I planted a bomb in our house…. our house didn’t completely blow up. I was a terrorist. FBI and other federal agencies came to my house and started checking everything out. My dad and Chu Thanh started going through my computer trying to look for incriminating evidence. They didn’t find anything but I immediately started looking up how to reformat my computer to erase the memory. Somewhere else, there was another family; sleeper agents. They just moved into their house and were responsible for a huge apartment bombing that caused massive flash flooding in the region. My sister and I were driving through the area and we saw the burning buildings, the firefighters, and everyone. The entire way there she was harassing We reached this small road and suddenly we were attached to a stretchy cord microphone. We were afraid of being found out as terrorists but someone got onto us and screamed as they drove passed us: “Is there going to be another attack??” Then the other family drove up and met us there. Vicki joined them but I chickened out and ran away. A guy with a flooded construction dump truck, offered to help me as my sister and the terrorist family were trying to kill me. finally the guy started his truck (which is halfway underwater) and i caught the exhaust pipe to drag me away before another truck fell on me.
I’m just going to bottle it up and explode one day. It’s better that way.
I want layers in my hair so I don’t feel like I have a damn mop on my head. I just got a hair cut too…I just didn’t get enough cut. Wish she wasn’t in a rush and that she’d listen to me sometimes…. I mean… It is my damn hair…..
This is someone dying while having an MRI scan. Before you die, your brain releases tons and tons of endorphin that make you feel a range of emotions. Tragically beautiful.
reminds me of walking dead
This is one of the coolest and most reassuring things I’ve ever seen.
Some blonde girl that I recently befriended cut my bangs ultra short without my permission and I broke everything she had at my house and kicked her out. She lived in the house that Shelby and Megan used to live in. I tore her straightener to pieces and left it on her porch. She broke glass on my bed so I couldn’t sleep on it. Anyway I nearly killed her for butchering my hair like that! But before I knew it Nazi Germans were invading the small fenced off village and we had to escape or die. I had a kid I had to take care of and stuffed him in a small space to keep him safe until we could escape. We had to reach the other side of the fence where a crowd was gathering to watch the invasion they were safe from.
I had a dream I was married and was preggo and suuupppeerr happy. It may have something to do with watching the Season 7 of Bones where Booth and Bones are happily awaiting their newborn and they are all acting like expecting parents. I felt the joy in my dream and it was amazing. I only hope to truly feel that same joy one day. I will never know what I was thinking when I said I would never have children. I knew deep deep deeep down that one day, I would love to hold my very own bundle of joy.
I can remember my husband rubbing my huge belly and talking to the baby in baby talk and kissing it ever so tenderly and then he smiled right back up to me and I was filled with a warm and indescribable feeling along the lines of joy, love, pure happiness.
Annnddddddddddd my final’s tomorrow. Joy…