Kagoma01's Blog

Some birthdays are big
And some birthdays are small
And I know some who have the best of all
Though birthdays are fun,
And yes they are great
No one seems to care
If their wishes are late

The birthday girl,
Or the birthday boy,
Get to have fun
With their new little toys
Though deep down inside,
Where you must search deep,
They are heartbroken inside
Like a little lost sheep.

On the day of their birthday
Think deep in thought.
Do you remember what day it is?
Do you remember who I am?
Have you even noticed me today?
Or are you only here for the games and cake?

Will you say it?
Will you please?
I feel empty, lost and forgotten
Why has no one said it?
Happy birthdays wish…
It is all I ask for
I say it at your birthday don’t I?
So why won’t you say it at mine?

Ever have those nights where you have really odd dreams? I've had odd dreams for the past few nights and man are they odd, but kind of cool at the same time.

GREECE DREAM

This dream took place in ancient Greece, and yet I had a gun somehow. Me and my 'follower' as I call her had to do see the king. It was funny cause my follower was dragging a fold bag behind her like a catty. Anyways, we were off to warn the king that there would be an invasion.
The king didn't believe us and was going to have us thrown in jail before blue zombies showed up and were invading the castle. All of the warriors were fighting, but loosing.
I then stepped into the battle, my follower having of handed me a dull knife, broken katana and a gun. And so I went on slaying these zombies, killing many of them with just the blunt knife and katana.
I was then surrounded. I used the gun to kill those around me and barely escaped because I had run out of ammo. I again went to see the king to ask for a sword that would be better to use. He tried to make me use a flimsy plastic sword. A FREAKING PLASTIC SWORD! He was one stupid king. He then went on to say they had no real weapons.
I was determined to get a sword and noticed something shiny in a statue, a actual sword, even though old it was well built and good for battle... it was twice my size though and hard to lug around. And so I went off to kill more zombies, only to end up killing some humans who had blue markings all over them because it was their culture. I apologize and before my dream could finish, I woke up.

VOLCANO DREAM

In this dream, the city I live in had a volcano on the west side. It was going to erupt. To stop it we had to find 6 magical items before those who wanted the people of my city to die did. We found two and were off to find the third, my parents looking on the west side, my cousin and brother on the north side and a friend of mine and myself on the south side.
My friend and I went off to search a gym we had heard might have the one of the items hidden in it. We found my uncle breaking a wall to get the item, and found him to be a traitor among men. This really made me mad.
We got him out of the way and looked into the whole, only to find a replica of my mothers iPhone in it. This was when I realized that my mothers iPhone was one of the items! Me and my friend rushed to the west side, not realizing that the volcano was about to erupt.
When we found my parents the volcano erupted and we ran across a rope bridge and back onto the south side, barely saving ourselves. Sadly the west side and all those who lived there were demolished and killed.

MARRIAGE PARTY FIGHT DREAM?

I really don't get the point of how or why I had this dream at all. In this dream my grandmother was throwing my sisters birthday party. She had all the girls invited dress as their favorite fictional female, most of them being princesses. With this she had me and one of my aunts both dress as goddesses and counter of the gold.
My grandmother had bags of money float down on the ceiling and had the girls grab and throw as many as possible into their rooms. Once all the bags were gone she had them bring the money in the bags to me and my aunt to count. And so we counted. Once we were done counting the girls left to have cake and meet men, and mind you, my siblings are 6 and lower years older than me, the ones I was dreaming about anyways.
I was not allowed to go and participate with the cake and other games, so in a rage I went and cleaned each girls room, stealing gold along the way. Of course, in my dream this is something I had done before on a pirate ship, pretending to of been a pirate and stealing their gold before running and disappearing.
I headed back down only to find that while I had been cleaning, all of the girls got married off to really hot, older guys. My sister was rejoicing that she got to marry a gay guy! It was so odd! I myself was jealous because unlike them, I wasn't allowed to take my pick out of the hot men or have any of them pick me. Of course funnier things happened after.
Two female warriors, one pirate and one native, showed up looking for someone. The native was looking for the runaway princess of her tribe, for her father was dead and another of the tribe who had somehow grown wolf ears and tail was trying to take over. The pirate had come to find the thieving liar who stole all of their gold so that she might take her back and kill her.
As my grandmother went and let the two in, for the house was floating much above the porch, I approached, for I knew the natives tongue. I spoke with the native warrior, her not recognizing me as I did not recognize her.
She then began to explain her situation to me as well as her tribes situation before it dawned on me that she was from the tribe that I had run away from. In my wanting the pirate warrior to not recognize me I had forgotten why I had pretended to be a pirate in the first place.
Anyways, my grandmother invited the two to stay the night, which was not a good idea for the natives and the pirates wished each other dead. With their rivalry though, it gave me a chance to sneak away.
I was dressed in my native princess clothes, a long tight black spaghetti strap shirt that often acted like an under dress, a tan buck skin dress over top, a pouch on my hip, a fur cloak and boot moccasins that went half way up my calf. Inside my pouch I carried potion poisons that I could have their properties go into items I wanted.
And so I left to confront the one who wanted to take over my tribe. When he realized who I was we got into a fight inside of a potion poison and ointment store. I had put the poisons into most of my clothes and was left with the spaghetti shirt thing and one boot. He threw a freezing potion and another potion I had no idea of what it did. He then walked over and began massaging my neck and shoulders, telling me the second was lotion.
This surprised me to no end before he was called over to talk to someone. I had by then snapped out of it and was gathering my clothes and dressing. I went over to the native as I was going to leave and he came to me as well. I hugged him before he got distracted by something and other natives leaned over, telling me there was a 90% chance that I was just one of his other flings.
This did not make me happy at all so I ran and hid in a tree that split at the very top for there to be a giant tall circle that was comfortable to sleep in. I stayed there and watched the people below pass in the happy lives. I was about to get back down before I woke up.

That dream is one I really wanted to end instead of me just waking up. The ending would have been very interesting.

ALIEN DREAMS

I have had a lot of alien dreams in a row that have all had something to do with each other that is very odd and always along the same plot. It all starts out with my family protecting two Japanese girls, by the request of a good alien. This aliens name was Chaz and he would always check in with us every hour to see if we were alright.
The house had started shaking and I went to talk to Chaz, only losing communication with him in the middle of a sentence. My dream then went to Chaz, who is a squid alien, who went through all of his computer monitors like a ghost in a frantic way.
It then goes back to me with my two younger siblings. The Japanese girls have disappeared and the rest of my family are at a high council meeting about the alien invasion. It is then that I notice a large generator like thing in the room that has appeared before the aliens start shooting at us, getting my youngest brother in the heart. The aliens then leave for some reason. My brother is barely living so I fashion a sling for him to be in on my back and me and my sister start walking to where the high council is, frantically trying to keep my brother alive.
Along the way we are always beside a fence and water, the water growing and growing and often blocking our path. Before we reach the council building and are allowed in though, we have to find our own key, which is a buried sign along the fence that said a family motto. Of course it turns out that this 'key' was also important to the aliens and that they were searching for it as well.
So we dug around each fence post, only to find it by the building. We ran inside and got my brother the treatment he needed before trying to convince everyone to try and stand up to the aliens that want to take over the world.No one would listen to me all because in my dream me and Chaz were going out.
This is the point where I normally wake up, or somehow it skips to when the aliens have left, leaving Chaz behind because he's become 'too human.'

Yea.... no more warm milk or anything like that for me before bed... Either that or its the insomnia that brings me odd dreams when I do sleep. This would also explain my lack of rest when I do sleep.

Alright! So, my family already owns three cats, Sasha, Leon and Panda. We also own a snake named Spud, he got his name cause we had a glass salt shaker in the shape of a potato that he loved to sleep in.

Well my family has been looking into getting another snake or two and I have been looking up some snakes. I myself and going to be getting a male Brazilian Rainbow Boa in the next few weeks, hopefully making $400 in the next 3 or 4 days with all my hours of work. I am so hyper and happy because of this! ^-^

We might also get a ball python for $50 or lower by the end of the week! It would be awesome! Or, at least I will be paying for both of the cute and adorable snakes. The ball python I would be giving to my mother for an early birthday present because its her dream to become the reptile lady.

YES MY FAMILY HAS ODD DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS!!!!!!!! You can't blame us. Spud's always been cute and we taught him to come back to us if we put him on the grass outside.He's so cute! Oh! And getting these two snakes will cost way less than a Burmese python! ^-^

Is there really such thing as love anymore? Or even caring?... I don't think there is any more... I've been lead on by 5 guys already. The latest one was one of my friends who I really really liked... He even kissed me today, only to tell me that he didn't want to be with me. He also confessed to his flirting and everything...
The guy before him always flirted with me and wanted to spend time alone with me... I waited months to be sure that it was actually flirting then I asked him if he likes me, because I had liked him... I found out he decided to get together with one of his friends that moved to another province not long ago...
In the past few years I have found that all the guys that have flirted with me or anything of the sort have only led me on. Gone out with me as a pity thing and so on and so forth... No one realizes how much it hurts... Rejection hurts not just from guys you like but from other guys, including family.
I've had rejection issues since my father left me and my brother, not to speak with us for 7 years, come into our lives and then leave again as soon as he gets a girlfriend... I have been rejected so many times my whole life, not just by guys but by class mates as friends and everything...
I can't live with it any more. It hurts to much and constantly makes me want to kill myself...
I don't know what to do...

So... I've been keeping tabs on the Victoria Stafford case.. I think its really sad how someone can kill an 8 -yea-old... This has actually happened in my own neighborhood too. My mothers ex-husbands sisters daughter was kidnapped. My mom was there in the store when they were putting the posters up. The next day her dead body was found.

What kind of person kills a child? Let alone be able to without wanting to kill themselves for it. No child deserves death! Its not right. Children should get to have a chance to actually have a life. Everyone in the world is a child at some point! How can someone stand killing someone before they get through that point of life!?!?!