bored, (or dreaming loudly.)

Well I haven't done this in a while so I thought I would. I've been really bored lately, I know if you're bored then you're boring, right? I think I may just be a victim of circumstance however. Oh well, I shan't argue semantics with you guys. Mostly because I don't know what I'm talking about. Anyway I had a dream recently, it was sort of scary. I was walking down a city street, garbed in my blood drive shirt and a pair of jeans that felt entirely too short. I don't know the city or where I'm going, but I seem to know exactly where I'm going. I can't really explain it, I was moving with a purpose somewhere but I had no idea where I was, but the me in the dream knew where I was going and that's all that mattered at the time. I looked around; there were homeless people, something you would expect in a city of this size I assume, I see signs advertising dive bars and one night motels that you pay by the hour. I shudder at the thought of what those rooms look like. I continue thinking, "Man, what am I doing here..?" I just kept walking, it was a little cold, I don't know why I hadn't packed more of a sweater or something. I reach in to my pocket, I pull out a phone it's about ten o' clock. I put it back. At this time I decided to check my pockets. I had three dollars and a rubber band. I was pretty sure this couldn't even buy me food for my griping stomach. "Oh well." I thought. I kept moving as if I were to stop then I might freeze to the ground and be left immobile. Then I feel somebody grab my shirt, I'm thrown into an alleyway, I hit the ground. He asks for all my money, even though ask really isn't the right word for it. I take this time to examine him, he's about 6'4" more heavyset, race is lost on me because of the mask and gloves. He wore a balaclava, what a cliche, and had a gun. I told him I didn't have any besides three dollars which i gave to him very quickly. He didn't believe me, I heard a deafening sound. Then a sharp pain. I fell down again, and I looked at my shirt, ha the irony my blood drive shirt being drenched in blood, and that's all I could think as everything faded away, and I woke up. This dream kind of scared me, it felt so real, but thats pretty much all I have to say. I thought it was kind of interesting because I've never had a dream like that. Anyway that's really all I have to say right now. I'll talk to you guys later.

Lates Dawg,
Michael.

You know how it goes

So today i was informed by a close friend of mine that my blag has gone unupdated since last year which i find kind of ridiculous, isn't it odd how fast time flies when you're doing absolutely nothing. just kidding i do alot of things well not a large variety of things but definitly something happening everyday. i enjoy my life quite thoroughly right about now. i dont think it could be going any better. so heres whats been going on lately i have been playing a lot of a game called persona 3 and/or 4. i dont know if i have mentioned them in any of my previous blags but they are probably my favorite games. the whole premise of 3 which is the one i am currently playing is that you are trying to stop the shadows from taking over this japanese city and you do that by shooting yourself in the head with a gun called an evoker which unlocks your inner soul, and summons something called a persona which is who you are on the inside. however the main character has the abilety to switch personas. the game is highly dependent on you making friends which is funny because this game makes you play for hours and hours at a time to get anywhere in it. ok this game is kind of ridiculous because what you have to do is you are a junior in school so most of the time you are spending doing homework and meeting friends and the such but at least the way i do it is right before a full moon you level up for hours at a time because the full moon means boss, really really hard boss. anyway i could go on for hours about this subject because this game is just that awesome so ill stop. so an update on my personal life ive been dating kim for like 4 and a half months now, which is wierd because it feels like a lot less but i feel like ive been with her forever. its odd. but she is pretty much amazerful, and the greatest valentine on the planet. and my first which is kind of loserish but hey who cares right? nothing really else has changed so here comes the part where i ramble on about nothing i suppose. so i realized that my stomach is progressively getting smaller because i dont eat as much as i used to which is a good thing and a bad thing, its bad because i cant just load up on food like i used to but i also dont need to eat as much which is nice. i realize i that i may be starting a legitimate band soon. which is pretty awesome, ive always wanted to do that, we have a bassist a maybe on a drummer and two guitarists. thats pretty cool. um i like to read but i dont have time to or when im in the mood im kind of two tired. theres a little bit about me. ive always wanted to try turducken it sounds so gross it has to be good. well thats it for now i suppose. i love all you guys who read this. thanks.