Straight from the book

I have this book, I take it wit me from mums to dads every week. Its for when Im not able to go on the computer but I really feel like writing in my blog - or just writing period really.
I wrote this about two nights ago.

It's funny really, life. That thing that we spend all our time living.
People talk about living our life the right way - do this, do that, don't do this, don't do that, do this in a way that does that without doing this to that.
But WHO is so perfectly wonderful to say what life should and shouldn't be?
Sometimes having a shit childhood means the adult result will be more understanding of the poor, more caring and respectful to those around them. You know, because they know what its like to be trampled.
Then, others with a shit childhood grow up to be murderous thugs.
Whats the difference? what went wrong with the failed result, and what went right with the good guy?

Well, in the words of my most spectacular and brilliantly nutty but totally lovable mother,
"You sail your own ship"
Don't sail it into the ground, underwater, into rocks, shark infested waters etc

Its your own choice how you interpret and react to different situations, information and people.
If you take me for example; some people would (and have) said I'm an idiot. I mean, look at all the shiznit that spills out of my mouth! People could think I'm a few sandwiches short of a picnic basket.
I mean... The whole time I've been writing this I've had my mini lotsa lotsa legs on my head.
But others say I'm a laugh and a half, or unique.
Actually, my most common one is 'different'.

I choose to react to being called different in a positive way, why would I want to be the same as everyone else? To be normal?
There should be more people out there with lotsa legs on their heads, or other objects. Other soft toys, maybe. I find they stay easier. Maybe a snoozem. Who knows.

*holds up wine glass with M&M's*
To being different.


Alrighty, well that was my book section. In reference to today and the time I'm writing right at this moment. RIGHT NOW. Things are a smidge different. School is like drilling a screw into your brain and then attaching it to the mains of your house. Its ELECTRICALLLLLLL.
Nah, its painful. Unpleasant.
Mufti day tomorrow, oh yay! Wonderful! I get to hate school in clothes I like! I suppose it takes schools suckyness levels down a notch or two, I mean, atleast I wont be cold right? theres an up point?
Unless it snows - which I wouldn't put it past school. Im sure that it can manage that somehow. All the staff room fridges can have chemical reactions with the... the air, and like, grow to be massive, and they can just have fridge dandruff on all us helpless students.

Its like, even though I'm doing nothing right now. I'm still stressed because I know that theres so much work at school waiting for me to do it, just laughing maniacally. Rocking back and forth in a papery school work filled corner mumbling that its work and its going to drag my kicking and screaming brain out of bed and into the freezing cold to do it.

Oh. And dentist tomorrow. I've taken to calling them 'bitchass mother fuckers' because it makes me feel a little better about the fact that I'm going to have to walk in and sit on that horrible leather chair while they drill holes into my teeth and shove needles into my gums. They will shove lots of NEELDES into my mouth. MY mouth. NEEDLES. Ugh.
Ill bite their needles off - If I could grow some balls. Then again, tomorrows Tuesday and Im a man on Tuesdays...
These ones better give me something better than free mini toothpaste if they want me to not yell at their receptionists.

I hate dentists.
I hate school.
I... well. I don't hate cold.

Orangejar

My most recent bad dream

Okay well I've mentioned my nightmares on here a few times in previous posts.
I thought! hey! might as well write out this one!
I woke up this morning in much the same state as i ddi yesterday.Dribbley and sore.

Okay so from what I can remember the dream started in this town... although it wasn't an ordinary town. It was kind of animated. And you could buy thing there - Things that you would use on your "farm" - This dream was GREATLY influenced by Farmville, believe it or not.
Well So i was walking around in this town looking for the man who sells fertilizer. There was a cats everywhere and behind me there was all these people farms. I would see people I know walking past me. Anyway, this section of the town didn't have the fertilizer man so I pushed on a little arrow the the right hand side of my.. my dream field? and then the town changed to the next part lol. In the new part the first thing you see it this little purple squid that sitting on the ground. It had googly eyes, and it was almost flat. But yeah, okay so I found the fertilizer man who was actually my friend Muffins boyfriend.. I think the reason he was fertilizer man is because he's like level 54 on Farmville or something ridiculous like that.
Anyway, So EVERYONE wanted fertilizer. It was like loud and everyone was bargaining and then Muffins bf just disappeared. And everyone in the shop was like "what?"
We found the fertilizer. And I went back to my farm, but on the way there I met my friends. And they were like "yeah were going to our first aid course!" so we all walked to my farm... where their first aid course was held in my crops...
But okay, so I went inside my farm house. When I was in there my cousins were in various places around the house.
And there was this very angry bald man - no dad, not you - who was running around the house muttering about how he had to kill everyone. And he did. He killed off this woman who was in the bathroom, he stabbed her a few times. Then he was going for my cousins, right... and I ran away lol. I knew at this point that it was a dream and that I wouldnt be able to spot the murderous man wether I wanted to or not!
So I ran away, and then SURPRISE SURPRISE!!! I could fly! But not just, take off the ground and your flying. Its the same kind of flying I always get in my dreams, You have to push of the ground really hard and hold your arms out to keep you steady... and if your going down then you have to like, flap your arms.. like a bird.
Okay, while I ran away I wasn't even at a farm anymore, I was actually running from my nana's house, and down her street.. trying to dodge all the REALLY intense amounts of power lines.
Okay, so I was coming down and I landed in this tree - ouch right?
But once I pulled myself together and realised I was in fact in a tree, I realised that there was like, 10 other people in the tree. Just complete random's that were all my age! Anyways, so we were sitting in this tree having a wonderful time.
When surprise surprise again, the angry bald man was wandering down the street towards the tree when he spots us. He starts running !
Just as I dive out of the tree he dives into it and begins his slaughter again. As I'm trying to run away I realise that my flying power doesn't work as well and I can't seem to get away anymore. But I manage to get to this clearing in a forest? and there was all m friends from school there? and they could all jump fly like I could? and there was heaps of angry bald men who we were all running away from?
And best off all.. the angry bald men had pet lions and tigers...

So we all proceeded to run away from each other. And it turned into a fun game.
I woke up.