angelicmobster8: a well manicured hand with a large ring tightening a lace on the green shoe (Shoe)
Before I went into the hospital, I stepped on a peice of glass. I don't think the doctors at the hospital paid much attention to my foot, because I think there might be a fragment left in there. Last night there was a sharp pain in my foot. I don't care so much about the pain, but it seems like the world keeps trying to remind me of a big mistake that I made.
angelicmobster8: shot from a scene in queen of the damned, surprised lestat, text says w.t.f? (WTF?)
What is up with children? I was remembering some of the messed up sadistic things my friends and I would do to eachother, we seemed to like pain. Like the game Mercy, I almost broke Kaylas fingers. Airborn, a game Kayla and I brought from cadets and introduced to our classmates. We played it wrong and ended up with bruises in the strangest places.

Then there's that rock, paper, scissors game, where the loser gets slapped. Oh, and TaSha and other kids were always sticking pins through the skin of their hands. I have a clear memory from when I was ten or so. We were are a church and TaSha kept sticking the pin of her angel brooch through the skin between her thumb and index finger.

I never saw this, but apparently burning your arm with a cigarette was popular.

I can't imagine what kids today do.
angelicmobster8: shot from a scene in queen of the damned, surprised lestat, text says w.t.f? (WTF?)
I won't go into the details of this dream, it's long.

I was in prison, and this group of people jumped me. They branded me because my cousins great great great great great grandfather was the slave of some guy to was related to some person or something. They branded a V or something on the left side of my stomach above my hip bone. It was about the size of a quarter, but still hurt like hell.

Also in the prison: my mom, and some people that went to school w/ me. Also characters from OZ: Miguel, Simon & Poet. It was a weird mixed (men and women, adults and teens) prison with comfy couches, and people who branded V's on you. So, not as bad as Oz. Miguel was sent to solitary or the hole or something so he wouldn't try to save me from being branded.

Skip a few details, I was being let out of prison. I was waiting in line for my possessions. Simon was there too, like on the show he is crazy as fuck. He wasn't being paroled though. Anyway, I get to the front of the line, and a woman CO looks at me weird. I show her a bottle of vodka that another CO gave me. She nods and says "Oh yeah, Jessica _________. Here's your stuff".

She hands me a deck of tarot cards. Or at least pictures of tarot cards that were printed off of the Internet. I ask "Is this it?". She says "Yes". I ask her if I could schedule a visit with Miguel, she laughs and says something that I can't remember. I leave. She didn't mention anything about a parole officer, and I don't even know why I was in prison.

I go outside and put the tarot deck in my pocket. I thought of sending Miguel the vodka, but decided it wouldn't be a good idea. I don't know what happened to the bottle. I pass Poet on my way out. He's in a hospital gown (possibly has an IV), and is wearing plastic bags on his feet. That made me realize that I wasn't wearing shoes.

I noticed that the prison was in a urban area for some reason... I decide to buy some shoes. But then I think "Do any of these stores sell shoes? Would I be allowed into the store without shoes?". I don't even know if I had enough money to catch a bus, let alone buy shoes. I didn't know if Cockroach and Drunkard still lived in the house, or if my sister was still living in her apartment.

I forgot all of this when I realized my high school was near by. I went to the school and went inside. It was a bit rundown, probably has something to do with being near a prison. I went into a room. In the room were: a certain VP (who was dressed like a doctor for some reason), Mr. Social Issues Teacher (who didn't recognize me), Shia Labeouf, and Cody (a kid from school). Shia and Cody (who looked a lot older) both had babies in strollers with them. So I knew that I had been in prison for about a year at least.

When the boys left (w/ their babies), Mr. VP turned to me, and we spoke about stuff I can't remember. To make him feel guilty, I showed him the V. He seemed turned on by it and touched it, it was still sore. Then he started kissing me.

Then I was in a hallway looking for my locker. It had been left alone while I was in prison, and the hallway it was in was cleaner than the others. I was about to open it when I heard a wierd noise. No one else was in the hallway, but it was close. I ran out a near by door. I assumed that the noise came from a monster that stalked the hallway looking for students to eat. There was no one in the streets, so I guessed that the neighbours knew.

A group of students came around the side of the school. A girl said something to me like "The teachers can't control the goddess". I decided that the faculty performed a spell to help out the school, but accidently summoned a demon. To appease the demon, they locked out a couple of students each day. She then told me, that they left the back door open and that we'd be safe in the gym (in real life, the gyms are on the second floor).

Then the demon came out, and it was ugly as fuck. We ran and were able to get into the gym. Except for a boy that the demon pounced on and devoured. I had the urge to pull a sword out of nowhere and chop off the demons head, but I woke up.

I had another dream set in a cemetary, and another in my neighbourhood, but I barely remember them.


Aug. 26th, 2008 08:26 pm
angelicmobster8: a heart shaped candy saying a.m. inc. (Eye)
My arm still hurts from a shot I got on Friday, it's Tuesday today. I have to get another shot this Friday. Ugh. It is not fun sleeping with an arm that feels like it's going to fall off.


May. 25th, 2008 11:51 am
angelicmobster8: a heart shaped candy saying a.m. inc. (Eye)
Last night I had one of the worst headches ever. I get a lot of headache, so sometimes I get freaked out and start thinking I have a brain tumor. One of my teachers told me about her stepdaughter who had a brain tumor. It was in the back of her head, but tentacle like things wrapped around her brain. That's so sad, she was seven.

Sometimes when my headaches get really bad I can't get that image out of my head. It hurt so much I started crying. Which obviously doesn't help. The headache is gone, but my my neck hurts. Ugh.

Last night I had a dream that a dog was attacking me. Not fun. It was one of those dreams where you can feel the pain (ex. the dog was ripping my hand apart), and I woke up at around 2am, and my hand still hurt.

Two nice youtube videos that cheered me up )


May. 15th, 2008 04:25 pm
angelicmobster8: illustration of a pig in a heart (Piggy)
I was sitting behind a man on the bus, who smelled like rotton salami times ten. Or at least what I imagine rotton salami to smell like. When I was in grade 10, I went through a phase where I didn't take care of myself, because I was depressed and didn't care, but I didn't let it get that bad.

We were let out of school early, yay. Walked home, was a mistake because my leg and ass hurt.

I hate people coming into "my" house without calling first. Fuckers.


Feb. 9th, 2006 02:28 pm
angelicmobster8: a heart shaped candy saying a.m. inc. (Default)
Just a quick entry. Finally found out how to do the lj-cut (added it to a bunch of my entries, got exited) ... Who would have thought it would be in the help section...

Apollo my cat, oh so cute... He's purring on my lap...

Check:, very great community to check out fashion photography.

My nose hurts terribly...

Other things I'll be posting in another blog, buh bye

Soy un perdedor


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