Day 2: In the Wii hours of the night time

Blogging day 2:
Oh my goodness... here is a mental image to start things off for you.

scrambled egg looking things a little too crispy, dumped out on the floor and trambled on. The cat came to check it out but didn't want anybecause they were so over-cooked. The dog came, and instead of eating them like the cat wouldn't, it kicked them into the yard.

This image is non other than how my brain feels at the moment.  And it's been getting so bad that hanging out in the "yard" so to speak is fine by mean. Yard, sleep deprivation... tomaTOE tomatuh....
Ay yey ye....
Have yo ever felt like that? like the whole day is in fast forward and no matter when you want to tell it to stop it just wont?

It's almost like you lost the T.V. remote and your favorite show is being fast forwarded clear to the end... WHEN DOES IT STOP?

I hate this feeling, with a burning passion that could out burn the sun, and the stars, and everything else in the expanding universe. Before you know it, I'm going to be looking up at god in all is blazing glory and I'm going to say, "Oh my gosh, no way is that really you? I thought I was just eating dinner at the table with my parents! I'm sooo unprepaired..." when truth be told I'd be in my 90's doing whatever it is I may be doing.


How awkward would that be?
So I feel like, if you're not prepared enough to think about that, well hey, somethings got to change right? But the question is what. Because, in my mind I feel as if I'm that same old woman and everythings just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. It's like... situations of the future have all been played out in my head that I don't even feel like the day is "really" happening. It's all just another story unfolding before my eyes in an all too real way. I just don't understand. Truly.

So should I sleep or try to study and find a solution to this weird feeling going on inside my head and sucking away my time? Because I know the instant I lay down, I'll dream some fantastic dream and wish it never ended. Then to wake up and realize real life is happening... sigh....

Oooookkkk, Bed it is! Lol, this is kind of one of those.... writing unconcious things. ....
....nigh-night........

Beginning Adventures in the night-time

So, we're younger right? Built to be night people, crazy "nightlife" kids as some would like to call it.... Oh contrair my dear, where the heck are they getting all this information? I can tell, quite simply actually. The only way we can get anything done is by staying up late enough that it gets "kinda" accomplished. There is no planning in adolescent years, there's "trying, attempting, serendipitous run in's, the not so seredipitous ones, the times when your caffeine rush hasn't QUITE worn off yet and of course, the all powerful- I can't sleep."
All of these are valid reasons no? I dare you to say no, because if you do, you obviously haven't led a very fun lifestyle... or productive for that matter. Either or.
So where do most adventures start? Some, yes, they start at the beginning, and others... well others start smack-dab in the middle of the chaos and you worm your way around from there. As is, the way of life.
(dramatic pause)
So to begin, I could tell you my name, my game, my thoughts on life and how I feel about global warming and all that nonsense... or... I just won't. No one really likes reading that stuff anyways.
So here it goes.
By tomorrow, somehow, someway, I'm going to design four more T-shirts to the already five I designed today. I will push aside my chemistry, pray that my college algebra will make it, and ask God if he'll make my feet like big foot's so I can do another five hour shift at work.
So how does this pertain to you and why the hell are you still reading? Well, fellow blogger, you see, this is my theory.
If I can do it, the baffled sissy that I really am. I'm more than thrice-hundred positive that you're more capable than I am.
So here's my invitation. I'm extending my hand (holding outstretched arm to you with palm faced upwards) and wondering if you want to maybe walk this with me? If not oh well, carry on trying to find and interesting blog. Best of luck to you, and hope the browser doesn't hit you when you close out...

heh heh, oh puns....... {sigh}

Anyways, A once in a lifetime offer gentlemen and ladies! What do you say? What do you say?
Unnoticed Adventures are always the best, especially when told in an unnoticed way... I say....

Lets.
Do.
This!

Signed,
--------- not sincerely yours... but maybe someday in the future . ( I don't like jumping into commitment)
*Bea