Well, I had a fine night. My brother made corn dogs; and with that I enjoyed chips and pop. All in all, not bad for people who normally make do with crackers and ketchup. But even a delicious dinner pales in comparison when you find out some @$$hol3 from your past died of a horrible disease. Yes, folks, one of my greatest burdens has been lifted and finally, he got what he deserved.
I don't mean to sound so voracious. But, this was a man who, according to my family, had intentions of raping me. After all, he raped other children! So, he's dead. So I guess today was d@mn good. It's just one less person to think about. Until three more inevitably take his place. The statistics will always weigh against the good people, won't they? For each person with a clear mind, it's just the whole world against you. Thankfully nothing and no one lasts forever.
I mean, it'd be great if my family could live a full and happy life. They'd get what they deserve. And if they could live forever, at least I wouldn't be constantly worrying about the inevitable.
Hm. As usual, I'm spreading the cheer and sunshine that is once again oozing out of the very core of my being. I'm shinin' so bright, I'll burn you, baby; h3ll yeah. Nope. Not even close. I'm just...me. Whoever that is.
Godd@mn. I have only a few days now to decide if I want to change my life forever or if, once again, I want to chicken out and sit on my @$$. It's so easy to chicken out and keep going down the only path you know. But, I suppose it's not the only designated road, is it? Too bad there's no friggin GPS. As usual, on each walk of life I'm going to stumble until I trip. Might as well grab some popcorn and go down a'smilin'. The real question is; what to do, with what remains of this night? May as well spend the last few hours of this month the way I've spent every other month - which is when the most important things I do are my obligations. Whoo.
And now, I'm off to...do...something so unimportant, I don't know why I'm going to do it. But, maybe in eight thousand years, or maybe tomorrow - in some uncertain point in time - it will mean something. Just not now. Stranger things have happened.
Like this sunshine I'm givin' off. Wowie.
I don't mean to sound so voracious. But, this was a man who, according to my family, had intentions of raping me. After all, he raped other children! So, he's dead. So I guess today was d@mn good. It's just one less person to think about. Until three more inevitably take his place. The statistics will always weigh against the good people, won't they? For each person with a clear mind, it's just the whole world against you. Thankfully nothing and no one lasts forever.
I mean, it'd be great if my family could live a full and happy life. They'd get what they deserve. And if they could live forever, at least I wouldn't be constantly worrying about the inevitable.
Hm. As usual, I'm spreading the cheer and sunshine that is once again oozing out of the very core of my being. I'm shinin' so bright, I'll burn you, baby; h3ll yeah. Nope. Not even close. I'm just...me. Whoever that is.
Godd@mn. I have only a few days now to decide if I want to change my life forever or if, once again, I want to chicken out and sit on my @$$. It's so easy to chicken out and keep going down the only path you know. But, I suppose it's not the only designated road, is it? Too bad there's no friggin GPS. As usual, on each walk of life I'm going to stumble until I trip. Might as well grab some popcorn and go down a'smilin'. The real question is; what to do, with what remains of this night? May as well spend the last few hours of this month the way I've spent every other month - which is when the most important things I do are my obligations. Whoo.
And now, I'm off to...do...something so unimportant, I don't know why I'm going to do it. But, maybe in eight thousand years, or maybe tomorrow - in some uncertain point in time - it will mean something. Just not now. Stranger things have happened.
Like this sunshine I'm givin' off. Wowie.
Who died? If it is who I think it must be, I'm not upset...
ReplyDeleteWhat could you do in a few days that might change your life forever?? Sounds exciting (and scary)!
I know how you feel, about the GPS. When I was thinking about making a life-changing decision, I really wished life was like the Sims games, with a "save" feature, so I could do whatever I wanted, no matter how crazy, and come back untouched, right back to the good way things were if I didn't like it or if it didn't work out (but with my own knowledge of all that happened still intact, so I would know better than to make the same mistakes...
Dwayne died. Were you right?
ReplyDeleteWell, I think I already told you, but it's about my chance to be in The Walking Dead. I still can't decide; although I did look back in my old journals and I wanted this since I first saw the show. I think I want to, but I'm not sure.
Yes, the save feature would be so helpful! If it existed, maybe I'd be a better person and like myself more. Wouldn't we all fix everything? :D I just love being able to idealize; it gets me through the hardships of how things really are. :P lol
Yes, I was - do you feel better now, knowing you won't run into him somewhere? I think I would...
ReplyDeleteMaybe you should look up stories of people who have tried out and/or gotten roles in TV shows - maybe their experience will help you decide?
I feel much better knowing he died. Sounds so rude, but it's true. Apparently he died of AIDS and he was raping innocent little kids, so yes, it made my day.
DeleteWell, I decided that the only reason I had saved a draft and I read it each day was because I wanted to do it so much. So, I sent the email. If they decide I'm not good enough, at least I got to be judged by them!
Brave of you! Will you get to stay local if you get a part, or will you have to travel? Would you be a zombie, or a more human character? (I don't watch the show, so I don't really know what I'm talking about.)
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure. All I know is, they're coming to the racetrack sometime this month. If there is travel involved, I can't be a part of it...But I'll still ask for autographs! :D
DeleteI also don't know if I would be a zombie. I hope I am, if they do want me; because actual people in the show tend to get desires, and that's not something I'd be comfortable with.