Dreams.

I'm at the new building... for some reason I'm immensely upset, and I'm running down the stairs by the cafeteria... I come out by the senior cafeteria doors, and turn... on the bottom floors there are vents under the stairs. Though it's incorrect, I stand on the vent that's under the stairs, and I start crying. I hear footsteps (they sounded like heels at first) and I turn my head, and Juan's there. He's walking, of course, and is almost past me when he sees me, and he stops and realized I'm crying. He says, "Are you okay?" I... laugh- the laugh cry thing, and nod. I come out from under the stairs and we start talking. He hugs me. Then it all changes. It's night time now. I'm on the balcony thing outside of the senior cafeteria (other side of where i just was) and I'm looking down into the senior cafeteria. Only one of the lights are on, but actually, it's like the trees are lights or something. Anyway, only one is lit, and it's the strange orange glow of a street light. Someone comes out from under the balcony, where the theatre opening is, because of the lighting I can't see who.. I think it's a boy. He turns and goes into the cafeteria, it's pitch black in there. Then another one comes out. And another. I think about ten came through, and none of them spoke to me. Then someone speaks behind me and I jump. It's Matthew. I laugh. Then THIS changes, and I'm sitting somewhere, working. There's a male beside me and I break my pinky nail. "Ow, aw, i broke a nail. okay, deal with this," I say, and shove my hand at the guy next to me. That's all. XD

I remember these in reverse chronological order. As in, I remembered the nail first, then the peoples, then the juan. :D

Probably because I hit my head during the nail thing. (in real life, haha BED!)

Woo...

Thought I'd retired this lovely piece, didn't you?

I did. I don't care. I'm bored right now. HAHAHA.

That last entry. I have no idea that that's about. Seriously. LMFO.

I don't know what was happening at that time... I'm just... "HUH?" about it.

WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!?!!

I think it's funny though, that just a few days ago I myspace blogged about fake people, and then today I come here and I'm like.

"OMG I'M SO FAKE!!!"

HAHAHA.

I need sugar.

I figured it was time to admit something...

To explain something.

to at the very least itterate the words...

I am fake.

I am so fake... even that statement seems surreal. Nothing is what it seems... I can't explain it all on the fof-chance of someone reading this... but I'm starting to doubt everything I thought I was. WHat I think I am.

Your Fallacy,
                      Gail.

By the time the Lord made woman, He was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart -and she will do everything with only two hands."
The angel was astounded at the requirements.
"Only two hands!? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."
"But I won't," the Lord protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days."
The angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so soft, Lord."
"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she
can endure or accomplish."
"Will she be able to think?", asked the angel.
The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate."
The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."
"That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!"
"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.
The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride."
The angel was impressed.
"You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing."

  And she is! Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends. Women have vital things to say and everything to give. HOWEVER, IF THEREIS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

I don't know how true that is... but a friend sent it to me, and I thought it was sweet.

my money's on the brown one!!

which brown one?

that brown one!!

the sandy brown one or the dark brown one?

the brow-- That one, right there!! The brown one!!

*horse wins, cheers/shouts

so which brown one?

the brown one that won

of course

Peace, hope and frivolity

So anyhoodles, my main xanga will now be essenciatory... I might still post on here, but idk, maybe not... anyway, still annoyed at my "family" and the... situation and all, but oh well, it was bound to happen...

But anyway, I've been ranting about stereotypes again... heh heh heh, don't sue me...

yah, an easy directory of all my names on essenciatory... fun stuff really...

-_-

=^.^=

love joy and randomness