I wrote this last night, or rather, this morning (around 2 am), but then AOL kicked me off. Me, having learned my lesson, wrote this on Internet Explorer, sooo, if I so happen to get kicked off, I won't lose everything I've written, and could still continue to write.



Sorry about the lack of posts.... There really hasn't been anything to talk about until NOW!! Yes, I know what time it is, and I don't care. Anyways, here I am on the internet, minding my own business, when I decide to make this quiz type thingy on bebo.com (I got invited to it by Colton), and there's this question (quiz is if you know ME) that says "Who would I most like to meet?" I put reasonal people down. Each of them I want to meet for different reasons. Since I only filled 4 spaces, and there's 5 (I won't put a 5th one on, though anymore), I was thinking of who I could put in.

Morgan Lander (Kittie)?... Nah....

Bert McCracken (The Used)?
That totally reminds me!! The other day my dad, mom, and me where going to Portland, and my dad accidently took the wrong turn *waves hand in front of his face*, so we where heading to the mall. We stopped there, because, as Cara knows, I was looking at backpacks at Hottopic.com, and I saw a The Used backpack, and then an Invader Zim Gir, and then a My Chemical Romance (didn't tell my mom about that one... didn't think she would "approve" of the picture >=P). I got The Used one, cause it had more pockets ^_^. I like pockets..... getting this backpack was probably the reason I had this odd dream....

Anyway, as I thought of Bert, I remembered that I had a dream about him last night (I DO get the occasional OMG IT'S A CELEBRITY dreams (I've had... Aragorn *yes, not Viggo.... that was LONG time ago*, Hermione, Gerard (Way), Amy (Lee), and now Bert). Let me get started on this dream... some of you might like it...

It started out as a dream I felt that I had before (I used to get this bike in BIG green place ALOT a few years back... this isn't the dream I'm talking about tho)... it was probably because of the atmosphere... I dunno. It was this BIG place.... I had this kind of assistant (I was a music lover, and possible scientist in this ???), and we were taking care of something. I had to keep feeding it (I don't remember what IT was) this sort of "forgetting" food... since it couldn't see me (I mean it SHOULDN'T see me)... and I was probably disapproving of my assistant's work and had to do it myself.

That was possibly a completely different dream... but if it wasn't the IT became Bert... or WAS Bert... I DUNO. But I DO remember that it was Bert a few years in the past. So basically, there was 2 of him living in the same world. I remember that my assistant (blonde... that explains it all in my dreams (sorry if anyone is offended...)) and I were in the back of a car (no clue if anyone was driving) with Bert between us. AHH yes!! I remember well now that I had my The Used backpack with me. My assistant pointed out my backpack and I said "I love Bert..." (in reality, I really don't, I just love the band's music) I trailed off, realizing that the guy I was talking about was between us.... We weren't supposed to talk about his future. Then I remember being at this... sort of condo/hotel type thing... but really old and stuff. There were just all the rooms/condos scattered around outside with ramps and such. I asked someone (don't remember who it was... something tells me Gerard, though... or possibly Quinn (another member of The Used)) by a doorway where Bert was (the "real" one (I did actually say "where's the real Bert?")). He pointed over to some bushes, and not a second later, Ben Stiller (aka the real Bert *I know* (I saw Envy the other day)) dressed like the guy in "Dodgeball" (the one he played... can't remember name) came jumping *yes, jumping* out of the bushes and went into one of the rooms. I went to go check on the "fake" Bert (I might have to say that it was actually the real Bert McCracken, but with sorter hair... I'll find and show a pic of him), who I knew was in another one of the rooms (like I said, there were many). He was laying on one of the two beds in one of the rooms (these condo places had rooms like bathroom and such...), looking over at the other bed across the room.... which was about 4 feet away from him (lol, just typing in "bert" on google gets alot of Bert from Sesame Street).

I remember just leaving him alone... not sure why (dude... this one guy seems to go to EVERY concert he can... and gets lots of photos too, geez). I went over to the condo thing that I saw the real "Bert" go in, and it was this hallway thingy. I was standing there, looking at the videos and books they had (the hallway led to wide stairs (like 2 feet before you take the next step type thing), then a nice big, yet still narrow room, where the movies were on the turny things, and books were on shelves), and I realized that my assistant was by me again. I had to look past her to see none other that Quinn Allman. I didn't really care, but my assistant was GAWKING over him. I felt like saying "What? You've never seen a celebrity before?", but of course, I didn't. He smiled and waved as he passed, and my assistant nearly passed out right then... I left her alone to find something more interesting (There's these girls that got backstage passes for Warped Tour, and they made a site for photos... they've been to more than one show, and they're using comments like "pimp" and "homies". All wearing too much make-up and over-accessorizing... what's this world coming to???)

Well, I spotted a kid (toddler) kissing a film cover with Scarlet (From Gone With The Wind... is that how you spell her name?) on it, and he was actually kissing the picture of the girl (this picture was of her and that Butler guy alsmot kissing...). Finding this rather humourous, I showed this to Mr. Rainey (I think), who also found it entertaining, and yelled it out to the whole room. People laughed.


Beyond this, I don't believe I remember anything. I've had better dreams than this, but I've also had worse.... like the infamous "volcanoes erupting in Hawaii one".... my family remembers that well, because I seemed to have, in my sleep, walked (but it sounds like I ran) to the kitchen and hugged my dad.... in my dream, I must've been running away from the lava at that time.

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And now for something completely different (haha, yes, I'm quoting from Monty Python, haha):

Did I ever mention another story I'm writing? I'm working on the title, because the recent one doesn't do me right. Well, this story is a rewrite and blah blah blah, so I'm pretty much copying off of my old work (it wasn't finished then, anyway... damn writer's block), with a new flair and fixing it to fit into the story.... Well, I recently decided to read it again, because I was trying to change my path a bit... the story was going too fast even for me. So I open the document, and realize that I remembered having at least 19 pages written.... it said 16. Sure enough, instead of the main character, Era, having a rose in her hand, crying.... the end of what is there is before she even got back home from school that day.... probably 5 pages gone. Yea, I did first write this re-write on paper first when I didn't have my laptop, but just typing it again, and putting in those thoughts I had made up as I first typed it up....

I absolutely HATE re-typing, re-thinking. I hate repeating myself over and over again.... That's why whenever I'm talking to my parents and they go "What? I couldn't hear you over my munching on chips, even though I knew you were talking" type thing, I just say, "Nevermind" feeling that they don't care at all what I'm saying, and they won't care if I say it again when they're not paying attention!! Okay, I'm getting a little bound up here... Better get off to bed.


TODAY:
I'm still looking for a decent picture of The Used that is in color. I have this cool b and w one, but yea...

Also, you guys may not know, but I have this thing for sad songs and such. Today I suddenly had this urge to listen to angry music... I don't think Matt likes having to listen to Slipknot, Chevelle, and Kittie... OH WELL!! *turns volume up* I heart my stereo.

I noticed a while ago that my scar is pretty much where Harry's scar is. And what's even BETTER, is that once in a while, it feels as though I get a needle poked at it. Earlier, it hurt, and I went "OW!" and held it against my head.... Voldemort's getting nearer!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!! Yes, I had sugar and caffeine =P