Oh Snap.
Oh Snap: exclamatory phrase; a playful indication of surprise, misfortune, or insult. (aka) My life story
My life is a series of intresting life moments...there is no words useally for the events that occur throughout my day. but i think the title "snap" or Oh snap, fits my life just right. :) Basically my life is full of friends and family, who in my mind need to have their own sit-com. Now that the brother and sister are gone off the college, the hectic way of living has been stalled to a minimum. But when family get togethers' wreak havic on my sweet home the insane stories begin. My mind is full of insane, intresting, obserd thoughts and visuals. From my extravagent dreams ,to just visual thoughts taking a toll on my already imaginative mind. Here you go, on a journey through the mind of me. Beware.
A brief insight...
Alright so I had a dream about a week ago. Rather random. Me and my family, which includes in this my parents as well as me and my brother and sister, all go on a trip to France. (I ave no idea what brought upon Frace in my mind.) Okay to continue, so we are all flying in a helicopter to France. But in my dream france is an island, and as I look down to see the beautiful place the land is rolling...like each wave is continuing beneathe the surface of the land causing the ground to bevel and fall. So on this journey we are trying to land but its vertually impossible, unless of course you are me, and in a dream world. I somehow find my way to the ground and now its just me looking for a hotel for me and my family to stay in. As I am looking I see a reception desk just chilling there, As I look behind the desk I see doors. Just doors. standing upright and as I look longer I realize some doors have belts wrapped around them, symoblizing that the room/door has been taken.As the person entered their room there was nothing behind the door but they disappeared into their hotel room. i found it fascinating. And then I wake up, at least thats all I can recall. It was intresting.
So me being myself I arrive at school and straight away take out my lil pocket journal thing and draw a drawing of what my dream was of. (quite entertaining.) When I finish the drawing/work of art, is rather accurate to my memory. I was indeed, surprized.
Now another thing I tend to do besides having intriguing dreams, is people watch. Now listen, im not a stalker, I just find enjoyment in seeing actions of those who do not know they are being observed as well as the stories I can make up in my mind about the people who I am observing. I was at In-N-Out...one of my most favorite places to much, and people watch, and I decided within a span of about 10 mins that an elderly cou0ple was in fact faking their oldness just to park closer to the establishment, and when they returned home they would return to a house much like the Willy Wanka Chocolate factory and enjoy living a life of zealous activities that involved alot of sugar and chocolate. Also I came to the conclusion that a younger women was rushing to her car actually was sumggling infants across the border, which I also know no to be true. But then again thinking it can hurt you, unless of course you are under the supervision of Big Brother. Which I suppose in my mind at times could be a reality.
So me being myself I arrive at school and straight away take out my lil pocket journal thing and draw a drawing of what my dream was of. (quite entertaining.) When I finish the drawing/work of art, is rather accurate to my memory. I was indeed, surprized.
Now another thing I tend to do besides having intriguing dreams, is people watch. Now listen, im not a stalker, I just find enjoyment in seeing actions of those who do not know they are being observed as well as the stories I can make up in my mind about the people who I am observing. I was at In-N-Out...one of my most favorite places to much, and people watch, and I decided within a span of about 10 mins that an elderly cou0ple was in fact faking their oldness just to park closer to the establishment, and when they returned home they would return to a house much like the Willy Wanka Chocolate factory and enjoy living a life of zealous activities that involved alot of sugar and chocolate. Also I came to the conclusion that a younger women was rushing to her car actually was sumggling infants across the border, which I also know no to be true. But then again thinking it can hurt you, unless of course you are under the supervision of Big Brother. Which I suppose in my mind at times could be a reality.
