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Writer's Block: Teenage dream

If you arrived at your front door and saw your first love standing there, what would you do or say?

I would probably hug him, see how he is ask if we could be best friends again and then hopefully talk catch up and go from there.

Writer's Block: It must be love

Do you remember your first crush? Did you ever tell that person about your feelings?

Ahh I do haha It was the 2nd grade, I was such a dork and no I never told him. At that age if your crush finds out you like them, you are mortified. He still doesn't know but why would I tell him? That's awkward.


"Hey I used to have a massive crush on you in second grade, but I don't like you now so I don't know why I'm telling you this"

Writer's Block: No reservations required

If you could go out to dinner with a character from a current TV show, who would you choose, and why?

Greg House :]

I love him, I love his mind I would just love to have a conversation with him.

Writer's Block: Working hard for the money

If your pet were a person, what occupation would they choose?

My dog is a dumbas$. He wouldn't have a very good job.

And I'm not going to have a very good job either if I fail this class so I should stop procrastinating on LJ and start working on this report thats due Wednesday....

Forever In Debt to Your Priceless Advice

This is a little more personal, actually its just a bunch of random unorganized thoughts.

My eye is infected, yay. It really hurts to blink it kind of burns it really itches and its hard to see. Yay.
(I know what's wrong with it, I've got it under control)

You know there are just some people you cannot joke with without them competley over-reacting.
I'm sorry, I  have a very dry sense of humor.

When you're stuck home all the time and you start to go a little crazy, what do they call it, stir crazy? Yeah. Thats me.


I really need to get out of here.

God I'm such a sh*tty blogger. I'll get better. Promise.

Zombie Dream #7

What is it 7 times now?
Anyway it happened like this;

Now if you saw Inception you know you have no idea how dreams ever start but I remember being in some lab in Australia, originally watching some kind of baseball game, I don't know I don't understand it either. And then the next thing I knew there was this scientist guy who wanted to dothis crazy experiment, it was this weird like T-Virus, blue for the virus green for the anti virus stuff (actually it was green for the virus and blue for the anti virus in  my dream but that's for the most part irrelevant)

So it was me my best friend and some dude. He like injected us with whatever it was that turned us into zombies, kinda of like the T-virus right? So we were all running around some plain in Australia kinda like shaking trees and such but then it was like some kind of controlled environment and he sprayed this like gas that made us like normal. Like we weren't crazy we could feel things I think we could talk we were like nice. But when he took it off like me being a zombie my vision went from a cloudy dreamland to like a sharp dark rimmed focused adrenaline ravenous type deal if that made any sense at all.

And at the end he like filtered our blood through this thing and because my best friend is an ass she made me do it first. So it was filtered through this machine and I remember being light headed and she said something and either I woke up or there was more, I don't know for sure.


But yeah, I was watching Inception yesterday, wondering why I never dream anymore and bam get hit with zombie dream #7


We're only human, we're bound to make mistakes. The problem is when you let them eat away at you.

Will they forgive me? Can I forgive myself? Will someone's life drastically be changed because fo this?

I suppose the whole forgive & forget thing could work. Though its more of an I'll forget & hope they forgive.
Paranoia isn't pretty.

God I worry way too much don't I? I've been miss negative nancy lately, I supose I should change that. I do have a friend who's been spewing "Be positive!" to me for a while now.  Its encouragement, no? Why can't I just accept it.

Hm I don't know where my thoughts are going with this one.

It's good to know when to apologize & when its time to face things.

& We'll end it on that note.


You know, I was always known for never running out of things to say. I always had something to talk about and even if I didn't I still new how to keep a conversation going. But latley I've been really quiet. I have nothing to say anymore, to anyone. Strangers close friends I just kind of sit there and throw my two cents in when appropriate but I can barley talk to anyone anymore, I can barley hold a conversation anymore. I'm hoping this is just a right-now kind of thing. I'm hoping I'm not doomed to this forever. Now I'm just being melodramatic, I'll stop.

And again, I don't know what to say now, I'm just completly at a loss for words. Hm. I wish it were summer
What's your deepest, darkest fear? Have you tried to overcome it?

Necrophobia in a nut shell.

You could be dying in my arms, i"ll be fine until you're dead. You can't put me in a graveyard in the day time, at night... I don't even know how that would go down. Its kind of ironic with how many zombie movies I watch.

As for dying myself... I try not to think about it too much. Now yes I believe in God and I do believe theres something more than this, there has to be (but we won't get into that now) I suppose it's just the idea of eternity that scares me.

I remember someting of Greek mythology, now I don't remember what story or character it was but they said "The God's envy us because we're mortal"
It makes sense... hm I could ramble on and on about this but we'll leave it at that for now, maybe I'll come back to this eventually.


So apparently there was a massive shooting a few towns over (around  20 miles from here which isn't that far at all)

Now although it could be worse I don't live in the best area, shootings happen all over my county and the next one over. As for my small town, not so much. I mean sure there are pleanty of fights and most people are on drugs but we don't go around trying to kill people. We aren't that bad. We're actually quite sad when one of our kind dies.

As disconected as we all may be, I'm hoping we never get that bad. I'm hoping that stupid teenagers don't push each other that far over the edge. But if you look around, we're not to far from that.

It's sad.