Opposite ends of the spectrum...

I keep opening this blog, and I don't know what to say... because everything just got so complicated. Really dream-like and great... I`m so happy but, it's all so complicated. And God– I really want it to work. What can you do though? What`s going to fit, will fit, and what won't work isn't worth grieving for... we'll just never know until we try though. So many people are giving me advice, and I just don't know what to think. Gosh, my parents really like him... and so does my uncle, as today proved. =P Heh. But it's just his age I`m worried about, though that`s not the main thing. Actually, this doesn't seem so hard to solve, oh jeez... but I keep forgetting summer's ending... Well, we'll see. I won't get too keen on this idea yet. ...Well, what's the story morning glory? Today I was so trepedacious. Mostly because this was on my mind...in a champagne super nova, champagne super nova... The Say Si lock-in was so great. We did crazy things -like home made twister, where Ned and Chris battled for forever- a 3 AM movie fueled by delirium and genious, and then confessions and all kinds of wonderful things in the sound booth. We moved an air mattress in there, Chris Brian and I, to further our discussion on the world... and were joined by Fred, Nick's outrageous stories of Multiple Left Ears and later by a very hyper Dezi. We told ghost stories then Fred, Dez and Nick vanished... and it was myself Brian and Chris. And we were all honest for awhile... it's weird how small spaces and comfort make you honest. Anyway, we developed new understanding, and Dez, Nick and Fred were back, talking to Brian about 6 Feet Under and Sex in the City... anyway- nothing else matters. We all fell asleep in there, for about 2 hours, floor space the equivalent of one double sized air mattress. We were packed in closer than close but it was as it should be. We're all great great friends, we really are. I just wish we could have had the whole of the MAS students in there with us. Anyway- so ended the 17 hour extravaganza, new oppertunities for me, for an us... and here I am, frightened of the possibility of faliure. What can I do but tell the truth?