Woven Cognition

Hey everybody. It's me, Chris, your undiagnosed insane blogger!

Before I get into Tuesday, there's something I forgot to mention that happened on Sunday night. While I was watching Big Brother 9, a firetruck went past my house. Nothing particularly out of the ordinary. Not until the fifth one in a row passed by and I realized it had to be some big fire or incident for that. They were going in the direction of  the town I lived, so I thought it was just further in the city, so I ran out to check what was going on. Turns out the problem wasn't in the city, it was at my new neighbor's house.

The firetrucks went down the lane leading to the house. I couldn't see any fire or smoke whatsoever. After I went outside, about three more firetrucks came through, plus some police cars and ambulances. We were all outside and there was such a commotion, cars were stopping and slowing down to see what happened. We couldn't tell. The house was too far away. The ambulance took somebody away, I'm sure. I got some pictures. The whole thing took about 10-15 minutes to clear up. It was crazy.  I hope no one was seriously hurt or worse..

To this day, I don't know what happened. It wasn't on the news and wasn't in the paper. The local papers come out on Friday and Saturday, so we'll see if it's on there.

Anyway, Tuesday was kinda.. shitty. I had a rough time getting to sleep. I fell asleep at midnight and only slept for four hours. Then, I couldn't get back to sleep until around 8 and by that time, it was so bright in my room from the sunlight. Needless to say, going to sleep wasn't going to be easy. I woke up a few hours later, and it was one of those times where it felt like I never fell asleep at all. Like I dozed off without myself noticing. I was crushed up against my headboard and my right arm was underneath me and was numb and cold, which along with my abrupt waking up from a not-feeling-like-sleep sleep freaked me out and I felt so disoriented for some reason. It was so fucked up.

I fell back asleep and I had a terrible nightmare. My house was invaded by these bad people and apparently there was a maze in my basement with other random good people in there. Well, I had a radar for some reason, so I could see them all running around down there. Then I see red dots which indicated bombs. The bombs were from the bad guys and they were killing the good guys with them.

Suddenly, I'm in the laundry room with one of the bad guys and I fall for a trap and I release a bomb switch, which looked like a window blinds pull thing caught on the laundry chute. The bad guy told me a bomb would go off in a certain amount of time. I guess I fell asleep during the dream and dreamt that I reversed time and didn't release the switch. But then I woke up and there was ony 60 seconds left to get out of the house before it would blow up. I got everyone out of the house, and run out myself. The sky looked like it was on fire and I aw a bus go by. Buses ALWAYS appear in my dreams. It was as if it were the time I usually wait for a bus to go to school. My mom and dad come outside soon, too. (Where are my brother and my uncle?) As time runs out, a fighter jet flies up directly above my house and I realize  that it wasn't a timer for a bomb in my house, it was a timer for an air raid. The jer started firing missiles down on my house, but then bullets from some unknown source (I didn't bother looking behind me) shot all the missiles down before they reached my house.

That's it. I like to think maybe it signifies something bad trying to get to me and my family, but fate won't let it happen.

HOW AWESOME WAS BB9!? Hahaha. So long, Joshuah. Now James needs to get the fuck OUT OF THERE.

I tried going to sleep early again last night. Failed. Stayed up on MySpace and talked to friends. Mostly new ones! I even talked to that freak, Dev on Yahoo. Fun, fun. Listened to random voice messages on Snapvine. I was pretty happy 'cause I found some things to block the sunlight out of my room while I'm trying to sleep. Yay for dark rooms! Gaby and I went on Xbox Live and played for a while. It was a lot of fun as always!

After that, I talked to Megan who got SUSPENDED and Drew who likes to steal clothes from people who are wearing them. Then I went to bed. I was sooo tired. Slept until about 6 and now here I am. Done and done.

Did I mention today is my half birthday? Six months to 20!

I'm going to make an actual update for today..

Well, this morning started on a rather disturbing note. Regarding a nightmare I had, I don't remember the first part anymore, unfortunately. But, in the end of it I was looking out the patio window, and above the trees, in the distance, I saw a huge plume cloud of fire. I freaked out because I thought it was a nuke. My family and I ran outside to see that it was actually my neighbor's house that blew up completely. But, the house was to the left of mine where the church is right now.. It was really scary, and I was thinking about how the other people in the community would feel about it.. especially Richard. I'm not exactly sure why.

The day started off well.. sorta. I felt awful, but I took some medicine and my headache went away. I watched ATWT and then went online and proceeded to fuck around, doing the normal things I usually do..

Then I found out that Heath Ledger died and I was completely floored. I was in utter shock and disbelief, and I still am now. It's another case of one minute they're there, the next they're gone. It's so fucking tragic. I thought it was shocking to find out he split up with Michelle Williams, but this is too unreal. He's just not someone you ever picture dying. Ever. I've been reading about it everywhere. Some people on the Facebook groups and IMDB boards are fucking assholes. They write the dumbest, most heartless shit. People said others had no room to mourn him because they didn't know him personally and that he didn't deserve to be missed/he wasn't a good person because he played a gay man in Brokeback Mountain. FUCK THEM! Fucking seriously, those people can rot in hell. I have no tolerance for that bullshit at all.

Some people just make me sick. On IMDB, they were making a game out of who will die next. Laughing and joking how "funny" it would be if Britney Spears or someone else would die. I mean seriously? Grow up and seek psychiatric help. Call me crazy, but I don't think death is a very humorous subject. Unless it's dealt to some horrible human being who actually wears that title loosely. I fall to pieces whenever death hits relatively close because I HATE IT.

Nevertheless, that news really darkened my day and I'm really sad that he's gone. He had so much ahead of him. I told my mom and she couldn't believe it either. She told me "these things happen in threes," and that it happened to Brad Renfro last week, which I knew already and Suzanne Pleshette died a few days ago.. so I guess that's three.. It still shouldn't have happened. I feel bad for Michelle and their daughter Matilda.

RIP Heath Ledger, you will be missed.

On a lighter note, I did watch American Idol and One Tree Hill later on, which brightened my mood up a bit. OTH is so different now. They don't even have a theme song. My brother burned me a copy of the CD I got him for his birthday. Oh, he loved the card and gift, by the way. The Donnas' "Bitchin'" is really good!

I guess that's all. My dad and brother are stranded at work.. we can't get to them, so.. I guess we'll see what happens. This day blows. Later.