Monday, November 21, 2011

Late Night Posting


Its such a late night post, but I've been busy day time. Whats everyone up too in this wonderful world and wonderful lullaby?
I'm fine, the usual.
trying to survive everyday and trying to figure out myself more and more everyday.
Have you ever noticed when its midnight or 11:59p.m. something usually weird happens.
I had the most interesting thing happen. I thought i was going insane.
I heard my name being called all over the house, but yet it was a screech and I got scared.
I went directly to my parent and i asked her if she was calling me and she responded "no" then i was looking at the bird but the bird is actually asleep.
I feel paranoid.
But anwayys, during my day time activities, I dropped off a book to my good friend
carmen, she needed and its she is into intro-criminal justice and i wish her the most
luck but hopefully if she needs help i don't mind helping her.
Oh, another thing happen the other day when i went to work.
I was starring outside of the window and i saw something but i blinked a couple of times.
It was a person standing outside of the window, all dressed in white.
She was lovely, I thought she was real.
I know i sound a bit insane talking about something, i couldn't keep my eyes off her.
I saw her outside of the window of the drive through and i kept my mouth quiet and i was not responding to any cars. I just kept viewing her. She was lovely, her eyes were green, a bright green and her face was a bit blurry but i'm trying to remember exactly how she looked. the skin was so white and fare. but i did notice a scar she had on her cheek, that was the only thing that actually got me distracted when i was starring at her. I was memorized starring at her, but she lifted her hand, and i kept keeping my distance and viewing her a bit more and when i blinked she was gone. I went outside directly and i saw a little jewelry. It was green, very small pendant.
I have it in my pocket.
It hasn't left my sight.

Life is mysterious when you don't understand anything.

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