truths and absolutes
written: 5:57 p.m. on Tuesday, Oct. 15, 2002

I had a dream last night in which I was kissing some guy. It was total lip-to-lip contact, no tongue, with saliva everywhere. It was great. Really wonderful. Almost as good as the real thing. I wasn't making out with the guy as he didn't touch me anywhere. We just kissed each other and it was nice.

I don't know who he is. I can't remember if it was Gen. It would only make sense if it was Gen. Why would I dream about kissing some random dude? Having said that, I used to have love-type dreams in which guys I don't know appear. The closest I got to a 'real' guy, someone I could identify, was Johnny Depp, and I wrote about it here some few months ago. That was a nice dream.

I came to a realisation sometime back. I cannot write erotica, even if my life depended on it. My June 19 entry in my private diary, which had details, sounded absolutely pornographic. I guess it's because I don't read stupid romance novels. But I want to. I totally suck at writing about things like that, so I gotta learn, right? I think so too. I mean, I may grow up to write adult novels, who knows? (Although, admittedly, that thought makes me shudder with sheer fright.)

My brother can make a successful career out of pissing me off. He was shooting at me with some lousy rubber band just now. It landed on the computer table after missing me by a few inches. I picked it up and tossed it out of the window. The stupid shit landed on the paraphet (is it?). Brother stretched out of the window and picked it right back up.

Ugh.

I'm paranoid that the computer would freeze and this whole entry would be gone so I'll add it now but I'm typing so lousily with all the typos and the wrong words and the constant back-spacing! It's aggravating!

before sunrise // before sunset

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