



So last night I had such a weird dream. I dreamed that my family and I went to visit our 'old house' (I've never lived there, in this life at least). It was a little bright yellow house with 2 yellow cars on the right side and another yellow car parked in front with the hood up and the man who lived there even had yellow hair. He was part of a group that restored historical buildings and the place he was living in was called the Forman house. It was so real that when I woke up I looked it up and
this is what I found. Nuts right? I'm obsessed with dreams. I've read so many books about the psychology behind them.
In other news, I'm pretty sure I'm a lesbian. No that's not some new development that I've decided upon but more of a realization. My entire family is very homophobic and they won't even talk to my uncle because he came out. I asked my grandma what she would do if I told her I was a lesbian and she said she'd throw up and never talk to me again. So I think I've been repressing my true sexual preference all these years. I always thought girls were much more attractive. Girls naked=hot, guys naked=me looking away. I have a boyfriend and I love him but I don't think that makes me straight. At the very least, I'm bisexual. So that's that. Taste the rainbow!