Today, was a typical day...
Had a small argument with my big brO, but soon after, we made-up and moved on.
Other than that, just a typical and natural day for the most part.
Randomness:
Every Tuesday, at a random time between 4 am to 4 am Wednesday, I get to see a strange, irregular-shaped orange light above me.
It gets to immobilize and paralyze me on the spot. I attempt to tilt and raise my head up. Barely maintaining my physical self, i lose conciseness. When I regain conciseness, i get to find myself home.
Safe driving everyone :) .
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Headless Horseman
In hallow's end, I have finally slain the man with no head.
I stabbed, plunged, gutted, slashed, pounded, hacked, sliced & diced, thrust, stroke, massacred, , obliterated, annihilated, and destroyed his body. Alas, he kept getting up after each harsh, strong blow...
During the fight, I got knocked down, and lost consciousness. During this state of unconsciousness, I somehow got a short-term dream, which made me visualize this old horseman with no head's actual head.
I fled from battle, because I knew it was a lost cause. I remember many times before - in legends. That the headless horseman thinks the entire world is evil and against him. So he kept on raiding villages, ransacking houses, and incinerating all those who oppose him.
But, there was this one specific town he kept coming for and burning it. The townsfolk were terrified! The children trembling and sobbing in fear, the elders trying to defend their precious ones, objects, and memories. And the only hope was to extinguish the flames that he spread.
Each time the townsfolk put together a bucket of water to extinguish the flames, more and more fires spread! And finally, when all the flames have died, (if the townsfolk ever manage to get the flames fully extinguished) he would come down from his flying horse, and start incinerating the townsfolk. But a fortunate turn of events occur. Dear General Marcus comes to save the day, fends of the fiend, alas, the headless horseman was never and could never be defeated. For if we wanted to be rid of him once and for all, it's his head, that we must kill...
TO BE CONTINUED!
I stabbed, plunged, gutted, slashed, pounded, hacked, sliced & diced, thrust, stroke, massacred, , obliterated, annihilated, and destroyed his body. Alas, he kept getting up after each harsh, strong blow...
During the fight, I got knocked down, and lost consciousness. During this state of unconsciousness, I somehow got a short-term dream, which made me visualize this old horseman with no head's actual head.
I fled from battle, because I knew it was a lost cause. I remember many times before - in legends. That the headless horseman thinks the entire world is evil and against him. So he kept on raiding villages, ransacking houses, and incinerating all those who oppose him.
But, there was this one specific town he kept coming for and burning it. The townsfolk were terrified! The children trembling and sobbing in fear, the elders trying to defend their precious ones, objects, and memories. And the only hope was to extinguish the flames that he spread.
Each time the townsfolk put together a bucket of water to extinguish the flames, more and more fires spread! And finally, when all the flames have died, (if the townsfolk ever manage to get the flames fully extinguished) he would come down from his flying horse, and start incinerating the townsfolk. But a fortunate turn of events occur. Dear General Marcus comes to save the day, fends of the fiend, alas, the headless horseman was never and could never be defeated. For if we wanted to be rid of him once and for all, it's his head, that we must kill...
TO BE CONTINUED!
My First Blog
Greetings everyone!
Here I am, writing a blog, for a first time. And I must say, it feels... Different.
The reason why I started thinking of writing a blog is to share my joys, angers, happiness, and frustration.
Now, I'd like to talk about the "little" brother, who come directly below you in the family.
For some reason, us older brothers get to be annoyed for no reason, even a bit of annoyance, though the little brother's intention wasn't bad, but just their very presence gets to annoy you!
Today... My little brother put his tongue out on me, just because I used the ketchup before him. And my little brother is a, well what can I say, a ketchup 'addict'. Drinks ketchup and uses it in almost his every food. And I do mean almost all of the food he eats. T_T FML I guess.
I was enraged by his action of disrespect. I lost control of myself. So i forcefully grabbed his tongue and threatened him to not to do that once more.
My ma caught me doing that, and she was very angry at what I did. And didn't give me a chance to explain myself. (My mother is very over-protective of that little guy... A little [i]too[/i] over protective)
She yelled at me. And so without eating a single bite from the meal, i simply left, though she told me to return, but I did not - was extremely angry at that time.
So yep, that's about it.
Thanks for reading,
Big Red.
Here I am, writing a blog, for a first time. And I must say, it feels... Different.
The reason why I started thinking of writing a blog is to share my joys, angers, happiness, and frustration.
Now, I'd like to talk about the "little" brother, who come directly below you in the family.
For some reason, us older brothers get to be annoyed for no reason, even a bit of annoyance, though the little brother's intention wasn't bad, but just their very presence gets to annoy you!
Today... My little brother put his tongue out on me, just because I used the ketchup before him. And my little brother is a, well what can I say, a ketchup 'addict'. Drinks ketchup and uses it in almost his every food. And I do mean almost all of the food he eats. T_T FML I guess.
I was enraged by his action of disrespect. I lost control of myself. So i forcefully grabbed his tongue and threatened him to not to do that once more.
My ma caught me doing that, and she was very angry at what I did. And didn't give me a chance to explain myself. (My mother is very over-protective of that little guy... A little [i]too[/i] over protective)
She yelled at me. And so without eating a single bite from the meal, i simply left, though she told me to return, but I did not - was extremely angry at that time.
So yep, that's about it.
Thanks for reading,
Big Red.
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