I’m not crazy, I’m just special

Am o crunta si teribila insomnie. Ce fac oamenii cand au insomnie: se uita pe pereti, numara oi sau se gandesc la tampenii.

Ei bine, eu ma gandesc la tampenii in noaptea asta. Avea cineva la status pe messenger ceva de genul “Men would say less lies if women asked less questions”. Ei na!! Nu cred!! HAHA. Pai sincer, femeie fiind, e imposibil sa nu fii curioasa, e imposibil sa nu despici firul in patru si, de asemenea, e imposibil sa nu pui intrebari (ca urmare a celor spuse inainte). Asa ca eu ma intreb acum cat de greu o fi sa raspunzi la un blestemat de e-mail? Cat de greu este ca picioarelor mele sa nu le fie frig? Cat de greu o fi sa nu am insomnie? Last but not least, cat de greu ar fi sa nu imi fie foame la 4 dimineata. FOARTE!?! Da-o dracului de treaba mai!

Recunosc, cel mai mult ma gandesc la mail-ul ala si la foame( :-S). Cine este atat de busy, cine are asa putin de spus incat sa nu raspunda la “ce faci? esti bine?” cu un “da, sunt bine!”. Nimeni. Cu alte cuvinte este total dezinteres sau poate totusi omul nu are nimic de spus. Pretty lame if you ask me. Daca totusi nu a primit mail-ul? Hmmm.. e si asta o posibilitate dar slabe sanse mai ales ca acum ai casuta de nush cati giga. Oh, da,  foamea, cum naiba sa nu te ingrasi daca bagi ca porcu’ la 4 dimineata? Simplu: vomiti dupa ce ai mancat hahaha. Dar asta e extrem de scarbos. Ultima data cand am vomitat mi s-a facut greata din cauza ca vomitam. Si acum mi se face greata numai la gandul ca as putea vomita.

Uff, sunt incurabila si o sa ajung cu siguranta la casa de nebuni unde o sa le spun “I’m not crazy, I’m just special” dupa care o sa bag evil laugh “bwahahah”.

Dream

This afternoon I thought I needed a nap, therefore I took one. It was not one of my best ideas though.

It started ok, felt nice, the music was nice as well.

One and a half hours later I woke up. It was not the best way to wake up, I must say! I had a nightmare, a horrible one too!

In my dream I was with my mom when I heard someone saying that Earth is being attacked with nuclear bombs!! >what the heck!<. Suddently we were outside waiting for the outcome of that when the police came and told us “Everything is going to be ok!”. >I wonder now if police men are taught to say that in school. hmmm.. < So we saw them trying to assemble a device that would make my block >actually I am not sure it was my block< indestructible to the blast. At one point they told us to enter the staircase, so we did. My dream ended with me and my mom and some other people I never saw in my life looking at this giant dust wave comming straight towards us. I remember the last thing I told my mom was “well, if we are going to die you could at least hold my hand!”

Then I woke up and I could hear the pounding of my heart. I was really panicked and went into my mom’s room to tell her what I dreamed of. I was very disappointed to see that she was sleeping  so I had no one to share my fear with…

I was extremely scared and my heart was racing for about another hour.

Very strange.