Day 10- A dream you had this past week described in detail: 

I remember a vast number of dreams that I have had in the past week. But there is one I will share with you that I have only told one other friend about it. I will be leaving out some major details for various reason’s though.

The dream had started out where I was walking along this side walk with my friend Angel and we were dressed in black dress with high black socks and black high heals. My hair was really long and flowing down to the middle of my back with a head band placed in the middle of my head with a black bow. Angel had the same outfit on except for the fact that she had her hair up in a messy bun and was wearing black ballet flats.

I was apparently in some organization where I would have to complete various mission given to me by some boss guy we all worked for and we all were in groups. My group consisted of Me, Alex Evan’s (I don’t know how he got there), some random guy named James who had short blond hair, and a flirtation guy whom every girl was in love with named Jeff.

In my dream’s I tend to see everything as a third person point of view, just thought I would let you know. How I presented myself in the story was rather the opposite on how I normally act. I was very flirtatious and adored by most of the guy’s, more of less the same as Jeff’s status around those parts. I was new to the organization and to everyone there while Jeff had been there year’s.

Jeff wasn’t able to woe me as I was not able to woe him but we flirted constantly with each other trying to win the other over. We were basically rivals in that category but friend’s to an extent when we weren’t ripping each others hair out of their head.

I don’t remember most of my dream now that I am writing it but I do remember there was a part where there were witches on broom sticks trying to take the life out of some of the people in my group and I had saved them.

The last part of my dream was when I was walking down the side walk with Angel. She was walking me over to Jeff whom was standing with the rest of my comrades. When we got closer I left Angel, walked over to Jeff and smiled at him. He returned the smile then guided us over to the spot under some tree where we were meant to wait for our leader of ‘our’ group so he could assign us our next mission. After that little session, I think I had zoned out from the description but I walked away from them all and walked over to this old lady who was standing sitting in her wheel chair in the middle of the side walk. Standing next to her was a young girl about the age of 14 with black hair and a similar outfit to mine.

“I couldn’t find your grandson, I am sorry. But there is nothing for me to go by except for this useless stack of card’s you gave me.” I said to the lady while handing her back her deck of cards along with some acorn (don’t ask me, it made sense in my dream).

“Oh, well thank you dear. But I guess my grand daughter will take it from here since you have seem to find no lead.” She said then gestured for her grand daughter. “Look at the stack of card’s.”

She began to shuffle them for a moment and I had not noticed before but there were markings along the side’s of the card’s . After she did a couple shuffles, the side of the deck marking’s had made out the sentence , “Matthew Vanque’s.” I had remembered dealing with some one with that name before. There was my lead I had over looked before. I grabbed the deck and acorn back from the old lady and said , “I did not see that before. But now after showing me that, I believe I have my lead I was looking for. I will continue to look for your grandson but I will not be able to get him to you anytime soon. I have other missions greater to attend to.” And with that, I walked away from everyone.

That is the last I remember of it.

 This is what Jeff to an extent looked like. Of course he was not dressed in this outfit for my dream as during a victorian styled period. The guy’s where black pant’s, (jeff and alex wore black pants similar to skinny jeans) and white button down shirts with black ties and black shoes.

Day 09- Five things you want to see change : There are a number of thing’s I wish would change. But for starters, I will say the oil spill. Next on my list I would say, economy. Boy’s would grow a heart is something personal I would wish for. A change in my eating habits. And my family to be happy.

Day 08- Someone you think would make a good president : I Believe my best friend Angel would make a great president. Joking manner’s aside,I don’t personally know anyone who would make a good (well enough) president. That is such a big responibility that not most people are ready to handle. So, no, I do not think anyone would make a good president. The world is such a tough place to keep in control and out of other countries hair’s. There’s always some one out there who is unhappy, we can’t please everyone. And I believe that no one is mature, sane minded, or rational enough to make a good president while providing the best care for every one all at the same time. It is almost impossible.

Day 07- A thank you letter to someone who has changed your life :

Dear person I will not name on a public site, thank you. You don’t know me, well, don’t remember me should I say. But I don’t blame you. You meet a lot of people each day doing what you love and people love what you do. It’s natural for you to forget a few names here and there especially when we’ve only met a few times for a brief session. You changed me into the person I am today. I was always the type of person who hid away in fear of every one’s judging eyes, afraid of standing up for whats right…afraid of being myself. I was scared of what people would think of me. Afraid that if I was to be myself, no one would want to be friend’s with me cause I was quite different then the rest. I not only thought about myself but for other’s as well. Their feelings mattered to me. But in the school I was attending at the time, that kind of thing was over looked and that apparently made you weak. Not only the fact that I had feeling’s, deep down I was very outgoing and random. Having those combination in qualities was very ‘weird’ according to the kid’s there. Sadly , most of my entire middle school life I was locked away in my shell not wanting to be judged random viewers that everyone admired. I had adapted my style of clothing and verbal out takes in hope’s of blending in with the rest. But that was not who I was, not nearly even close. Along came high school, a week later and I was already blending in with the crowd once more, being the new kid in all as well. A couple week’s later and I viewed a video of you being completely random and ridiculous. At first, I thought you were completely weird and stupid to be honest and you weren’t one of my top favorites I guess you could say. But in the back of my mind I realized that I too acted in the same behavior nonsense as you. I was in denial of it only for the fact that I had been lying to myself for so long I had actually started to believe that I was something I was not. I saw how you went around being yourself even if there was some people like me who thought you were really weird. But there were more people thinking you were a real inspiration and loved you which over looked all the cruel remarks about you. And you know what I realized about you too after a couple more weeks later? You didn’t care what other people said about you. That’s what truly inspired me. You were completely fine with your skin and flaunted it around like you were so comfortable with yourself when I couldn’t even do that. I looked up to you as months rolled on by, and even year’s later I still do. You have broke me out of my thick shell and made me into something that people have learned to accept, even me. I have finally accepted the person I truly am and guess what? I love it. As John would say, ‘we have a unique set of genes’. I can finally walk around places with my head up high and a smile on my face because I found myself. Thank you for being yourself, thank you for silently helping me find…me. (:

Dear Angel, you are also part of the reason I am who I am today. I have grown a back bone but a soften heart because of you. I have also gained something no one else can replace nor steal from me, a true friend or should I say sister. You have always been there for you even at times when I was wrong. No matter what I have done or said, you were always there for me standing beside me walking through everything with me. Even at the most difficult battles, I could always look to my side and I would see you standing there offering me a hand. No matter what situation we were in you always found a way to make it better or you would have word’s of advice for me that would help me make it through. We’ve been through practically everything together and we’ve over came the distance my move put between us. I could never ask for a more greater friend because there is none. We plan to do so much together in time and I can’t wait to see what the future  holds for us. You are my true inspiration for most of my projects. You have made me see a different side of life that I couldn’t find anywhere else; A brighter and more hopeful one. You have given me a friend I could not live without. Thank you for doing oh so much for me. You are my true sister, my best friend, my pudding pop. I love you.

Day 06- All your nicknames and who calls you them. : I haven’t been called very many nicknames but here are a few that I have been called. Jessie, by most people. Jess, some of my close friends call me that. Moo Moo’s, my Dad had called me that ever since birth. Why? I don’t know but I don’t mind. It’s different. I used to be called Jelly Bean by some one but we don’t speak anymore. My best friend Angel calls me Cup Cake. And lastly, Vampire girl by my friend Zach.

Day 04- Lyrics to a song that describes your life

I picked : Sharada by Skye Sweetnam

Once upon a time there was a girl
You wouldn’t really call her typical
Had her own definition of cool
She lived in her own world
She had her own style her own rules
She played along like it was usual
Nobody really even knew her name
To her life was one big game

She’s got her head up in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don’t know when she’ll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can’t get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She’s got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, song stuck in her head)

Dreaming all day
That’s all she did
Ever since she was a little kid
All the teacher’s thought that she was slow
She was just dreaming about her show
And when they told her she’s delirious
She didn’t care
She’s just oblivious
She likes to make everyone curious
One day she’s gonna be famous

She got her head up in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don’t know when she’ll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can’t get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She’s got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, she’s got this song stuck in her head)

She got her head up in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don’t know when she’ll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can’t get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She’s got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head)

She got her head up in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don’t know when she’ll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can’t get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She’s got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, her head, her head, her head, her head)