Brtiney- I had a dream about Britney Spears. Not very important, but was a wonderful feeling. One of the few things I miss about dating. Now keep in mind that I am not really a fan of Ms. Spears. In fact, I can't even say that she is in my top 100. The person is not important, just the feeling. So, we were chatting and flirting. Somehow we started talking about scars. When I was a kid I was running and tripped into a ladder. This busted my upper lip open, like two seperate parts. I have a light scar from it, only noticeable if I showed you it. So I am showing her it. I am on my knees in front of her and leaning in real close so she can see it. It was at that moment I realized that I was flirting. We ended up kissing, and the dream ends there. I wish it didn't, but my dreams are rarely of sex. The dreams always end with the kiss. Kind of like old movies. Point is I miss that feeling that builds up when two people are flirting and they finally kiss. I guess that is why my feet always curl in anticipation when the two main characters in a Romance finally get together. I usually catch myslf and force myself to relax. A guy can not be caught with his feet curled.

Sandra- Brief background; Was my first everything. We first met at a small party of hers. She was a friend of a friend. My firend Luis was always talking to her. What I didn't know was that he was always trying to get with her. He dated other girls, and I never thought that she was the one he wanted. I remember joking with him about hooking up with her. Everyone did. She was the girl at school with the biggest breasts, and a lot of guys wanted her. Personally, I thought she was nothing special. She needed to learn how to dress, and she really was a big bitch. At this party, everyone is getting drunk and she wants to put lipstick on me. I let her and she gets real close, like the dream of BS. She was sitting on my lap and I didn't think anything of it because most people thought I was gay. If you saw me then, you would think the same thing. Its a long story though. Anyways, by the end of the night she is making it pretty clear that she likes me. My shyness was even draining her. She left a window open that night, and it was freezing in her house. I was on the couch, like a good boy, when she went into her room, got a blanket, and came back out to sleep on the floor. Acting all innocent she says, "you can lay with me if you like?" I said no at first. I was trying to stay away. Finally I broke down, it was just too cold. I went and layed with her and she puts her arms around me. I am trying to go to sleep when she gets so close our lips are already touching. Imagine this sixteen year old boy who has not even kissed a girl yet, and I all I could do was freeze. I finally give in and end up making out with her all night. Who knew kissing could be so much fun? Then I don't talk to her for two weeks. I didn't know what to say to her. I finnally write her a letter and a week later we are together. With exception of the time I was with Kristi, I spent the rest of High School with her. We broke up a few times for lenths of time but usually ended up back together. We broke up the summer after HS, and against my better judgement, she talked me into getting back together before I joined the Navy. Four months later she told me that she had another boyfriend, one she found two weeks after I left. I was heartbroken. Ever since then she has been trying to get back together with me. I have always been firm in my "no's", sometimes to the point of having to make her cry to get my point across. She has been a good friend since then, but always trying to talk about love. It would get annoying. Anyways, about December I decided to cut all friends. The only one I couldn't cut was Kristi, but everyone else has faded into an aquaintance. So, here is the story. She called the other week. I haven't talk to her in about three months, so it was a surprize. She started flirting as usual, and when I said somrthing back, she said, "Rico we are just friends now, I love you, but I am not in love with you." I was shocked. I never said anything about us getting back together or even hooking up. It was out of nowhere. This means only one thing. She has a Boyfriend. All I could do was laugh. She wanted to feel like the one saying what I have told her for the past five years. She didn't say she has a bf, but I know her well enough to read these small things. In fact, I can read the small things women say only because of her. The way they will say something but not really say it. Enough of this story.

Knee- Offically all better. The paper work has started to clear me for sea. In about two months I should be off to some place new.

Poker- Won again, played another and broke even.

Latest- Yesterday, I went to a scrimage for the USA basketball team vs. the Puerto Rician National team. It was great. I got to see all the stars, and took a lot of pictures, which I will post on Yafro.com. Other than that life has been pretty boring. Maybe I should post some more poems.

So much to come...