This title is completely irrelevant to what I'm gonna talk about. I just liked the sound of it. And I had some chocolate chip cookies today. Anyways I had some weird thoughts again today. Like always. But these are especially important, because I made a story idea out of one (thanks to the deserted asylum pictures on 9gag). Yaaaaaay! Pretty much it involves this girl with her imaginary friend. But when usually imaginary friends are like "NO! You mustn't tell anyone about me, and keep away from those people, they're gonna hurt you!" Then this one is like ""You should tell them...it would be better if I don't exist. Doesn't stop me from being jealous though." Oh well.This sounded way better in my head, but I guess if I bother to work out the idea a bit more, it will get better. Maybe it'll start something like this...the girl has no one to communicate to, so she starts conversing with herself. At first, its herself who answers, but at one point, this imaginary friend appears and answers her. Now I'll state that is pretty much what I started doing today and at one point when I'll tell you that I can hear somebody in my head(and I'm pretty sure it's gonna be L-tan) then that's the time when you ship me off into an asylum. And we all will live happily ever after. I had another important thought on the bus on the way home, but my genius brain never lets me keep more than one idea. It's sad, because one of these discoveries I make from time to time(and I make them like three times in a row, before I actually start remembering them). Moving on, continuing with my genius brain. Brain, I can never tell you how much I love you for those dreams you hurl at me every night(Half sarcasm, half truth). But lately, you have exceeded yourself. I thought seeing a scary murderer's hand covered with blood suddenly appearing on the window and zombies were the only nightmares you are capable of. But just putting me in the most uncomfortable situation, sending me bad news about sttuff I like and not letting me do stuff I wanna do, let me get ignored totally by people around me and just messing with my health is probably another sort of nightmare. It's amazing how much I could analyse about myself and feel bad afterwards as I woke up. The first thing that I thought after waking up was that I just had a nightmare, although now thinking back, it wasn't. It was just a very uncomfortable dream. That didn't let me sleep afterwards. So to the awesome sauce details. I found myself randomly in school(Inception: Because if you can't tell how you got there, it's a dream). I felt very sickly(more in an uncomfortable...I felt immensely uncomfortable) and was gonna go eat. I never made it there, instead I found myself in the atrium, and the break we had ended. I calculated with my genius math that because school ends at 15.25, the second break would be shorter than usual and I wouldn't make it to playing Bridge if I would go to eat on the second break. I still did go there, although half way there I decided that no, I wanna play Bridge. So I turned around and suddenly one of my friends in the Cosplay Club appears and tells me that one of the important members doesn't wanna do it so the Cosplay Club might close down, but she would do her best to not let to(FYI, we don't have especially important members there, just two people who talk more than the others). After messing around there for a bit, I go and make it to the atrium. YAAAY! I should think, but no. Just no. I take the cards, turn my back and observe them, and suddenly is my dear beloved Windy there and plays instead of me. Obviously I grabbed the wrong pack or something. Best thing ever, nobody talked to me. usually that's the part where I should have a very big fit, but that didn't happen. Some stuff happened and the next I know I read some weird article about some sort of school-shooting. Of course I can't remember the text clearly, but it wasn't that happy...the next message was slightly happier and then I woke up. Though I still felt uncomfortable during the whole dream. Whoever wants to hear more details, bother me. And I finally remembered my second thought! Thanks to rethinking the dream(I know, that doesn't make sense). Pretty much, the fact is, that things that make me very happy, make me very happy for only a couple of times. Meaning like when something good happens in a dream(I see a person I like for example), then at first, I used to be very happy. Like I would spend the whole day just drawing happiness from it(Even though it's not that noticeable). But now, for some reason, I don't feel so happy anymore. And it really bothers me, cause it makes me feel like an unappreciative bitch. Yay for temporarily low self-esteem. Probably I'm gonna be happy again tomorrow. Oh well.
Meow,
H.(And I wish that a certain Jonathan W. Thorne would GTFO of my blog. You managed to ruin my mood twice. And I don't need you to make me feel worse about what I do.)
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