hilodreamer's blog

            In the third grade I made a boy cry. He was my first love. One day, while we were playing German dodge ball, I took him on the side and told him that I liked him. A day later he told me the same. I was thrilled.   Read More »

Hi, I'm Holly.

I know only so much, and I write about what I know.

I am half japanese and half okinawan. I know, I know; it's the same thing right? Wrong.  Read More »

Three words you don't want to hear when you're eighteen years old.

"You're too young."

I guess in a way I get what my parents are saying when they tell me this. I am eighteen years old and thinking about marriage. It's not like my boyfriend proposed or anything, but he does talk about it.  Read More »

Let me tell you about my Hawaii.

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