Ok, so I really don't know what to say. I've read my guestbook after my vacation. I'm shocked, what a small world. Literarlly my heart has jumped out of myself. I've never realized that people actually have found this thing, and I can't really see how they have. I seriously don't know what to say, I can say i'm sorry, and that's probably the truth since I thought I wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings. I don't know what to do now, because I was hoping for a none confrontational type of diary here, and yet someone who thinks they know me has read it and is now offended. I mean, flat out, i've watched too much of what the pop culture has deemed "entertainment" therefore seeking that a trendy salon is oh so NY in all senses. I just don't know what to say, it's my perceptions that have led to what i've written here. It's too late though, i've written things that can't be taken back, well at least not for a while. They maybe damaging, but they were part of my life. I liked this journal, and maybe i'm a wimp, but it's been getting way too personal, personal in the sense that it's too eery. I've believed the internet was this place no one knew who I was, but maybe now, it's not. Too many people know who I am and I don't really like it, I don't know what to do. I've written this for myself, but maybe I shouldn't have posted it on the net. I'm confused, I feel odd, I feel frightened since i'm really not that confrontational type of person, I just like to type out my feelings and let it go, apparently, "life isn't that simple..."