Teh Future
Okay so I'm sitting on the couch, playing with my bobby pins on my hair that holds my bangs when this light bulb popped up in my head. Well more like the lamp next to me suddenly went off. Anyways it gave me an idea.
I'm going to now write assignments for myself, something to say every 3 days.
And today, I shall talk to my future self. I mean write a letter to my future self so I can come back and check it out, if I don't delete this stare Which I probably will...
Ahem! *Coughs*
Dear Future self in 15 years,
Well how are ya there love? I hope you became what you wanted, that's either an artist or a zoologist. Or maybe you encountered something and you changed your mind. I have no idea. After all I am the past, anything I do can alter your future. Like right now. I am drinking a pepsi. Mmm....fizzy. That probably put one tiny hole into your bones, bringing you closer to osteoporosis. Ha! Okay I'll stop killing you now.
Has World War III arrived yet? Sorry I was curious. If it did, you know what to do. RUN AWAY FOR YOUR LIFE!! Then jump into a hole, which probably won't do anything cause they're probably using nuclear bombs. Those bastards.
I swear if you are still a virgin...
Has plastic surgery on the internet been invented yet? Oh don't take plastic surgery by the way unless its really really needed, like you were in a car accident and your intestines flew out and landed on someone's face or something.
Are you traveling? We planned that we would see tons of places remember? Ride the elephants in Thailand, dance like a slut in Brazil with those big huge feather suits and skimpy outfits, go on a safari and try not to get eaten by the lions. Tons more, hope you did most of them.
Did any of your dream dates come true? The kissing someone in the middle of the street when its pouring? How about when its snowing alot, not the icky mush kind, that your eyes hurt from the white and you're walking hand in hand with the person you love, then after share a cup of cocoa at the fireplace. How about that? Or holding onto each other on a cold night, on a mountain, watching the world go by ? These may be just dreams but no one ever said its impossible.
Did you b***h slap Stephanie Fogg's face yet? I'll be happpy too if you didn't. I'll make sure it'll be her graduation gift from me. Then after I'll punch her ovaries in.
Don't forget about Nathan. Damn smartass of a man.
I promise to take care of myself so you can achieve these things.
Your Miracle,
Yourself.
 Wash out Memories · Sat Aug 12, 2006 @ 05:19am · 1 Comments |
