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Tuesday, 02 June 2009
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Thursday, 09 April 2009
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Wednesday, 07 January 2009
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My Scariest Nightmare - The Uninvited Contest
I was in a mansion. It was dark and there were hallways. There were two parallel hallways running down with rooms at an even interval; it was cold and dead. I remember being lost, but my dream self didn't seem to have a problem with it at all.
I walked around to the other hallway and found that in the other hallway, there was a Hispanic maid, maid-ing the rooms. She asked, harshly "What are you doing here?!" And I don't remember answering. She was so normal, and there was a light around her. Why didn't I stay with her?
I wandered into a large, and main room. There was a single television there, and I watched people mutilated and mutilated on the screen. The picture was black and white.
I felt uneasy. I was going to go back to the maid, but something was in my way. It was a person, and I'm bewildered to say that it was a hobo. He looked... distant. And he walked closer and closer to me, his eyes were dark and hollow...
He reached out, and grabbed me and held me up and I woke up.
Not my usually groggy wake-up. As in, my dream self was about to scream. I opened my mouth and I was about to scream and I felt such horror. I remember this, and taking one final look at the hobo, I took in air, and my eyes just opened. I saw my room's darkness, and I felt the air still in my throat.
I remember that afterwards, I drew a picture of the hobo, and his image is clear in my mind. Because of that last look.
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Sunday, 22 June 2008
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Flip-flops.
My parents (and mostly my brother) like to say I flip-flop my opinions of food. All the time.
This makes me so angry. I don't.
Just now. My dad was listing the foods he ate for lunch today. My brother quipped, "Shannon would eat half of that! She hates that." And my mom says, "Ha-ha-ha. Yeah. But the things you listed, she would eat more than usual. She'd eat [food item #1] (something I mildly like), she'd eat [food #2] (something I am neutral about, I would eat this if I was hungry), wait, but she hates [food #3] (something I really like to eat).
"Wait," I say, "I like [food #3], though."
"Oh, now you like it," says my mom. And she rolls her eyes and mutters something about how I change my opinions.
God-damnit. Maybe you wouldn't have some a retarded joke about me if you noticed that when I refuse something I generally like to eat, I say that it's because I don't feel like it. Or because I am already full. Not that I change my opinions.
And speaking of that. My family can't seem to make up their mind about me, either. They keep telling people I'm very picky, and that I eat very little. Then, a minute later, they say that I eat so much, and that I eat five meals a day.
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Wednesday, 18 June 2008
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Summer Classes
Taking Philosophy and Psychology is hard work.
After a while, it's hard to keep them apart. My friend and I were just taking part in a vigorous AIM debate (not very vigorous, really) about whether or not the rising gas prices and global warming relate to the analogy of the cave.
Today was my second day of class.
Insomnie
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- Name: Shannon
- Country: United States
- State: California
- Metro: San Leandro
- Birthday: 1/22/1993
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 9/26/2004

