the shackles for your chains

♪♫ Gold Watch Blues - Donovan

So after writing my last blog, I went to school and hungout with my friend Matt at Tim Horton's. I had a yummy bagel. But yeah...some idiot broke a window across the street and got arrested. It made for some interesting entertainment. I went home around 10:00 pm, because I was so tired. Plus I was feeling depressed. I don't know why, but for a week now, I've been really depressed for no reason. I think its a side effect of the antibiotics I'm taking. :(

When I got home, I ended up watching the American election. I enjoy politics, mostly when they are being made fun of by Stephen Colbert or Jon Stewart. But yeah, it was interesting. I'm not a big fan of Romney or Obama. But Obama is the lesser of two evils. So I guess it went well. Lots of other exciting things happened for American's as well: marijuana legalized for recreational use in a few states, gay marriage legalized in a few states, misogynist douchebags getting kicked out of their seats by women...congrats America!

The next day, I started going crazy from being home for too long. So I got ready and went to see Megan. We had a great time, laughing at kid's shows and talking about True Blood. It distracted me from my depression a little bit. Then BJ showed up and made me feel a lot better. He is the sweetest man ever, I'm so lucky. ♥

I ended up having a really strange dream that night: I lived with the cast of That's So Raven, minus the mom. The dad was a stoner, Cory was retarded, Chelsea was a hooker and Raven talked like a stereotypical black chick. All of my friends were helping me decorate my room and for some reason it was painted hot pink. I also had a wall covered in pictures of everyone I know wearing a Santa costume. Then I left to go to the bank and a giant man chased me, trying to pop my head off with his giant thumbs. I ran into the bank and then he destroyed it with his thumb, so I ran out the back exit and decided to steal a car, but first I bought a joint from a homeless man for three dollars.

I had school on Thursday, so I left Megan's early and went home to eat and get ready. I also watched the new episode of Supernatural, which reminds me...the new season sucks whale dick. Its horrible. I hate it. I'm a huge fan of the show. But I don't like the new season. Spoiler: Bobby is gone, they threw in a new bitch named Ameila that Sam dated and Cas isn't back yet. So it sucks. :(

BJ met up with me after school. We walked around for a bit, ran into an old friend, had a good talk, then went to Subway. He had to catch a bus, so we went to the nearest bus stop. While we were waiting, some crazy drunk guy came up to us. He was hitting on me and looking at me creepily. I was really uncomfortable. The guy also asked me and BJ to "boot fuck Tracy and her boyfriend for rolling papers". So when he turned around, I mouthed the words "walk me home" to BJ. He nodded in agreement and we left.

On our way to my house, we heard some guy screaming like he was gonna kill someone. He was yelling every swear word possible at the top of his lungs. Turns out he was kinda far away, he was just yelling so loud that we could hear it clearly from a distance. It also turns out that he was drunk and yelling to himself. No one else was around. So I've decided that people are insane at night and I'm not leaving my house when it gets dark.

Yesterday was lovely. I woke up, had a shower, went with my mom to the dollar store (she bought me a few things), KFC (got a three piece chicken meal) and went to the grocery store. When we got home, I rushed getting ready and met BJ at the mall. We were supposed to go to Wendy's, but we went to the Coffee Mill instead (I had a yummy poutine and vanilla milkshake!). I had a bad moment near the end of the meal. I started having bad anxiety and had to leave the mall.

After I calmed down, we got the bus to his house. We hungout in his room, watched stuff online, ate junk food, cuddled and kissed. It was cute. ♥

I didn't feel good, so his mom drove me home around 12:00 am. When I got home, I had some cake and decided to do something I haven't done in a long time; read My Immortal. If you don't know what it is, its the worst fan fiction ever written. Its somewhat internet famous. Supposed to be a Harry Potter fan fiction, but butchers everything and its absolutely hilarious. Especially when you listen to the dramatic reading and read along. It takes a few hours out of your day, but its so worth it. My boyfriend did it, and he laughed so hard that he cried. :')

if you want to read it, here you go!
Click here to listen to the dramatic reading | Click here to read along
I had another fucked up dream last night: I had a very strange dream about my boyfriend last night. We were hanging out, then a witch named Avalon sent me back in time to when my boyfriend was fourteen. And I was fourteen too. So I was hanging out with my friends from back then, in some strange house. Smoking cigarettes and weed (that's when I started). The first guy I ever dated was there. And he said that his friend was coming over…it was my current boyfriend. He walked in and it bothered me that he didn't notice me, then I remembered that he was fourteen and didn't even know me yet. So I awkwardly introduced myself. Everyone sat on a couch and started playing Mario. Not sure what game, I was too distracted. I was sitting right next to my boyfriend. He was really shy and awkward, in a cute way. I wanted so badly to hug him or kiss him or tell him that I love him, but I couldn't. So I got up and ran to the bathroom crying. I looked in the mirror and mascara was running down my face. Then I turned around and he was standing there. He asked me if I was alright. I said no. Then I started making no sense, going on and on about time travel and a witch named Avalon. I decided not to say anything else, so I left the bathroom. Later on, for some reason, I needed his help setting up my new bed. Once it was all finished, he jumped on it and layed down to test it out. Then I jumped on the bed too. I lifted one arm to put it around him, but I stopped myself and got off the bed. Then I looked down, feeling sad, so he asked me what was wrong. I said nothing and left. Then I ended up in front of a haunted house. Not a real one. One of those ones you pay to get in to. So the witch appeared and told me I needed to get through the haunted house to be able to go back and see my boyfriend again. Not the fourteen year old version of him, but the current one. So I went inside. It wasn't a bunch of tricks and special effects, I immediately knew it was real. Every kind of supernatural creature was there. And they were all chasing me. I learned pretty quickly by kicking The Creature From The Black Lagoon in the head, that their brains fall out very quickly. Biggest weakness. So I started kicking them all in the head. I got all of them and a door appeared for me to escape. I was back outside. And my boyfriend was there. He told me that he dreamed of meeting me when he was fourteen. I told him that it wasn't a dream, it was a memory. He believed me, and we kissed. That's pretty much the end of it.

I haven't done anything interesting today. Just the usual stuff I do: watch TV, eat junk food, have a shower, talk to my mom and bug my cat. In about an hour, I'm pretty sure that BJ is coming over for a little while. I'm excited! ♥

Edit (November 11th @ 4:33 pm): I have to post this picture. I look so adorable! :3