I felt my bed sinking in as I awoke from my slumber. Looking up, I saw a familiar face beaming down at me. The warmth of his smile attracted me to him and something inside told me not to let him go.
"Get up and get out." He whispered, his voice so soothingly smooth. He then got up from his sitting position, smiled back at me once more and walked out the entryway. With the quiet click of the door closing, I felt an urge run through me. It told me to follow him and not let him out of sight. I opened the door, taking my first steps out. He was standing in the middle of the hallway, his soft eyes calling out to me to follow him. So I did. But as I came closer, he seemed much further away, the image of him becoming fainter by the second. Then he disappeared. A huge rush of emotion overcame me as I started breaking down. The overwhelming feeling of sadness and sorrow came hurtling at me like a giant wave. What was wrong with me? Why am I feeling like this? I starred at the phone for what seemed like eternity before deciding to pick it up. There was one person that came to mind, his name just kept echoing in my head; Jin. I didn't know him but for some odd reason I knew what he looked like and I knew how to contact him. I dialed his number- more for the sake of it rather then a reason- the ringing tone hurting my ears. My eyes were watery and my palms clammy.
"Kame got lost." Was the response he gave me. The only response I remembered. Kame. I was confident he was the man that I saw earlier. But who was he? And what does he have anything to do with me? -Actually, what does any of this have to do with me? I don't even know this people. But the feeling was there. I felt that he was someone important. Someone I treasured. But right now, I don't think I could care any less. But with him coming and going just like that out of thin air, and Jin- the person whom I called and was dumbass enough not to say anything more then "Kame got lost.", could something have happened to him? Something bad perhaps. Maybe he was mauled by a werewolf...

I'm getting an iPod. :D
The above, before the "I'm getting an iPod" thing, was the weird dream I had in the morning. For the sake of it, yeah, I know who Kame and Jin are. I mean, honestly, can't I dream of something normal instead? Even though I want to dream of rockstars, don't give me a dream involving Ville Valo being a freakin diva(or in this case, not knowing who the fuck Kame is). Come on, that really kindda hurts my ego a bit since I can't even dream of a freakin romance. Dreams suck. I must start getting up at 5 a.m again.
All right, this'll be the last post for '08- if nothing drastic comes up that is. Happy holidays, darlings. -oh, and the mauled by the werewolf part at the end, I made that up on the spot. I got bored. *shrugs*

I felt my bed sinking in as I awoke from my slumber. Looking up, I saw a familiar face beaming down at me. The warmth of his smile attracted me to him and something inside told me not to let him go.
"Get up and get out." He whispered, his voice so soothingly smooth. He then got up from his sitting position, smiled back at me once more and walked out the entryway. With the quiet click of the door closing, I felt an urge run through me. It told me to follow him and not let him out of sight. I opened the door, taking my first steps out. He was standing in the middle of the hallway, his soft eyes calling out to me to follow him. So I did. But as I came closer, he seemed much further away, the image of him becoming fainter by the second. Then he disappeared. A huge rush of emotion overcame me as I started breaking down. The overwhelming feeling of sadness and sorrow came hurtling at me like a giant wave. What was wrong with me? Why am I feeling like this? I starred at the phone for what seemed like eternity before deciding to pick it up. There was one person that came to mind, his name just kept echoing in my head; Jin. I didn't know him but for some odd reason I knew what he looked like and I knew how to contact him. I dialed his number- more for the sake of it rather then a reason- the ringing tone hurting my ears. My eyes were watery and my palms clammy.
"Kame got lost." Was the response he gave me. The only response I remembered. Kame. I was confident he was the man that I saw earlier. But who was he? And what does he have anything to do with me? -Actually, what does any of this have to do with me? I don't even know this people. But the feeling was there. I felt that he was someone important. Someone I treasured. But right now, I don't think I could care any less. But with him coming and going just like that out of thin air, and Jin- the person whom I called and was dumbass enough not to say anything more then "Kame got lost.", could something have happened to him? Something bad perhaps. Maybe he was mauled by a werewolf...

I'm getting an iPod. :D
The above, before the "I'm getting an iPod" thing, was the weird dream I had in the morning. For the sake of it, yeah, I know who Kame and Jin are. I mean, honestly, can't I dream of something normal instead? Even though I want to dream of rockstars, don't give me a dream involving Ville Valo being a freakin diva(or in this case, not knowing who the fuck Kame is). Come on, that really kindda hurts my ego a bit since I can't even dream of a freakin romance. Dreams suck. I must start getting up at 5 a.m again.
All right, this'll be the last post for '08- if nothing drastic comes up that is. Happy holidays, darlings. -oh, and the mauled by the werewolf part at the end, I made that up on the spot. I got bored. *shrugs*