How's everyone doing? Anyone having fun for this day? I'm really looking forward to having some good turkey. :D What about you guys? Hell I'm gonna enjoy this, since it only happens once a year.
Using my iPod for this, so grammatical errors aren't as easy to make. Lolz.
Hope people are having good times with their family and are going to be thankful for all that have happened this year. Or, maybe not.... Everyone doesn't have to be thankful about things if they don't care to. Like me. I mean, I'm thankful about things, but don't have as many or am as open about it.
Either way, I hope people will have fun today. I'm going to be spending it with grandma, grandpa and my dad.
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
Day After Halloween
Well the title sums it up pretty well doesn't it? Still don't have a damn computer around...and my iPod isn't being a huge ass by restricting my typing on here. I think the last time before my previous post was when it went apeshit and I wasn't able to do anything. I'm positive I can type on here with this now, since you all ate being shown this. Anyways, how was everyone's Halloween? Did anyone dress up as anything? Faery? Vampire? Werewolf? Bloody Jeff or whatever?
As for me, when I came to school I wore a green youth t-shirt and green scrub pants. Who am I? Ok, another hint. I stitched a buddy who is also green, the very thing I was portraying myself to be like. It trolls, has four legs and is rectangular, standing tall with this black frown on his face, including black eyes. Plus blows people up. Anything? Well, it is a CREEPER! Yus! A damn creeper! And yes, I did make my own creeper with one foot of green fabric, cotton balls, and 2-3 millimeter-thick pale yarn. I'm damn proud of my creation, who is officially a HE, with the name of Edmond (credit to a buddy named Adam—who is a fan of LittleKuriboh—for figuring it out first).
Where I am, people weren't allowed to go trick-or-treating outside though because Mother Nature decided to have her period and shit a wind-wracking storm. Fuck. So now, it's guessed that Halloween will be on this day. Is the town I'm in the only one to experience this, or is there others? At least this is on a weekend, so kids won't possibly have to go home much earlier than usual and will have more time to collect candy. Aaaaaannnywaaaays, I don't have much to say besides this. For all those who had Halloween yesterday, I hope you had a good one but for those who are to have it tonight, then have a great Halloween and do well to spook yourself shitless!
As for me, when I came to school I wore a green youth t-shirt and green scrub pants. Who am I? Ok, another hint. I stitched a buddy who is also green, the very thing I was portraying myself to be like. It trolls, has four legs and is rectangular, standing tall with this black frown on his face, including black eyes. Plus blows people up. Anything? Well, it is a CREEPER! Yus! A damn creeper! And yes, I did make my own creeper with one foot of green fabric, cotton balls, and 2-3 millimeter-thick pale yarn. I'm damn proud of my creation, who is officially a HE, with the name of Edmond (credit to a buddy named Adam—who is a fan of LittleKuriboh—for figuring it out first).
Where I am, people weren't allowed to go trick-or-treating outside though because Mother Nature decided to have her period and shit a wind-wracking storm. Fuck. So now, it's guessed that Halloween will be on this day. Is the town I'm in the only one to experience this, or is there others? At least this is on a weekend, so kids won't possibly have to go home much earlier than usual and will have more time to collect candy. Aaaaaannnywaaaays, I don't have much to say besides this. For all those who had Halloween yesterday, I hope you had a good one but for those who are to have it tonight, then have a great Halloween and do well to spook yourself shitless!
Friday, October 4, 2013
Heartstrings
Gah.... Shouldn't be crying over a dog... But what if you were, like me, told that something you loved was being handed over to another person? ..... Ok, that's a horrible way to word it. I mean, what if you loved something so....strongly, that you can't imagine letting another take it from you? That's how I feel for my dog, Muffin. A tiny tan-and-white chihuahua that me and the use-to-be family use to have for about four....maybe almost five years? My step-mom and dad are no longer together, and me and my dad have kept the dog. Just earlier my step-mom said outright that she was taking Muffin to her home. I know she played with me before with something like this, but...she sounded so serious this time. Trust me, I cried over Muffin. I liked coming home to hear her happy cries and joyful barking, unlike my dad which hates it sometimes. I'd miss her cuddling up with me under my blanket, playing with her... After some minutes my step-mom then told me she won't take her, because she knows I care for Muffin. I thanked fuckin God for that, then dad came and said that they had only been joking around before and hadn't meant to get me upset. You know what the hell I said to my dad? I said, that if he would have allowed Muffin to truly be taken away from this household, he would fully expect me to never talk to him again for years to come.
This is all I got to say. I love my dog to death and if she dies or is taken away, you'll expect me to cry. Hard.
This is all I got to say. I love my dog to death and if she dies or is taken away, you'll expect me to cry. Hard.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Little People and the Tall Man
Mmm-hmm. The title suits what dream I had. Either this morning or last night I had another Slendy-related dream, and it's weird because I never had another one that arrived so quick after the last one involving him. When I had been obsessed over him back about 4-5 months ago, it didn't happen like now.
Ok, the dream was of me and a bunch of...little people. I know, it's like something totally freaky or queer, but I'm serious. And...they all and me needed to escape from some sort of room of a...cottage? Miniature house? Dunno, but when escaping out the window and all such, the man I saw involved in this had a suit and was tall with dangling arms, coming through the doorway of the room me and the little people had previously been in before leaving. Pretty serious here. I swear it was Slender Man. Who else could have arms like that, or strangely wear a suit? After all of it, I can't really remember much else. This is kinda creeping me the fuck out here. Maybe my unconscious is just bringing back silly senarios, but I have no clue.
Ok, the dream was of me and a bunch of...little people. I know, it's like something totally freaky or queer, but I'm serious. And...they all and me needed to escape from some sort of room of a...cottage? Miniature house? Dunno, but when escaping out the window and all such, the man I saw involved in this had a suit and was tall with dangling arms, coming through the doorway of the room me and the little people had previously been in before leaving. Pretty serious here. I swear it was Slender Man. Who else could have arms like that, or strangely wear a suit? After all of it, I can't really remember much else. This is kinda creeping me the fuck out here. Maybe my unconscious is just bringing back silly senarios, but I have no clue.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Slendy Returning to Dreamland
Long time no see people! As the title suggests, Slenderman did come back into my dream....starting this morning, I'm sure between the time of 9 a.m. when I awoke early, and 11:15 a.m. when I "awoke" again. Why am I using quotation marks in the second awoke? Because it didn't feel like I woke up, like I was....already awake. It's a creepy feeling, believe me, and while conscious my imagination isn't that crazy to conjure something like this, so it had to be a sleeping dream and not a daydream.
Since I've decided to be a lazy ass and wait until now, some parts of my dream are scrambled in my brain, but I can remember most of it.
First off, the surrounding was like a mix-mash of a clearing and forest, like sparse and grouped trees with large patches of clearings every which way. I was busy walking with a good friend of mine, Robert, and I'm sure there was a few other people too, but my memory isn't that clear on that point. What gets weirder, is that there is a girl included in my dream. A naturally small girl I think around 6 or 7 that either had two pigtails or a singular ponytail. Well she....disappeared, and Dream-Me and Dream-Robert were worried over her, and tried to search for the girl. I ended up finding her, but she wasn't alone.
.....
Yep, you got that right. She was standing with Slenderman, in all his suited glory with a different-colored tie, I'm sure. I ran at him, and tried to pull the girl away, but he made me back off while he opened his...mouth, complete with jagged points. Yes, he opened his MOUTH people, then...either screeched or roared at me, and I think I roared back(wtf?), and within the next few seconds he was gone. Robert showed up, and then more people did and I was left pulling the girl away from where the spot was that once had the Slenderman.
As far as I know, that does concern the suited being. As for the rest...I don't know. There are blurry moments, like a group of guys together or something, including my father who tells me he's not my real dad...a head of a dead person with laughter in the background that is melding together....fuck it all sounds like some weird cult, doesn't it? And this is probably the second dream that has contained my dad. The last one...had him in it, but dead.... Yeah...
All I got to say. Might talk later for no reason, or the next time I get another dream like above. It all depends.
Since I've decided to be a lazy ass and wait until now, some parts of my dream are scrambled in my brain, but I can remember most of it.
First off, the surrounding was like a mix-mash of a clearing and forest, like sparse and grouped trees with large patches of clearings every which way. I was busy walking with a good friend of mine, Robert, and I'm sure there was a few other people too, but my memory isn't that clear on that point. What gets weirder, is that there is a girl included in my dream. A naturally small girl I think around 6 or 7 that either had two pigtails or a singular ponytail. Well she....disappeared, and Dream-Me and Dream-Robert were worried over her, and tried to search for the girl. I ended up finding her, but she wasn't alone.
.....
Yep, you got that right. She was standing with Slenderman, in all his suited glory with a different-colored tie, I'm sure. I ran at him, and tried to pull the girl away, but he made me back off while he opened his...mouth, complete with jagged points. Yes, he opened his MOUTH people, then...either screeched or roared at me, and I think I roared back(wtf?), and within the next few seconds he was gone. Robert showed up, and then more people did and I was left pulling the girl away from where the spot was that once had the Slenderman.
As far as I know, that does concern the suited being. As for the rest...I don't know. There are blurry moments, like a group of guys together or something, including my father who tells me he's not my real dad...a head of a dead person with laughter in the background that is melding together....fuck it all sounds like some weird cult, doesn't it? And this is probably the second dream that has contained my dad. The last one...had him in it, but dead.... Yeah...
All I got to say. Might talk later for no reason, or the next time I get another dream like above. It all depends.
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