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Saturday, April 22, 2006
Time: 10:43 AM
Listening: The Used- Poetic Tragedy
Feeling: 
Watching: Nothing
Drinking: Coffee
Thinking: . . .
Hey guys! How's it going? Good, I hope.
~Wake-Up Call~
I swear, people are trying to get me to have insomnia again... I got a Txt Message from Caroline this morning, saying, "Wake up Shadow, you lazy bum!" I was all, "What... The... Fuck...?" -_- I was fully awake, cause once I wake up, I can't get back to sleep, unless it's really early. It was around 9-ish in the morning when she did that. Sigh... ~sips coffee~ So, that's when I decided to post! ^_^ Still, don't you hate it when someone wakes you up and you're having a nice dream? DX
~Dream~
Remember when I said I went to that Used Bookstore yesterday? Well, I had a dream that I was back there, and I was looking around, right? Well...
"There is nothing HERE..." I groaned. I went into the back of the store and as I was looking through some books, I was shocked to see what fell out of the book I was holding. It was a picture of YAOI!! Yes, YAOI!! As I looked up, I saw that all of the books had turned into either yaoi doujinshi or manga! "Hurry up and choose a book!" my mom called. I guess she doesn't notice, huh? "Can- can I have ALL of them? Please??" I begged. My mom didn't answer, and continued looking for a book for my brother and picked up Gravitation Remix Vol. 1. I gave her a thumbs up. "YEAH!! NICE CHOICE!!" I said. And then...
BEEP! BEEP!
I woke up to see my phone had a txt message. I got out of bed and opened it to see who it was. Caroline. I scanned over her message.
"Good morning Shadow! Wake up and tell me you had a dream of Gerard (lead singer for MCR) like I did! Oh my gosh, it wuz so wonderful!"
I groaned and fell back on my bed. "No," I said to myself. "BUT MY DREAM WAS BETTER THAN THAT!!!" T_T
~Story~
Since nothing else has been going on, I'll just give you all a sample of the book I bought yesterday. This is something I would do. X3 Enjoy.
"The Cat In A Shopping Bag"
Mrs. Briggs was driving to the shopping mall to do some last-minute Christmas shopping when she accidentally ran over a cat. She could not bear to leave the corpse on the road for the other cars to hit and squash. So she stopped, wrapped the cat up in some tissue paper she had with her, and put it in an old shopping bag in the backseat. She would bury it in the backyard when she got home.
At the mall, she parked her car and began walking into one of the stores. She had only taken a few steps when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a woman reach into the open window of her car and take the shopping bag with the dead cat. Then the woman quickly got into a car nearby and drove away.
Mrs. Briggs ran back to her car and followed the woman. She caught up with her at a diner down the road. She followed her inside and watched the woman slide into a booth and give a waitress her order.
As the woman sat sipping her soda, she reached into Mrs. Briggs shopping bag. Then she bent down and looked inside. A look of horror crossed her face. She screamed and fainted.
The waitress called an ambulance. Two attendants carried the woman away on a stretcher. But they left the shopping bag behind. Mrs. Briggs picked up the bag and ran after them.
"This is hers," she called. "It's her Christmas present! She wouldn't want to lose it."
~Lyrics~
"Poetic Tragedy" by The Used
Note from NB: These lyrics remind me of myself.
The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
As far as he's sees, nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up
A singer, a writer, he's not dreaming now of going nowhere
He gave heed to nothing, and all that he was....
Is just a tragedy
So he voyages in circles
Succeeds getting nowhere
And submits to the substance
That first got him there
Then in violent, frustration, he cries out to God or just no one
Is there a point to this madness and all that he was....
Is just a tragedy
He feels alone
His heart in his hand
He's alone
He feels alone
I feel....
Then on that last day he breaks
And he stood tall
And he yelled... and he takes his life
Then in violent, frustration, he cries out to God or just no one
Is there a point to this madness and all that he was....
Is just a tragedy...
~Picture~
So long and good night...
~NarutoBlackmail~
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