kayla-sleep=huricane
well, today has been fun. i havent gone to sleep yet.
but i woke up at 1pm yesterday. im starting to see things.
i think that when you are on drugs. or sleep deprived. then you start to see things that are actaully there. but our mind is so little and simple that we dont see them normally.
so when people are on acid or something. and they hallucinate they see real things.
i remember this one time, i was really tired and getting ready for bed. i looked down at my socks, and they had yellow on them. i was totally convinced it was there. but not until someone told me it wasnt i was weirded out.
sometimes i just think of stange things. like when im driving with someone and a car goes by. was i the only one to see that car? did the person im driving with see it too? was it the same color to them as it was to me? or when im walking and hear a bird. did the other person hear the bird? did they hear it like i did? im crazy. i know. and paranioid
but.. what if they dont see the car or hear the bird.
so i watched to sun rise.. from my bedroom. its amazing. beautiful. it was so dark out. then slowly.. it got lighter. as always. but today was extra amazing. it rained all day yesterday and last night. i love the rain. it makes things so beautiful after.
i decided im not going to sleep for a while. i sleep a lot. and i waste my life sleeping. (also i just want to see how long i can go without it)
soooo im sorry if theres a lot of spelling errors my friends.. its becuase im tired and i cant spell and i dont really care....
i like writing. i like typing, acutally. i get my thoughts down faster. and neater. when i journal its a mess. a beautiful disaster.
i want to take a bath right now. in my tub. jacuzzi, rather. it awesome. i love it. ahh. i want to soo bad! hm. well.
i love so many things in life. i hate so many things in life. i like so many things in life. i dislike so many things in life.
LIFE
what is life? life is: the interval of time between birth and death
i searched. i got answers. what is the meaning of life?? well that one i dont know. i cant just do a goggle search for that one. i wish i could. well. i could but i wouldnt get the right answer. or at least what i want.
im tired. no sleep!!!!!!!!!
i think im going to take a nice hot bath. listening to... spill canvas? box car? hm.. who should i listen to
im so thankful thats a worry of mine.
i could be faced with." where is my next meal coming from?" or "wonder what i have to do tonight?" i say i wonder what i have to do tonight because there is this thing call trafficking. its where small children are either sold by their parents or kidnapped by their abductors, and used as slaves or for commerical sex. which means prostitution. children are taken as early as 9. some are never seen again.
do you have a little brother or sister? a cousin? friends little sister or brother? any one you know who is 9, 10. maybe even 6?? think of them. now think of them on the streets. think of them being treated like dirt. like a slave. now think of what you would do to get them out of that situation. what lenght you would go to to make sure it would never happen to another kid as long as you live.
i want to stop it. i want to help stop it. i want to help track down trafficked children.
whos with me??
go to www.one.org
ok. i get very political/weird when i have no sleep