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something to think about by dr3arms
well heres a weird as hell dream i had last night...it was something more of the nightmare persuasion... but it was still funner the **** anyways. here we go, because i just cracked open a restripe and it feels good! so far...
i was in an office like thingy... oh screw it. i was in the asb office, just surfing the web, writing an aritcle for the local college paper when armando appears out of no where, or was it kim... i cant remember. and no... im not obsessed. im just writing what i remember. anyways, i think i was writing a paper on what i knew about her. but she was there just kinda floating around. so i asked her whats going on, and she didnt really say anything... so im like "ooook." so then i go back to writing, THEN amrando shows up, asking a bunch of questions, like "whats the paper on? hows everything going? do you realize your scaring the crap out of the tall midget next to you?" i answered "yes, yes, and no." although it didnt really answer any of his questions, i was more then happy to divulge some of the more interesting aspects of everything in the universe.
and thats when **** got freaky.
first off, a hole opened up in the **** thing and a gialnt hand popped out and smacked in the face andthen dissapeared. and there kim who just sitting therer like some freaky little devil doll with a twistedl ittle smile. needless to say, i got sick of that and turned her butt into a muffing. upon wich the local geese patrol decided to munch on muffin butt for a while. although her legs fell off and ran off by themselves. and then she promptly disappeared.
next was the fact that i suddenly remembered a lot of things i wasnt able to previosly. redstripe is a good thing at 11:04 in the morning. anyways, **** got realy freaky at this point in time. a old flame of mine, candice mitchell... well wasnt really a flame, more like a lit candle that got blown out before the wick was lit. anyways, she took kims plpace, i was kinda weirded out by that particular fact. eh go figure. but i was almost done with the paper and she decided to unplug the damned thing. and i was like "HEY! WTF DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" and she was like "well, you arent supposed to finish it." "what?" she said i wasnt supposed to finish the paper or else some serios **** would go down in the waking world. what ever the **** that meant. im slightly buzzed at the moment. thats when i woke up, decided to get drunk and write this thing.
heres something to think about. i want to talk to kim... yeah... thats going to be a barrel of laughs right there. me? talk to her? why should i have any reason to? oh well, its not important to me anymore. after everythings taken care of and done, i will be out of here. yes i know mom can read my blogs...whatever, notl ike its going to change how i write. speaking of which, im going to go off and speak a little on the matter. shes been getting on my nerves a little. not much, just enough for me to go "oh, shes getting on my nerves.," and thats about it. i loveh rer, shes my mom on all... but... im kinda getting a bit tired of everything thats going on... hmm... just the beer talking i guess.
anyways, lets see what else i can conjure up here. heena... well... she freaking adorable. i bet she could fit in my gigbag.... i wonder. lol. sorry bout that, just a random thought. ended up being more like a black and white movie where snidley ties the gal up and shes on the rail road tracks. "ill save you!" then comes dudley do right and thats going to be a fun little experience right there. im typing with out looking at the keys im hitting ... this has been a fun little trip for me. anyways... where the hell was i?
heena. right. well i dont know much about her other then shes got a good head on her shoulders, she tolerates me... so iguess that a good thing. although i can be a little irritating sometimes.another thing i know about her is that shes got a sister, and shes a looker as well. buti rarely see her any more and its a bummer to say the least, kinda liked pooja. but chances are shes taken, or would rather be friends then anything else. ok heart break city here i come! yeeeee haaaw!
well, what else can i write about, my little mini series, "sara di le sogno dinastia: divertente di le amuleto" is coming to a closer soon. going to end it at part ten, and then ill transfer it to word, fix that bad boy up and do something with it. its up to around five pages right now. so thats going to be something to look forward to.
sara... well lets see here. whats new with her? well were friends and even in this slightly innebriated state of mine, i still wont reveal something personal she told me. why? be cause i just dont want to. she is hot though, i will admit that. though the more i think about it, i cant really say i se myself with her... whch is why were friends. because anymroe would screw that up and **** would get akward really fast. besides, im a man of my word and i always keep my end of an agreement. most of the time.
i saw two women kiss a while back.... or it mightve been yesterday, i can remember. but it was an interesting site to see. didnt really movem e too muhc other then the usual, "oh snap, two gals kissing. what ever." but then again, ive seen zigs and his boyfriend kissing... so its not really that much different. except for the slight feeling of wtf from time to time. but you learn something new everyday.
as for myself? well....ho hum. my days are pretty much the same. get up, get ready, grab lunch and get out the door. walk to the college, get honked at a couple of times, by passing drivers, get to the college, snarf something down, wanderaround for a bit till class starts, go to class. get out of class, go to the asb office, hang out there for a couple of minutes in stupifying silence and do my thing. sometimesl og on to myspace and see whats going on there. go to another class, and then another, depending on the day. get out of class, hang out with a friend to wait for her dad to pick her up. then wlak home in a slightly good mood till i get home. because thats where the fun really starts.
and that the whole point today, you have fun no matter whats going on. you cant go around all day feeling sorry for yourself because some watery tart a couple years back freaks out about something or other.... and this blogs getting really long. which is actualy a good thing. so whats the actual amount of usefull information youll get out me today? well i still have a sixth of redstripe left in the bottle. so it could be reallllly interesting to say the least.
as for the amry and everything? still doing it. im not going to get cold feet on this one, hell no. i refuse to stay somewhere where ill eventualy in the long run go insane from the stress. or get so totaly depressed that ill end up offing myself. although its not that bad to tell the truth. just on the days where i have a really awesome day and im feeling grand at the college, and i also happen to have a really good supply of chocolate on hand to keep my **** happy and the rest of me slightly chipper. but not too chipper.
on the more ocnfusing note, i think i still might like the little dreammare. no... yes... only as friends though... or not... who the **** nknows in this day andage, i think thats another reason i want to get out of here so badly, to get away rom the **** heart break i have every single time i see her. although its more or less funner then hell.
wellm, ive started to sing again, and im doing a really good job of it too. im jamming with zach, a friend of mine i met a while back. hes in a band and its all fine! well i cant think of anything else to write at the moment so ill end it here, talk to you later!
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