Fun, fun, fun

So... I've been letting go a bit lately. Slowly I am not trying as hard to contain myself. It feels so much better, but apparently my thoughts are not as normal as I thought they would be. Aparently I should have kept my big mouth shut. Here are a few things that people didn't know about me before the past week or so, that they probably do now.

When I was little, my dreams would usually have two of me in them. One was doing whatever and the other was scared as hell of the other one. Later, The other me that used to be scared just sat there, not caring. Now there is only one me.

When I was in kindergarten, I had a dream that my teacher at my bracelet for red ribbon week. You know those one's that you can't get off without cutting it, and if you keep it on all week you get a treat? Well, in my dream, she ate it. I. was. PISSED. I took her into my doctors office and tied her down to a metal table. I cut her open and took my bracelet back, smiling as I put it back on. Meanwhile the other me is crying ans trying to stop me, and my teacher is screaming, crying, and bleeding all over the place. The only thing that desturbs me about this is that I was 5. Dreams like this are pretty normal for me, but acourding to my mother, not for other people.

I love trying new things. I try out being blind a lot. It works okay as long as you're going in a straight line. I was walking home with my sisters a couple days ago, being blind and attatched to her backpack. She didn't know I was doing this, so she didn't warn me about a low wall I was about to trip over, so... BAM! I fell on one knee and both my hands. I have a rather large purple-blue bruise on my knee and I can't put too much pain on it without it hurting (which I must admit can feel good if you do it right). But the only thing I cared about at that moment was Fuck, my boot got scratched.

I also like to take a deep breath, close my eyes, stick my head under water, and just stay there. It feels sooo good. The water on your face, the burning in your lungs. Now, mind you, I don't think I'd really like to drown. But, when you're able to control pain, it feels good. I've scared a couple of people. They thought I was actually drowning! XD

Here's something anyone who's the least bit observant should know if they know me in real life. When I like something, I obsess over it. I usually slowly change the way I dress to match more with my obsession. I don't go around wearing a costume, but as close as you can get with it still being normal cloths. My personality changes slightly to match it as well, and one thing from each obsession. A few things are being unbelievably good at science, having a slight god-complex, and analyzing everything and everyone.

AND I have to go now, BYE~!