Whatever Comes to my Crazy Mind

I'm watching a really dumb movie, but the hope that it might get better keeps me from changing the channel...I should just change it. Damn the remote is on the table. I'm way too lazy to get up and get it. "New message from Billy!" just keeps flashing in the corner of my left eye. I'll answer the kid now...I guess. Just him talking about periods. It should gross me out. Maybe. Whatever I don't really care. I'm pretty chill I guess. I know all the passwords that you don't know. Huh? Mama? Hiiii? lol pretty funny...most of time. Cock Block King is the one with the questioning words. Whatadumbass. You don't even know I spy on you whenever I am bored. Muahahaha! My medz are starting to wear off. That's ok...now you may see the "real" me. If people are even real to begin with. people are dumb...boo long car rides after walking 4 and a half hours. When I look like I'm sleeping in the car that does not mean I want to start a conversation. SHUT UP! let me sleep woman. why do people insist on calling during my naps? bitches...
moving on...
not that I'm really making sense or moving on from anything important. does that make sense? who cares. You whore, stop being there or here on the planet. every time you are mentioned I get suspicious. Should I talk to you? to see if you got in? Your friend says i should. My mom wants to know. damn she wants to know everything...yeah it get super annoying. the people in this moving have terrible English accents. I'm still too lazy to reach for the remote...it is NOT a clicker. No matter what you say. I call it what I want. Sunday is far away...at least the bitch has found a new guy to gab about, eat dinner with, and hopefully spend the night with. maybe she will stay farther away from other guys for a little while if she has her own? just a happy thought. I'm loud. I do not mean to be...sorry. You say it's ok...I like your loudness even though you don't like when I show you what it's like. excited for rollercoasters on wednesday. Hopefully my parents don't leave me lost in a theme park yet again. they are good parents. Sometimes dumb. Dad is uptight most of the time. Mom gets on my nerves. No one is ever good enough. Everyone else is on my side though. Even gommy and Dad. That means she is wrong. She doesn't know me like you do. That's why I'm closer to you. Food. I eat because I'm bored. I'm bored now. It is one of the few times I don't feel like eating. Weird...I always do. Is there something wrong? Random. I remember some of those words from the memory test...woman.mouse.matron.patron.desk.office. Maybe office is from the other test. I don't mind being a lab rat. UGH that one lasted 3 hours. That was the death of me. I'm still alive. What the hell dude! It flashes no more. I haven't delivered the important message of truth. Ah! I just don't want to hurt your feelings. I'll tell you some other time. It's 11:59 he says I should stop at 12:00. I guess I'll listen this time even though he owes me. ok. It's only because I like you a little. Ok a lot. AH!!! 12:00am What would I be like if I never took these medzz? Would I be like this all the time? SCARY

Evil Shower Monsters in Boggs Hall!

             The residence hall that I live in, here at UGA, is called Boggs Hall.  Yes, even the name of it is gross sounding to where monsters should probably live here.  Lately, I have come to the realization that there are most likely evil monsters in the showers.  I only say this, because it is a true fact, and since I have found out about these monsters I feel as though I should share the secret with the rest of the world.  Yesterday, after my blazing hot shower, which scolded my back and also made the droplets of water on my skin into ice sickles, it finally dawned on me that the only reason a shower could ever be that terrible was if evil monsters were stowed away behind the shower heads and temperature knobs until someone came in to take a shower.  I believe that the monsters' main goal is to inflict pain on any resident living in Boggs for the sake of their own entertainment.  

               After returning to my room after the worst shower ever, I thought about if this whole monster thing could actually be true.  Once I thought about it for a while, all of the dots connected in my brain and those dots spelled out "EVIL SHOWER MONSTERS!", in side of my head.  So now that those dots are connected I have a clear image in my head of what these monsters look like, how the act, and how I will someday either kill them or hopefully escape from any harm they may bring upon me.

               Ok so here it goes.  These monsters are most likely an awful shade of green such as mildew or throw up, or they are a disgusting brownish color, you know the one.  They might be a little hairy, but since they live in the showers, their hair is coated with rotting shampoo and conditioner, shaving cream, and moldy shower water.  It all makes sense now why the bathrooms in Boggs have a very distinctive smell.  As for their personality and characteristics, they are of course evil, they prey on those who just want to have decent hygiene, but I guess since the monsters smell so awful, they want everyone else in Boggs to sink down to their level and be miserable.  What these monsters do is sense the residents in Boggs who want to take showers, wait at their posts behind the shower heads and knobs and the once any resident gets the temperature just right...BAM scolding hot water!  If that doesn't happen, then it's only a matter of time before the monsters wait until you're about to rinse shampoo out of your hair and then switch the water to a freezing cold rain until goose bumps rise so high on the skin that it feels as though your skin will burst at any moment.  

               So now that I have realized that these monsters really do exist, I have come up with a plan to get rid of them.  What I am going to do, is once I get into the shower and spend the ten minutes trying to get the temperature just right, I will turn the knobs all different ways hopefully trapping the monsters' hair to where it twists in the knobs, and causing them to have so much pain that they won't want to change the temperature anymore.  As for the monsters living behind the shower heads, I will clog it with shampoo, shaving cream, and conditioner so that maybe it will reach up to them monsters, make them smell good, and then they will realize that good hygiene isn't such a bad thing after all.  The best part of this situation though, is that I am moving into a townhome next school year and there won't be any evil monsters left over after I try out my plan...hopefully.