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12-3-07

As i sit here before my day starts and i find myself running out the door,  find myself thinking where the hour between us went, between my respnceiblilty. Uhh,  another day of teachers asking where were you for 1 WHOLE week. Yes it was along time but i was in ALOT of pain. So this is what I say FUCK EM. I regret nothing. I realy do not feel like leaving home today. I feel like going to NY…shit anywhere but here. Anywhere but where i have to go right now. Well…i guess not anywhere, there are alot of “anywheres” i would not like to be. I just wish the day was over. As a religious man I fall on religion, but you have to live. Not God can do this for you. And for all of you that have to go out this morning i wish you the best and if you can some day take one day off and do something you have never done before i promis it will take some of lifes burden off. God bless.

~B

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I haven’t posted anything for a while now. I have lately just been posting sh*t about my life but I think that this blog is starving for more. I may be planning a future for writing, and I think I will be making a portfolio form the ground up, with dream weaver. I enjoy reading about other peoples lives, not in a creepy way though. I just always feel like I am missing something in my own life and I want to capture it while I still recall it. I am a very complex person. But I am not moody asshole. Why I say im complex is because I like to dissect what I think. I reminisce on questions like, who what why where and how. As a kid I used to find myself lost in a maze of questions about why people do the things they do, why I though the way I thought. To this day I find myself doing this, as weird as this sounds (yes I am hearing myself say this) now, I can find my way (most of the times) out of the maze that I traced im my mind for myself. I don’t know what this is, and when I talk to people about I usually loose them altogether and they end up asking, “Do you hear voices telling you to do things?” In where I reply…uhh no. I have a theory that I think that there is something more than what is there. I have this theory based on what people can not explain. I have taken a trip to my bookstore and found books on strictly physiology, and I also purchased some Stephen King novels’, to see how this individual works his magic to devolve a state of feeling for his charters. He makes them venerable. Makes you feel like you know everything you need to know about the carters and then when he has you secured in by telling you what’s going on in the story he uses little things, such as having you conclude or guess things that are obvious, things that you know the Cartier would do because you know how “these type of people are”. Then he secures the fact of what you were thinking was true, but just as he grants you reassurance, you can count on some climax of change that you never saw coming occurred. These are the types of topics I am researching and looking for these types of thought after sections, this is what makes him successful in his books (and movies).

 

More on this later. Now i have other work pending…it 7:20 allredy sh*t!!!