I was being rather silly... But I dunno, I thought it was fun to do, thinking in the simplist and yet most complex of all the ways.. Tell me what you think?

There isn't much that I remember nowadays... You wonder why I have been so secluded within the four pasty blue walls of my dorm room. I find it to be rather much like a paradise away from the confusion and thrills of the conversations that surrounds these walls on a day-to-day basis. I'm in great comfort as I lay completely free within my tangling, colorful strands of 100% cotton. The star finds me here, snuggling my personal clouds and clinging desperately onto those fleeting thoughts in my symphony of a mind. But, alas, his arms gracefully touch my face and lift me into that torturing state of being consious. How boring.

And that little box of timing dares bring life to his scorching voice, frightening those precious notes of silence that were presently tantalizing me. A quick slap of the mouth will quiet this tantrumatic child and once again I am left to coax my little pixxies out, to hum to me their serene melodies.

Yes my dears sing. Sing and make me forget about that session of learning that I am expected to attend. To hell with them and their teachings. They will not learn me what I truely need to know. The true meaning of being alive. Besides, those seductive little fearies have already made me lust for a day of confinement, I will not satisfy my hunger with words about foreign living. My living is already foreign enough for anyone to come and study. They should awe at the beautiful sea of blue silk that lines my risen castle of sleep. The wildlife of dirty socks and panties that roam the forests of schoolbooks and notes. The black casket that holds the white maiden, ready to sing for you the second you release her and tickle at her curvacious body. There are waterfalls of preserved noodles, crunchy treats, and tuperwears, lining both ends of my country. And lets not forget the entertainment sources of books, games, and two interactive, cackling boxes that light up into the night.

Yes, I love it here... And I don't want to leave... But sadly, my hunger brings me to rise up.

At first I am dizzy, the world threatening to shake me until I fall over again, but I've won this time. Apparently my sheets and I had a good romp of sex last night and they've wrapped around me four times over, but I'm more interested in what goodies lie in that white chest yonder. I don't really know at this point what to expect of anything, anytime, anywhere. Today is still nakid, just like me. I win this game. Mmm, listen to the backwards kiss when you force the door of the fridge open, it's wonderul to get your way, isn't it? And guess what? I have some mini ice cream cones and a glass of enchanted kool-aid left over for me to munch on. How wonderful.

And this is what I do for the rest of the morning. I sit, pure, on the end of my bed. Watching tv, eating cold burst after burst of chocolate and cream, and become slightly intoxicated from the light spice in my sweet juice.

Its good to be alive.

*tee hees* And that is what I've been doing the last two mornings.. Come over sometime? ^_^