I wanted that previous grouchy entry of mine to not be shown so I've updated!! How's the world nowadays?

Lately, my cousin visited Las Vegas, and I have not seen her in about two years. Time can do so much honestly. ^^ We enjoyed talking about the previous times and how we both dropped these arguments because of the fact they were simply petty issues. We both found it amusing, but also very nostalgic. According to my cousin, she told mWell that's what we all come to realize! I'm glad we both met at ground zero and talked as if the world never crumbled.

Sadly, her twin sisters did not come along. I wished they did because I really wanted to see them again. It was strange for me. As much as I hated them a long time ago, I still love them because they helped me, even though they may not realize it, step into topics I would have never imagined talking about. It was all for the better because I am more open minded and see the world in other colors rather than black and white.

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When you finally meet someone you have not seen for what may seem like an eternity beyond the stars, the feelings, the emotions, and all the hopes suddenly return to you like a boomerang. All those forgotten emotions came right back at me so fiercely. It frightened me so much.

When I saw him once again, I remembered why I felt the way I did. My cousin insisted me to come up to him and talk to him. I was reluctant at first, but I know an opportunity like this well never come back to me that easily like a silver plate. I finally had that tint of courage to come and talk. As I ultimately approached him, he looked surprised because he said that he did not even "recognize" me. Maybe it was the fact I have been growing up like any person would. I only talked to him for less than twenty minutes, while all his cousins stood right behind him and watched the show. We si I was glad that my cousin insisted me to come up to him and talk because I would have regretted the chance of not ever seeing nor talking to his face again. Sadly, I left with disappointment in my heart when we were done talking.

The first time around, it did not feel the same. I thought he went back to his cousins because he just did not see me the same way anymore. I wanted to cry after we left them, but I could not do it. I have been so used to crying that the tears will not come out. I was like a closed river, if that is ever possible.

When I talked to him again, but this time it is not in person. Our rejuvenating conversation jump started me like a rocket. He told me out of the blue that his cousins thought I was cute and their intentions for staying back was because they wanted him to continue talking to me. Also, they wanted him to get with me. So strange. When he told me that I laughed so hard because I always analyze the situation the wrong way. The lines never meet in the same direction. The lines meet at its opposite. That's how we are.

I wrote a mouthful didn't I?