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Hello
Just coming up with the news about "bag of Dreams", the poem is making its way to the finals and I'm so proud of it.
I am also going to open my own fan club, and I plan to call it "Claudia's Club". From here, you can view my blog, check out my poems, go to my library, share music, or even have some of the poems sent by Email upon request. It may take me some time to create this group, but I'm looking forward to it. AH, and you could even view pictures of Steven and I.
But first, I am so glad about "Bag of Dreams". The poem will be published in a poetry book, and I might win money for it, or if not, a golden, silver, or bronce medal.
I am not interested about the money particularly, but if I do earn money for my poetry, I'm going to save it for my dream-home.
Anyway, Steven came yesterday at his usual time, and as usual, I was so happy to see him, to hug him, to kiss him.
After he put his stuff up and everything else, I showed him my new CD's I got from a girl at school last week. When he sang those country songs on the CD, I had the recorder with the earphones plugged in so that it wouldn't beep, then pressed the button and recorded him. I also recorded a song I sang for him.
Then he wanted me to help him finish learning the song he'd already started to learn on the peny-wistle.
When he finally got the song down, he called his friend Luis up and told him to come over so that he could show him how to play that song. We picked Luis up at the bus-stop, and in our way we found a gentleman who asked, "Are you guys married or dating?" , in my mind Ithought,"Cool!, they think we're married"! until Steven said, "dating. I'm not ready for marriage anyway after being married twice and both of those marriages were very crappy". Then he went on telling the fellow about how his ex wife dumped him after he lost his sight and all that crap.
"why do boys get so confusing?
Last weekend he started talking about our future plans, about how if I married him both our lives would improve and yada-yada-yad. Now he's saying his not ready for marriage and that he may not get married again?, well, to tell you the truth, I'm not ready for marriage yet either, but I do plan to marry him eventually.
at least after I finish college and have a more stabilized lifestyle.

When Luis got off the bus, first we went to wallgreens to get our drinks and cigarrettes for Steven. Then we were on our way home, when Steven offered me a backride.
I climbed onto his shoulder, and, because I had my recorder in between my pants and underware, I couldn't settle in right, and kept slipping. Steven felt I was strangling him, Dammit!
I felt very bad for him, but would I have known better I shouldn't have brought that recorder with me, but what's done, it's done, right?
Anyway, I had to get back on my feet, and walk back home.
I could tell his friend was laughing at me, first because he started making obcene comments about my height, that, thanks to Steven, I wasn't really listening to, but then what he did afterward really insulted me. He mixed our drinks and gave me Steven's soda, and he gave him my limonade. Tha was really mean! now all of the kida at Steven's school are going to laugh at me because of that stupid trick!
Steven showed me how to tell if it was limonade or not, but even so, I'm not taking anything out of Luis's hands again. See that's why I don't like most of his friends, they play dirty tricks on me and treat me like if I was a Goddammed ignorant little kid, then apologize and do it again.
I respect Rodney, Bobby and Dawny because they have helped me when I got kicked out, but the rest of his friends are not very nice to me or look at me funny
Anyway, Steven showed Luis how to play the song, and then when Luis left, I played a couple of songs for him in my occarina, made love and went to bed. I didn't want to sleep, but he always puts me to sleep one way or the other.
The next day was when I found out about the dirty joke.
We laugh together like we usually do, and I just love it when he tickles me, when he puts his arms around me and makesme curled into a ball in his great big lap, ready for him to do with me whatever he wants.
He's got me so in love that now it's hard for me to study. Even so, I hope I do well on my test.
More updates next week:

your HIL friend.