity. I don't hate my childhood, at least not the parts where I wasn't at school. In fact, I'm very fond of most of my childhood memories, the non-school related ones anyway. My parents did an amazing job of raising my brother and I with what little they had. I hope I am able to do the same with my kids, if I ever have any.

Well, this entry has turned out a bit longer and a lot less superficial than I expected it to be. I'm rather glad of that. I get tired of feeling like all I write about is what happened that day and what new thing I got. It get's to be boring pretty quick.

Still working on that card to Ali. I have a tendency to just chatter on about nothing in particular when I write her, but it's whatever comes to mind, which I think she enjoys. I kinda want to fill it up tonight so I can send it out tomorrow. I've also thought of some more stuff to include with it, so that's cool.

Ali's such a cool friend. I'm really glad to know her, even if I can't stand her all the time, but that's true of just about anyone you know. She's a ray of sunshine in a pretty dull world. Kind of stupid sounding I know, but she does make me smile everytime I see her. After all, have you ever met someone who credited you with being the one to teach how to blow their nose...when they were in high school? That's Ali for you. She's brilliant, she really is. She just needs some help with some of the simplier things, like pop culture. I do my best to expose her to that wonderful world.

Sometimes it's hard to believe that I've only known her since eighth grade. Other times I can't believe it's been that long that I've been friends with her. She is one of my best memories of middle school. She made that time in my life a bearable hell. She was also one of my closest friends in high school, and I didn't have very many at all then. I had a social life, as small as it was, because of her. She is the reason I started to emerge from the shell of shyness that I had been constructing around myself since pre-school. I am the person I am today in a large due to her influence in high school. I am really thankful for that.

I have an interesting mix of music on my Winamp player right now. Frankie goes to Hollywood's "Relax" was just on. Now Veruca Salt's "Volcano Girls" is playing. Then after that will be War's "Lowrider". What can I say? I have a very eclectic taste in music.

I suppose I should wrap up this entry and head to bed, seeing as I wanted to go to bed around 11, and it is now almost that time.

Night all.

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