Craziest dream. Crazy.
So there’s this building… and I get my haircut there. Khimee’s with me and she ends up being the one who brings me to the salon & pays for my haircut. I get so mad at her for paying. So then, Khims leaves and I go back into the room that I’m staying in. I don’t know what kind of building this is, but it’s like a mix between a mall and a hotel. So then, everyone has to evacuate because the Joker arrives and threatens to kill everyone by blowing the building up. I run out, but all of my stuff is still in the room so I try to get back in and fail because police won’t let me. I then, run to my car but it’s parked on the fourth story of the garage, but I somehow manage to get to the back of the building. The joker’s at the very top and I hear him laughing and talking about killing someone who’s hanging from the next building over. As I’m watching from the ground, I see him pull out a shotgun. Expecting him to shoot forward, he shoots downwards… AT ME, but I kept on dodging the bullets, moving underneath those tent cover things that are attached to the wall. He knows that I’m alive so I’m scared to death. I make it to my car, but I’m rushing because I know that people if not the Joker himself are following me. There are others, about 6-8 of us, trying to escape also. Low and behold… I see the Batmobile! I follow it in my white 2009 Volkswagen GTI excited as heck that 1) I am with THE Batman following THE Batmobile 2) I am saved!!! But then, while we’re all exiting, the garage blows up via works of the Joker and we all fall to the first floor of the garage. Many didn’t make it, but the Batmobile & I just raced off and away from the Joker both vehicles banged up, yet good enough to exit. Then, I wake up… scared as crap with the visual of the Joker and still eager to know what happens next! Do I end up meeting the Batman and fall in love? (LOLZ!) Does Batman go back and handle the Joker? Does the Joker find us? Ahh! So many possibilities! I try to go back into bed to finish off the dream, but no luck. I hate it when that happens.
Epic I tell you! I wonder what this all means!
Back in turtleshell mode. It’s about time I start being selfish and focus on the me. Forreal forreal. I just ask that you pray for me & for the decisions that I am currently making. Thanks everyone. Keep on smiling. & you… Thank you for being you.
I’m one of those kids who’d rather step onto a busy street, attempt to jay-walk to the other side while closing my eyes just for the excitement. Perhaps I won’t get run over, but we’ll never really know. I just like that rush. You know, the part where your blood pumps a hundred times a second? That’s the exact moment I want to stay in forever. Like right before a boy kisses me, or right before he starts to hold my hand; the eerie awkwardness of not knowing if it’s right, even when it feels like complete existence. Then the boy tells you he’s been thinking a lot about you, and he tells you he loves you and he doesn’t want to live without you… Then fast forward a couple of months, maybe even years. Now he’s asking if you still love him. He wants you to say it, to remind him. Make him deaf with “I love yous” & “I want you more than anything in the world.” You can call it insecurities, but this is where the bend in the road starts to take form. Then the unpredictable happens. Everything is now “I hate you” & “We’re over” & “Get out of my life.” The awkward beautiful beginning becomes a battlefield. Then we’re left with nothing. It’s done. The end.
So is there really beauty in the breakdown? Why can’t we just keep moving forward, you know, just GO UP? The only beautiful thing is the beginning, the right before, the pre-existence of love. Don’t get me wrong, I think falling in love is a grand feeling. But I’d rather have something that lasts forever & ever. I just want the beginning without the ending. Although it may seem impossible, I just like flirting with the fact that beginnings don’t really have to end if you don’t let them. Point of instruction? I just want to run out of breath before I meet a boy, so I can do all the listening & he could do all the talking. He could teach me a thing or two about love. And maybe, just maybe, all of this will turn into a contradiction & happily ever afters would actually mean something in my book.
*sigh* I broke my lenten promise. I’m sorry!
- Boom: your post is so similar to mine
- Me: it isssss.
- Me: damnit... it's cause i read yours & it ruined my flow so now it sounds exactly like yours
- Boom: yeah!
- Don't you hate it when you're in the middle of doing something but then you read something else and then you end up sounding exactly like what you just read. That's just what happened to me & it's a gayz. Great!
SPRING BREAK BABY!!!
One of the many reasons why I love football so much is because there’s always something going on. I get sad when the football season’s over, but then… it’s like… “Oh… football news! Yes!” You have the regular season where Sundays are the best days of the week then you watch the playoffs and then comes the most watched television event of each year, the Superbowl. Give it a few weeks and there’s the ProBowl… then the Combine. Then free agent pick up time. Then the draft. It’s so fun watching what teams do in the offseason. Next thing you know, it’s preseason time & the regular season all over again. I love it!
The Giants picked up C.C. Brown to add to their defensive scheme. Suhweet. & even bigger news… T.O. got cut from the Cowboys. HA! This is great! Like I said before… I love it!