Below are the 14 most recent journal entries recorded in Wednesday's LiveJournal:

Sunday, August 24th, 2003
4:02 pm	Sidenote In a sidenote to my earlier rambling about my first love, I decided to ask my Faeries about it. (I have the Faeries' Oracle and Tarot deck, but with Faeries.) They told me to accept the love I had. As the card I pulled was for my past. I was also told to heal. There are changes, and there were. for my Present, I was told to be inspired. I was inspired to write about my expierence, so I did. I feel better for having done it. But, the inspiration hasn't stopped. I feel that there is more that I need to write and/or say. As for my future, there is a natural ending, a release and liberation. As I go ofrward from here, I will heal, and in doing so, I will feel better and feel free. I can move on, knowing that I have healed. I don't want to fight the change that is coming, as I have lived with it for so long. How do you change 14 years of pain and agony. It doesn't happen over night, that's for sure! I will keep you all updated, as much as I can, and as much as I am willing to share. irene (Comment on this)
11:03 am	Your first broken heart Okay, so what do you do when you want to contact your very first love, the one who also broke your heart for the first time? The one who you changed your life for? The one who you lost your virginity to? What do you do? I'm so fucking confused. In order for me to grow as a person, I need to forgive my past. Fuck, here come the tears. Oh well, I let them come, as they help me heal. But, how do I tell him that I forgive him for all that has done to me? Half a lifetime (lovetime?) later, I still think of him. I still love him, in that first love sort of way. I've also never forgotten. The first kiss, caress, touch, feeling, I've never forgotten. But I also have never forgiven. The heartbrack, heartache, feeling trampled on, unloved, not wanted, anger, pain, abandoned over a word, it's all still there. Why after 14 years would I still cry over him? Because I have never forgiven. I see all the memories and promises, and the heartache and pain of being replaced. I lived my life for so long loving him and wondering. I lived as if we were never broken up. I deluded myself for so long that I never saw anyone who really LOVED me. He was all I wanted, for so long, he was all I wanted. I wanted it the way that it was before. But then comes the lies from a friend, that he never loved me, he never wanted me, he cheats, even though he tells me he isn't. Who to believe? The Love or the Best Friend? They've never liked one another. They both think that I take away from them. I spend time with my Best Friend, but misss my Love and vice versa. Then the move! 10 hours away. A lifetime away. What do I do? I can't love anyone, as my heart belongs to someone else. But, he's moved on. He doesn't know and doesn't care how I feel, how I still think that he is mine. I have no boyfriends all through High School. believing the promise that he will marry me when he turns 18. What do I do? How do I feel? I make all the effort, with minimal results. Does he know that I cry becuase I've never stopped loving him? Does he know of all the fantasies that I had about him sweeping me off my feet? Does he care? I tell myself that he doesn't, but in the back of my mind I hope that he does. I trick myself to make me feel better. We never had that fight on the phone, he still loves me and will never leave me, no matter what names I call him. What to do, what to do. He tells me that if he can't marry me he would marry my sister, who ADORES him. All I feel is anger and hurt, he hasn't come for me. He DOESN'T care! He never wanted to marry me. I leave, join the military, leave the country. He never writes, I make all the ohone calls and effort. He doesn't care, but tells me that he does. What do I do? Do I move on or stay where I am? I fall in love again. Everything is forgotten, never healed, never looked at and forgiven. I am left again. Pain rears up and won't leave. Suicidal thoughts run through me. I don't know what to do, how to act. What do I do? Punching wall lockers, scaring roommate. Therapy, doesn't help. It doesn't take away the hurt that I feel. The new ache leaves me empty, cold, but I fake my way through life. Have to be happy all the time. I come home, marriage broken, in love with someone else. I have a baby. What do I do? I call my old Love. Tease him, torture him, still love and want him, he's a lifetime away. What do I do? I love someone else and want to be with them, but he and my first love are lifetimes away. My life falls down around me. I meet my future husband. He wipes my tears away and loves me for the person that I am. I am his first real love, but he is not mine. He knows this and loves me any ways. He takes me and loves me for me. Not who I was, or who I will be, but who I am. How can I ask for anyone better? But, I still love and grieve for the other two men who walked out on my life and pretend (?) to love me. Did they ever love me? I am sure about one, but not my first love. I KNOW I loved him, but were the feeling reciprocated? Call him again, while with my future husband. He has a girlfriend now, but wants me to visit him, and to sleep with him, to see if it was as good as he remembered it. Crazy, right? I don't go. I am still hurt. I torture myself without knowing that I am doing it. Death threats, after not leaving my phone number when I called him to wish him a happy birthday (which I have never forgotten). Anger from my future husband. I tell my first love to never bother me, I am happy with the person I am with. If he can't handle it, can't handle me being happy, he can fuck off. Never hear from him again, as we lost pur phone service. Here I am seven years later wondering what he is doing, wanting to know all the answers to my questions. Did he ever love me? That's the biggest question on my mind. Does he still think about me? Does he even fucking care that I have these feelings? What would I do if he talked to me? Would I run or listen? Some part of me, the part that likes to torture me, will listen. Then I have to deal with husband. How would he feel? Betrayed, angry, frustrated? I KNOW he cares for me. He is prepared to defend me. He would never leave me. I KNOW this. But, why do i still care for my first love? Why do I have all these lingereing questions? Epiphany hits. I need to heal. I can't until he knows how I feel. Do I want to tell him, do I want to open that back up? All those raw emotions well up to the surface. I cry as I write this. It is all so damned hard. HELP! I don't know what to do anymore! I am so alone in my feelings. Husband is deployed and I miss him so much! I want him here with me. But I can't have him. I am still crying. But, for who and why? Do I cry for me, 14 years ago, or for the me now? Both, is my answer. I cry for the girl who was lost, who will never be the same again, and I cry for the me now who wants to heal, but doesn't want to get caught up in all the bullshit again. I had to write this now before I lost my nerve. I am hurt. I don't know where to go or who to tell about my feelings. This is as raw as I can get. Will he read this? Will I care? Yes, I will care. I've always cared, even after all the hurt, I still care. I only know him as a boy, but not as a man. Is he the same? Has he changed? My morbid mind and curiosity will never be sated. Do I care? I don't know. I may care today, but not tomorrow. I feel lost. I want someone to hold me, to tell me that it's all over, everything will be alright, but I can't even have that now. Does he want to hear from me? What would be his reaction to reading this, all these thoughts and more race through my mind, all at once. I can't even answer the questions, they go so fast. What do I do? So, I ask again, what do you do when you want to contact your first love, the one who broke your heart? Sorry for the ramble. I am emotionally raw right now. Lost, that's how I feel, I am lost. Will I ever be found, and by whom? irene (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
3:59 pm	Catching Up Whew! What a busy couple of months! I've neglected to write, and that's scary! First and foremost, the boys are both in school! YEAH! Doing happy dance! It's so nice to have them both in school and doing well. It's also nice to have the house quiet for the majority of the day, no tv, no Nick Jr., just me and what I want to watch or hear. Being home with the boys in school is going to give me time to be creative. I'm going to be creating herb scented candles, dream pillows, loos incense, spell powders and bath salts. I'll be selling them hopefully within the next couple of months. Who knew that I could be so creative! If you want anything, let me know, I'll give out some freebies! I am so excited about doing this that I can't even tell you! Joe's going to be home sometime in October. I hope before Halloween, as that is MY personal (and Morrighan's) favorite holiday. It's always been a holiday for me, and it was always more than just getting candy. I'll believe Joe's home when I go and pick him up. The Air Force has a way of changing dates of when our loved ones come home. It is most frustrating. But, as of tomorrow, we will be halfway done! ONly another 8 weeks to go! YEAH! I'm continuing on with my studies at WitchSchool. I'll be taking my test for Lesson 2 tonight AFTER the boys go to bed! LOL! The second degree, which I am currently working on, is going to take me at least a year to complete. I am having fun learning all sorts of new stuff. I've even applied to become a mentor. I am hoping to hear back soon to see if I was accepted. I am going to help people on their Spiritual Journey and help them along in their First Degree studies... the poor people! J/K! I am looking forward to teaching and learning. Well, I guess that catches me up for now. If I think of anything else, I will write again. irene (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, July 7th, 2003
3:47 pm	It's crazy around here! Goodness! Joe left on his deployment. I'm okay, I had my good cry after he left, and now I am eagrly awaiting his return... in October. That's okay. With the money he makes from being gone, we will be able to see my Dad for Yule/Christmas. I'm stoked, because it's been almost a year and a half, maybe a little longer, since I've seen him and Sandy. So, that will be fun. My neighbor across the driveway, I think that she's having an affair. I know who the guy is, and I know his kids and ex-wife. He claims that nothing is going on, and that ould be true, but I don't believe it. Not for a second. He told my friend that I was talking behind her back and all that. Yes, I did say some things, and there were things that she did that I didn't approve of. That's what I told my friend. She did him a little dirty, as far as the divorce goes. But he's making it out like I sat down with him and said this and that. That bothers me. Why? Because, in some ways, I sympathize with the guy. She just up and left him. She's got 51% of custody, so he can't retain base housing. There are a few more things that she did that are fucked up. I've spoken to her ex like maybe 4 times. Once I said that it was wrong, what she did to you. It was wrong. I don't recall saying anything other than that. Since that time, it's more like hi and bye kinda thing. I would give him a piece of my mind, but it's not my buisness to butt into. That, and I also don't want to get involved. The last time I played the Military Housing Spouse Game, it almost cost me a dear friend. Nope, I will write and ponder, etc, but I am not going to involve myself with what he is doing over there. I just feel sorry for this woman's husband. He's going to come home and think that everything is alright. AND! What kind of woman has a male friend stay the night 4 DAYS after her husband leaves? Don't people respect their spouses anymore? Are we a select few now? It bothers me, morally. What is she teaching her young kids? That when Daddy's away strange men will be sleeping in her bed? It's sad, really, it is. The kids aren't that old, but I think at 4 (the oldest) he can figure out what's going on. I don't know what else to say. I mean, I was a wreck when Joe left. I can't imagine not having any emotion at all. Now I don't know how she reacted, but it doesn't seem to be the same way I did! Enough of this. I just had to get that off my chest, it was bothering me. irene (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 16th, 2003
6:44 pm	Why me? Oh my goodness! What a weekend! Ashe spilled on of his meds and he didn't have it all weekend! His Dr.'s office closes at noon on Friday, so I had to suffer through a horrible weekend. He is the most destructive child I have ever seen! He broke Draven's glasses on purpose, because he could! He got in trouble for it, but he was still a little stinker afterwards. I was at the end of my leash by the time he went to bed last night. I don't know, am I cursed or blessed? That's how I felt. I knew he was going to be bad, so at least I knew what was going to happen and didn't get blindsided. I was never happier to see a Monday in my entire life! Now he's had his meds and is so much more calm. YEAH! Sorry, I just had to rant and get that out. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 11th, 2003
6:07 pm	Blah Well, it's offical... I'm 28. Oh boy, yippie, and all that shit. I had the worst birthday this year, and I can actually blamse some of it on another person! Jeff, my little brother in law calls me at 8am on my birthday to tell me that he got kicked out of his technical college for poor attendance AGAIN! He has the balls to ask us if we could make him a dependent so he can live with us and get a job on the base. Hello! You're fucking 20 years old! He's the baby of the family and gets everything handed to him on a platter. It's so fucking annoying. Ge really pisses me of. On top of all of that, he starts crying! I told him that this is all his fault. Of course he blames everyone but himself for beting late to school. It's not my fault that YOU were a dumbas and got in an auto accident, which turns out to be your fault because you crossed the double yellow line. So now his car is broken and he doesn't have the money to fix it because he can only look for jobs at fast food places. He only had 3 more months left and he would have graduated and could get a good paying job and Humperdink could have retired happily. But no, he had to go and be a punk and not go to class. I bought it the first time around, but I have no sympathy for you dude! On top of all that, he didn't say happy birthday to me. Joe may be getting deployed to an Island in the middle of the Indian Ocean for 120 days. GREAT! Just what I wanted to happen over the summer. I've always wanted to have the kids alone by myself over the summer. At least he was here for my birthday. If he goes, he'll miss his birthday and Ashe's birthday. He'll also miss our 4th wedding anniversary. That I can live with. I don't have a choice really. I want him to go because he hasn't been deployed yet, but I want him to stay because I am stingy and don't like to share. I've passed my First Degree Course, so now I am a First Degree Priestess in the Correllian Tradition... or will be after my initation. I'm stoked. I worked really hard to get this and I am not going to fuck it up. I just signed up to contimue on with my Second Degree course today. It's going to take me a year to do it, but I believe it will be worth it. I'm a witch! LOL... or should that be Cackle? irene (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, May 22nd, 2003
9:10 am	Dreams Okay, what is up with the weird dreams I am having lately. And why do they all involve Sully from Godsmack? ARGH! Last night I had a dream that I was hiding from Simon Cowell, the British judge from American Idol. Well, the reason I was hiding from him? Because he was trying to steal me away from the love of my life, Sully Erna!11 I was trying to sneak up to Sully's room... without getting noticed by Simon... who looks good in a Cop uniform, by the way. Now I know that I have strange dreams while Joe works nights, but this is getting scary! (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 14th, 2003
11:16 am	Magickal Name Well, I have finally been blessed with my Magickal name. It is Rayven FaerieMoon. That is the name that I will be using for my spellwork and witchcraft. My Patron Deity is Morrighan, the Celtic Goddess of war. She often took the form of a Crow. She is a Crone and her holiday is Halloween. No, that doesn't fit me at all! (Insert sarcasm here) Just wanted to share with you guys! irene (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 7th, 2003
9:02 pm	Autism Wow, another installment! This must be a record for me. Now I need to get some more stuff off my chest. Okay, here goes: In case you didn't know, Ashe is ADHD, OCD, and has Asperger's Syndrome, which is a form of Autism. We found this out after Ashe stopped talking for 7 months. He wouldn't say a word. He communicated with hand gestures, most of which I had to figure out. After an EEG and MRI, he was diagnosed with Aspergers. What this means is that he is lacking in socail skills. He will play next to children, but not with them. He will ask them where they got a toy, or whatnot, but he won't interact with them otherwise. He has poor eye contact, even with adults. He is wicked smart for his age, and he does concentrate on certain things that may seem odd to others. Like the color blue for instance... everything has to be blue for him. His glasses are even blue. Blue cars, shirts, underwear, socks, even toothpaste. It gets drustrating, but we deal with it the beat that we can. Circles, and objects that spin are another favorite of his. He's fascinated by tornados, race car driving, tops, and if it's spinnable, he will spin it. He can name hockey players whose names are 15 letters long. He can prnounce them perfectly. But, he still can't write his name correctly. He loves to play with his brother, and that's the only person he will play with, even around other kids. As a Mom this is a difficult thing to go through. I was shocked when I got his diagnosis. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I should say something to him, or hold him, or what. I treated him the same as I always have. That's the only thing that I could think to do... and that was also advice that I was given. glad I listened to it! It's hard to know that my son may have to go into special ed when he starts kindergarten next year. I don't want him to be labeled a "problem child." He is in preschool now, through the school district, and he is behaving wonderfully. I am still a little apprehensive about him being in a class of 18 or 19 kids. I think that a smaller classroom may be better for him. But, I also am not able to see him at school to see how he interacts with other children and teachers. I pray for improvement. I would never wish this on anyone. It's something that I think of as a lesson in patience, or at least sometimes it feels that way. Goddess knows that I am not the most patient person in the world! But I am learning. I have to. Draven is also ADHD, OCD and has depression. I suffer from ADD, OCD and depression. We hace a family on meds here! But, I would rather take the meds than feel the way I did without them. I just hope that Draven and Ashe feel the same, when they get older and realise what's going on. Well, I guess that's enough for now. GO DUCKS!!! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 3rd, 2003
8:16 pm	Yeah! I got my yellow belt! I got my yellow belt! I started taking TaeKwonDo with Draven, and after 3 weeks of waiting, I finally received my yellow belt! I love taking Tae with Draven. I've actually gotten Joe and Ashe to take it to. We look like we're on our way to a pajama party when we go! It's so cool! It's a hell of a work out though! My Goddess! Anyone else having weird dreans, or is it just me? Last night I had a dream that Trent Reznor took me to a head shop (sex toy store for those of you who don't soeak Californian). I was able to buy anything I wanted. Scary right? I mean I love Trent, and I find him sexy, but it was a totally bizzare dream. Leave it to me to be the odd ball. Speaking of odd, my therapist says I have an "odd thinking pattern." Which means I'm crazy! LOL just kidding. I have obsesssssive compulsive disoerder, in case you were wondering. I'm also ADD and suffer heavily from depression. So, I am medicated and feel fine, for now. But I have an odd thought pattern... like that was a big surprise! LOL! Anyone who knows me should know that. I think OUTSIDE the box... hell, I LIVE outside the box, always have and always will! hehehe (Comment on this)
Friday, May 2nd, 2003
8:24 am	Disappointment So, after getting all excited about going to see godsmack, they cancelled their show here. Why, I don't know. I was holding on to my tickets to see if they would reschedule, but they haven't. I am SO BUMMED! I was really looking forward to going to the show. Oh well, I guess we all can't have what we want in life. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003
8:15 am	Quickie I don't have much to say today, really, which is a shock in itself! Joe and I are going to see Godsmack next month! HOORRAY! YIPPIE!!! We saw them 3 years ago, after they came out with their second album, Alive. They rocked! We had so much fun. I lost my voice for like 3 days, but it was worth every scream. In case I haven't said so before, I have a HUGE crsuch on the lead singer, Sully Erna. Don't ask, I don't know. I just think he is so sexy. Maybe it's all the tattoos... and it doesn't hurt that he's Wiccan either! lol But, I am really looking forward to going out with just Joe. The concert is on a weeknight, but school out here gets out May 29th. So, I've got a friend who is going to watch the boys, and her kids go to the same school as Draven does. But, with 2 weeks left, it's not like they're crammoing for finals. (And even if the boys were of an age to go to concerts, they would be going with us!) I also tested for my Yellow Belt in TaeKwonDo. I started taking it with Draven, and after watching him for a year, doing Base Form One was a snap for me. It's the next form that I am going to have to actually learn! hehehe We both have fun taking TaeKwonDo together. Draven will be testing soon for his yellow belt with green tips. I'm hoping within the next 6 months. They test every other month, so hopefully soon... And talk about a workout! Yikes! lol But, Draven has his Kindergarten program tonight, so we will not be taking class tonight... which means that I've probably passed and would have found out tonight! Isn't that how is always works? Well, I guess that's all for now! irene (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 13th, 2003
8:49 pm	Just felt like writing Have you ever in your entire life just felt like writing? I'm in that mood now, which can be scary in an of itself. Been kind of a weird day today. I got up with the monsters this morning and was going to let Joe sleep in today, as it is his sleep in day, and I just felt like everything was off. I don't feel like I am myself. It feels as though someone is feeding off my energy, which is making me feel strange. Or, maybe it was the bizarre dreams that I have been having lately. Maybe a bit of both, i guess. In case you didn't know or couldn't guess, I am Wiccan. I am currently a student at Witchschool.com and I am training to become a first level priestess in the Corellian Tradition. My goal is to become a Thrid Level Priestess in the same Tradition, as well as in Celtic and Faery Wicca. It will take me many years to accomplish this goal, but it is something that I want to do for myself. Anyways, I've been doing the meditations that have been in my lessons. Since I've been able to open all my chakras, and keep them open while they are purple, I've been having the most bizzare dreams. You wouldn't believe the dreams I've had about Sully (the YUMMY leader from Godsmack, one of my favorite bands) and "the one man that got away." His name is Troy, but I will always call him Evil. Why Evil, you may ask?> Well, that was the nickname that was given to him in Basic Training. Evil and I met when we were both stationed in Korea. Yes, I was in the Army many years ago. I will never forget the expierence. I wish, at times, that I was still in. My first duty station was in Korea, a town called Tungdashun. It's about 30 miles away from Seoul and 15 or so from the DMZ. It was here that I met the first real love of my life. I was dating a guy named Robert (who turned out to still be married, even though he proposed to me in front of my parents), whom I thought that I was in love with. Tunrs out, I wasn't. I broke up with him, and started dating a guy named Matt. He was, of all things, a skin head. Don't ask, I don't know. He was the one who introduced me to Evil. All I remember was "Wednesday, this is Evil, Evil, this is Wednesday." Yes, Wednesday was my nickname in Korea. It was a name given to me by my C.O. (Commanding Officer). We were doing a field expercise and he came up to me and told me "You know, Deem, you look like Wednesday Addams. Do you mind if I call you that?" Well, the name stuck. From the first time I saw him, I knew that I was going to be with him. It was just a feeling that I had. At the time when we met, he was dating this scag of a girl named Sue. HOw I envied and hated her. She had what I wanted. But, was I bold enough to take it from her? No, I wasn't. He and I talked here and there, nothing major or thought provoking. Just a hey, how ya doin? Oh, you like that band too? We had a lot in common. I dated Matt for about 3 weeks, then left him to go back to Robert. Dumb mistake, I must admit. By this time Evil had found out that Sue was cheating on him, and he was devastated. Robert wanted me to go to Seoul with him for the weekend, but I wanted to stay and make sure that Evil was alright. So, I told Robert to go without me. Have fun with your friends, I told him. So, he went, and I stayed with the suicidal Evil. Robert left in a Friday night. He came back on a Sunday night. In those 2 days my whole world changed. Friday was spent with Evil. Nothing happened. All we did was snuggle and talk. He was telling me all about his fiance Annette back home. How I was jealous of her as well. They were high school sweet hearts. Sappy, I know. So, we snuggled and talked all night long. I never felt so safe as I did when I was in his arms. Saturday, however was a bit different. I had to go to my room to get something, can't for the life of me remember what it was. It seemed like a good idea at the time, as Evil's roommates had come in for some reason or other. We ended up in my room, with my roommate over with her boyfriend's. All I can remember was that I was happy that Blevins wasn't there. Now, Evil and I never told one another how we felt about one another. He never knew that I was sexually attracted to him until that day. I had gone over to my bookshelf to get something, when he made a comment to me about something or other. I remember answering him by saying "Oh yeah? You don't think I know how to kiss?" and I walked over to him, and kissed him. He sat down on my bed with straddling his lap. You can guess what went on from there. We weren't quiet about it. His only qualm was wanting to know if I was on the pill, which I was. (AND LUCKY ME!) Some friends from across the hall had knocked on my door when everything was said and done and asked me if I was alright. "Fine, I said!!!" "What are you DOING in there?" they asked. "Nothing, just wrestling with a friend!" was my hinest to Goddess answer. We ended up spedning the night in his room that night. I'll spare you the details. Sunday came too soon for us. Robert was back and wondered how Evil was doing. He's alive and well, or so he saw. Nothing of what we did ever got back to him. If it did, I didn't care. I was in love with Evil. Robert would end up leaving to come back to the States less than a week after Evil and I spent the nights together. He stayed in Korea and extra week so that we could go on leave in San Diego together. He went on to Georgia, and I went back to Evil. The most amazing man that I had ever been with at that time. He could do things that still make me squirm with chills when I think about them. We had a lot of amazing days and nights with one another. I will write more about them another time. But this is the man that I dream about every once in a rare while. Last night was the first night in almost 2 years that I had a dream about him. What was it about? Guess. We did everything you can imagine 2 people doing. Both in real life and in my dream. I wish that I was still in contact with him. But I have a sneaking suspcion that he knows where I am, but doesn't want me to know. I'll explain that another time. You know, there was a moral and point to this entry that was lost long ago! Dreams and energy, I think was what I started off with. I just wish I knew why I am being plagued by these dreams. The dreams I have about Sully are even more graphic than what I have written here. They are actually continuing dreams that I have about him. I've known him in another life, I think. But, like that gives me the right to dream about and/or meet him, right? LOL! I wish! If I ever met him he would think me a retard, as when I get around famous people, I seem to lose the ability to speak! Remember Modern English?! Ha! That's enough for now. If you want more details about Evil, let me know. It's actually quuite healing for me to write about him. I know he's out there, and he knows where I am. Scary, but I am positive he knows where I am. He knows that Joe and I are married. He knows that I love Joe with all my heart. But there are still hidden feelings for him that I harbor in my heart. I will always love him. I will never regret what we had. And I will always know that I made the right choice when I found Joe. I have never questioned that. Just why Evil and I had so little time together. irene (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 9th, 2003
9:26 am	First Entry Okay, so my friend Kim gives me this code for a Live Journal. So I decided to check it out. Seems pretty cool to me. I don't know how emotional this could get as I love to write and love to read. Some of these entries can and will be long. So for anyone who is interested in my life, you have been warned! I guess that is all for this entry. irene (11 Comments |Comment on this)