This love hate relationship I'm having with the world is in a current state of Love. Though I'm not exactly sure what love is. I hate feeling this good about life as odd as that sounds. I'm very optimistic but sometimes in the back of my mind I'm thinking it's just the quiet before the storm and it won't last. As of right now everything is going right and I'm happy. I'm happy... I thought I had forgotten what that felt like.
This post is going to be random...
So last night I dreamed I was at this house. This amazing huge house like the shining hotel huge I mean massive. At first I was in this bedroom and it was three stories up. I'm not sure why I was there because a lot of my family was there as well. I think my family must have owned the house. So anyways I'm on the third story balcony and I'm jogging around it because the balcony runs all the way around the entire third floor. It's a beautiful amazing day I can see the lake in the distance feel the warm breeze so I run inside and into this other room that's sort of in the center of the house and there in the bed is my granny youmans. (who died when I was too young to remember her) she reminded me of my nanny (her daughter my grandmother) I remember her beautiful almond shaped eyes and she looked well. She looked happy. Despite the fact that the room had no windows and the furniture was dark she sort of seemed to glow. I remember her smell from my dream and the odd thing is I woke up and smelled her though I can't really remember what she smelled like and still couldn't tell you. So I go back to sleep and in my dream I'm walking through rooms just exploring this immaculate house and in each room are some of my family members. So I run back upstairs to my room and Bodega is on the balcony rail. He then jumps off the side (third floor) and I run to the rail surprised to see he lives. I run downstairs and I remember there were ass loads of chickens outside only they were like three foot tall chickens. So I run past them looking for Bo and can't find him. (he likes to chase the chickens) and I walk up to someone and ask them where Bo went to which they reply Cliff shot him. (Cliff? wtf I have one cousin named cliff who I know would never shoot an animal and a few mutual acquaintances named cliff) to which I reply Cliff who? They don't tell me but I run around franticly looking for Bo (who was solid black in my dream though he's really black and white, oh yeah he's my dog) I woke up really upset even though Bodega has been a cockbite lately. I don't remember much more of the dream except this house was unreal it was what I want oneday. It was amazing.
um so not much going on... I drove a brand new Mustang a blue one with white stripes trust me I'm going to get one if it kills me. The car dealer told me to keep my car a few more months so that I wouldn't been under when I traded it in which is what I plan on doing. That car makes me scream inside. I love it it's like butterflies in my stomach every time I see one. I love it...
anywho... Tomorrow Karaoke so yeah and work has been surprisingly good I don't want to speak too soon but yeah.
Life is good... The people I work with are amazing and without them I know that I wouldn't still be working for AL. W. Martin. They really are awesome... I had no clue people like that could exist (Beth is one of them) I really feel like I've missed out on a lot and now I'm trying to make up for the friendships I passed up. It's strange how I was never the type of person who wanted or needed friends but here lately I've really come to depend on certain individuals and wouldn't trade them for the world.
also I recently gave my soul away to this guy. I asked him if he'd kill someone, he said what would I give him if I did, I said well all I own right now is my soul, he said deal. (apparently he wants to see what my should looks like? wtf? How emo is he?) too bad for him my soul already belongs to someone else. Which brings me to my next subject...
JESUS... Do you know him? Would you like too? too bad cause Jesus is actually a 20 year old female Mexican Jew and she happens to be my best friend and she's very picky about who she hangs out with and you have to have a certain IQ level. So good luck with that losers...
I'm kidding and I'm tired so bed time for me. Morning time for you...
Have a lovely day enjoy life...xx
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
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