Dream Daze

Yesterday night I had a very interesting dream. So interesting that I still had it in my head today. Playing over and over again just like a movie. It might of been as annoying and overplayed such as this:

My dream if my mind would let me get to it was that I was sitting in a room with so many overly happy people that they started to get more creepy by the second. These dreams annoy me because sometimes I wake up in a sweaty panic hoping this isn't reality. Luckily, it isn't. I do love dreams that distract me from the worst experiences though. I have learned to be happy over the years. Which has helped, a lot.

Birdie Buzz

I open a present what's inside? A box of hair or maybe underwear, the box has a crinkle hopefully no wrinkles and a bow that's tied too, I hear some noise and people with poise but hoping I didn't just hear a moo.

The wrapping is undone now that was fun, and I peek inside the box, my brother mocks hoping it's not chicken pox.. "a bird!" I yell, "a bird!" Hopefully no one heard about the little bird with a head the size of a nerd. 

I go to thank, (although it would of been perfect by a river bank), it's over but not for Rover.

   

This poor Rover but, I did manage to find a parakeet.

~ I made up this poem for all to hear, hoping they don't throw it in to a mirror. ~

Amazing Anna

Over the years, I have developed an interesting style. Not one you would see on the streets on a daily basis. One that fits my personality and mood and of course a style that's different from most people like me.  I want to expand that style so that I can be who I want to be.
     I am the type of kid who enjoys flannel, worded shirts and other clothing like that. Again, most people my age and gender won't wear clothing quite like I do.
     Then, that ties in to my personality. My friends tell me all the time, I'm too dark, too picky in terms of games to play, too "boyish" and that I never seem to be happy. I for sure am not the happiest kid in the world, and not the most colorful stand-out person, but that's what makes me, me. I don't honestly care what others think of me, I think that I am an "Amazing Anna".
     I also take a big load of time to myself. The way I cool down is by myself.
     Nobody understands me. That is why I am quite misunderstood and sometimes compare myself to a lone wolf, (witch I am) hanging out by myself and doing things by myself.
     But always I know I will be an: AMAZING ANNA!