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For the past two and a half months, i've been letting the bad in the world get me down. i've been having the hardest time trying to see the good in life. yes, one of the people i was closest to isn't here anymore, but i know he doesn't want me to be sad every day. i can't go through life letting the bad cloud over the good anymore. i'll be honest about what gave me the change in mood. i started seriously thinking about suicide. not because my Bug is dead, but because of the world pushing everything on me at once. when i realized what a turn my thoughts had taken, i made myself stop and think. yeah, the world is a Big-Bad-Place, but i have awesome friends that would give anything to see me happy again. I've lost a lot. But i've also gained a lot.

the psychotic killer that never was

From the title of the post, you should already be able to understand that I have had a very traumatic day/ night. Woke up too early, was sick and miserable all day.. went shopping with my mom and her friend (who we call Pothole because she's special and we love her) at two different Bent-n-Dent stores. Then had Chinese food. Came home and took care of things around the house, cooked supper and around nine p.m. left the house to go pick up a buddy at the Birmingham airport with momma. From my house, getting there is about an hour and a half, so we had plenty of time to get there. By the time we hit Gadsden though, we were both pretty grouchy. We finally pick Brandon up and get on the way home.. We pick fun at each other for a while, then just listen to the radio for most of the way home. (Feel like I'm losing ya skippy, don't worry, the funny part is almost here.)

No joke, the dumpster dive literally happened.

So we get my buddy to his place after I go all delirious from lack of sleep and cause tons of amusement for mom and Brandon. Not to mention after mom dumpster dived behind Petco. I'm not going into details, but I was trying to hide in the passenger seat the whole time. I was not going to be part of that brand of craziness. I even thought about leaving her there, but then I would've felt bad... (Yes me.)
Anyway, we're about to make our turn next to the Spring Garden General Store when we noticed something wasn't quite right. Lights were on and someone was sitting in a new Chevy Silverado at 12:30 in the morning. I was thinking crazy psychotic killer and please Lord, don't let her stop here and get shot. I don't want to be in the witness protection program, and I don't want to die. Now, I realize that Piedmont is a really small town, and for someone to get shot at the general store is ludicrous, but you gotta understand, it was late, and I was tired and sick, I just wanted to get home and crawl into my incredibly uncomfortable bed. 

This is expected... Then again.. Free friggin' candy.

After my moaning and complaining and begging about her not to stop and just go home and I was sure it was nothing. Then it dawned on me... Who in the WORLD would be at the SG general store at 12:30 in the morning?? *sigh. So I curled up in a ball and prayed that I wouldn't have to do any quick thinking, (I mean, it's not the kind of vehicle you expect to see a psycho in.) and got ready to bail if needed. So my mom, being the person that she is....., walks up to the guy, who by the way is still in the truck, and talks for a few minutes. I was in the passenger seat freaking out. (Please don't think less of me, because, again, I am sick and tired.) She gets back in our battered up Scion and tells me who the guy was. So it was no problem, we knew the guy and everything was fine.
I figured I'd get a few laughs (at me:(  for this post... all of it is completely and totally true. i stayed up an extra fourty minutes just to tell y'all about it, so please be nice.

Ninja Pirate Vs. Demon Dragon

arrgh

rawr

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a ninja pirate fighting a demon dragon in the sky? Well duh! Of course you have! You have absolutely too much imagination and time, with no life of your own! (Just kidding people.) Anyway, assuming that you're with the rest of the world, and have played out this epic battle (alone and in your room, actually making sound effects to go along with what's happening in your head), you know that it's a close match. You, as the ninja pirate, have stealth and awesomeness on your side, but the dragon has fire breath and wings and, let's face it, he is just flat out better than you.

Until your parrot breaks out in some major awesome dance moves! All you need is Frosty (the super awesome parrot to the above) and a CD that has Willow Smith's (awful) song- Whip My Hair. Feel free to use ear plugs guys, I promise, I won't be insulted. But after your, *cough cough, lamer version of Frosty breaks out into dance moves, the dragon has no chance! Right?

Like this poor sap's. Sorry dude.

Well the epicness of the battle is enough to blow someone's mind. Needless to say, that in the imagination of a bored person, the ninja pirate wins every time.

Pirates 1: The Curse of the Black Pearl

I was going to do all of the Pirates of the Caribbean movies in one post, but then I watched the first movie, The Curse of the Black Pearl, and decided that it would be too long of a blog and I would end up boring people. The main characters are: Will Turner (Orlando Bloom),  Elizabeth Swann (Kira Knightley), Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp), and Captain Barbossa (Geoffrey Rush). 

Yo Ho Yo Ho

Will... Turner.

The story starts out with a young Miss Swann singing a pirate song and looking out at sea. She spots a boy in the water, floating on some wood. William Turner, son of Bootstrap Bill Turner, a pirate. Elizabeth finds a medallion on young Will that marks him as a pirate, so she takes it and keeps it a secret for years. Fast forward a few years and these two are adults. Will is a blacksmith and Elizabeth is still the governor's daughter. Big surprise there. Anyway, Elizabeth still has the medallion and Will has no idea. She wears it to a "party" announcing the new commodore. After the party, the new commodore proposes to her on the edge of a cliff. Too bad her corset is too tight and she falls off the cliff before she can say yes or no and lands in the water. Luckily, Jack Sparrow saw her fall and dives to her rescue. Then he turns around and uses her as a human body shield so people won't shoot him. He pulls an amazing escape and hides. Unfortunately for him he hides in the blacksmith shop and Will finds him. They have an epic sword fight. blah blah blah.
Later on the pirates on the Black Pearl (Jack's ship), pillage Port Royal and take Elizabeth. Jack and Will join forces.... blah blah blah. 
Barbossa now has Elizabeth and she finds out what the curse really is: 
"The moonlight shows us what we really are, we are not among the living, so we cannot die, but neither are we dead.... We cannot feel, we have a thirst that cannot be quenched and a hunger that will not go away." -Barbossa. 

Best be believing in ghost stories Miss Turner.  you're in one.

Well, okay, so maybe that's not exactly what it said, but it was close enough. Point being that when they go into the moonlight, they become creepy skeleton like things. Oh, did I forget to mention that in an attempt to save William, Elizabeth, foolishly, told Barbossa and crew that her last name was Turner? 
So the whole movie is epic fights, creepy guys, and an awesomely terrifying adventure. Not gonna ruin the end because not everyone has seen the movie, but really? How have you not seen this???? It's awesome!! But then again, I'm a sucker for pirates:)

Wonderland or Acid Trip?

I woke up this morning and couldn't decide if I wanted to get out of bed or not.. I had lots of dreams last night, mainly random things that I can't remember. What I don't get, is that if dreams are so important, why can't I remember most of the ones I have? I've spent a long time thinking about that. And I still don't have a good answer. Most of the people in the world use dreams to get away from reality. I can understand that. Having such a crappy life to have to invent an imaginary world to get away from the suckiness that is your reality. I'm guilty of it. But when I come back to the world, I completely forget the world I created. As weird as it is, it makes me think of Alice in Wonderland . 

Wonderland

Alice, as a child, falls into a rabbit hole, and tumbles into this wonderful, terrifying world of adventure. Sadly, when she leaves the world that she affectionately called Wonderland, she forgets about it, except in her dreams. Eventually making her believe that it was all a dream to begin with.  Then, when she's at her "engagement party", she sees a rabbit with a pocket watch and follows him. She falls down yet another rabbit hole, and believes she's having a dream. She's back in Wonderland, but she doesn't remember it. She believes it all to be a dream, or a really bad acid trip. In the end, she finds out her adventures there were all too real. Who would've thought?

Alice's Acid Trip?

Anyway, for some strange reason, I associate the dreams I can't remember with Alice's bad acid trip in Wonderland. Lots of color and funny adventures. But enough of me, back to Alice. Her father was a great man of idea that died sometime between trips to Wonderland. Her mother was a conformist who, unfortunately, was still alive and expected Alice to conform too. (She even flipped her lid that Alice wasn't wearing a corset to a party. Imagine!) Her sister was married to a cheating dirt bag. Alice was like her father who was known to believe six, SIX, unbelievable things before breakfast.

pictured: terrifying dragon-like thing

Alice meets all kinds of new people who look crazy, defeats the Jabberwocky, a terrifying dragon-like thing, then goes home and proceeds to tell everyone just where they can stick their conformist ideas. Ain't it great? So she saves the day and comes home and tells the loser who just proposed to find someone else. This time, she remembers Wonderland, or so we assume.