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You know when your scared? Just scared of EVERYTHING around? I'm scared. I've locked myself in my room. I can't really leave for a bit... i hear ALL kinds of shit outside my room... and i'm in my basement... i need to get to my second, and more comfortable bed upstairs. I don't think i can do anything about it by this point... I have a lot of suplies to last me for a bit... I have a loaf of bread and a block of romano cheese... HOW THE FUCK? Random as shit.. i managed to grab a bag that i had earlier kept in my car to bring back home since my mom forgot her fresh loaf of bread and romano cheese... and i have that IN my room... the room i locked my self in so that everything outside can't get me... Its scary in this room too... I don't quite feel secure knowing this door is made of wood. Just plain old wood. Probably not even hard wood. It can keep a number of things out. Though i think if something REALLY wanted to get at me it could still do it. Maybe creep in to the room through the many many gaps between the frame of the door and the actual door, not to forget that the gap between the ground and the door is about 4 times as thick as the other three.
I seem to have gotten too high. I am not really sure why, but i can't get to the bread. Its on the floor stareing me in the face... its right there... in a plastic "Ultra Food and Drug" bag. I really want the bread... From what i remember it was sourdough... and it was GOOD. Fresh too. Oh wow... The romano cheese would probably just be perfect with the bread right now. I haven't eaten for over 12hours. I shouldn't be up. Its 4:06AM on a Friday Night, in a suburb in burlington composed of all new houses for a varying demographic in family anual capital. Though theres probably someone else on my street bloging right now. Maybe. Our neighbors are SCARY. I can pass by their basement window on the way to my walk in basement, and there will ALWAYS be someone there. Its usualy the scary mom... She is kind of a "MILF" type... but she scares me... because she is usualy there... at like... 3am... or 4am... or5am...or whenever i choose to look down in to that perma-lit room with the glowing computer screen. STOP BEING SO CREEPY!!!
Well... Umm... I am soberinng up.. i think... i hope i am. nah... its cool.. being high is FUNN... but its lame... no its actualy quite an enthusiastic feeling... but it makes me sad... while satisfying all my happiness nerves that are firing in my brain... but its quite disruptive to my live... while still making it more interesting to listen to a full cell bio lecture... ... ... without sleeping the whole time... but i don't want to finish this discussion... ok.
Moody
I seem to have gotten too high. I am not really sure why, but i can't get to the bread. Its on the floor stareing me in the face... its right there... in a plastic "Ultra Food and Drug" bag. I really want the bread... From what i remember it was sourdough... and it was GOOD. Fresh too. Oh wow... The romano cheese would probably just be perfect with the bread right now. I haven't eaten for over 12hours. I shouldn't be up. Its 4:06AM on a Friday Night, in a suburb in burlington composed of all new houses for a varying demographic in family anual capital. Though theres probably someone else on my street bloging right now. Maybe. Our neighbors are SCARY. I can pass by their basement window on the way to my walk in basement, and there will ALWAYS be someone there. Its usualy the scary mom... She is kind of a "MILF" type... but she scares me... because she is usualy there... at like... 3am... or 4am... or5am...or whenever i choose to look down in to that perma-lit room with the glowing computer screen. STOP BEING SO CREEPY!!!
Well... Umm... I am soberinng up.. i think... i hope i am. nah... its cool.. being high is FUNN... but its lame... no its actualy quite an enthusiastic feeling... but it makes me sad... while satisfying all my happiness nerves that are firing in my brain... but its quite disruptive to my live... while still making it more interesting to listen to a full cell bio lecture... ... ... without sleeping the whole time... but i don't want to finish this discussion... ok.
Moody