lee_the_messed_up_punk

my #ucked up life
2002-08-01 03:01:26 (UTC)

aura's, beer, bikini's, and dillusions.

Wenesday 9:07pm

Immmmmm back, ahhahahahahhaha

Im back from the beach, and there shure is a lot to
talk about. I'll try my best to shorten the strange events
leading up to today, but most likley this will be a long
entry(unless my friends get here before im done, than I'll
have to jet, can't let them know, me, mr.cool, writes in a
faggy journal, haha)

The last time I wrote in here I was talking about my
brother driving me to the beach in the morning, and that
shit never happened. I wolk up that morning all pumped to
goto the beach, but he had to leave early, and couln't take
me. I was pissed(not drunk, but mad, or was it sad).
After being extreemly dissapointed I wondered in circles
around my house trying to find something to do.

Nothing.

I then phoned every mc I know and tried to get someone
to come over to do a song, but everyone except for this one
dude wasn't home. He agreed to do a song, which was cool
because he's pretty famous, but he insisted on me coming
over to his house to wright for it. Thats gay. Since I
had no beats I bought a six pack of wine coolers(the vender
was too far and their's this little wine store at the
corner of my street, ps im lazy)and sat up untill one in
the morning creating some of the illest beats I ever have
(no shitting).

When I awoke in the morning the next day, my bro
phoned, and said that he was going to pick me up at five in
the afternoon to goto the beach. Shit, I thought to
myself, I made beats all night for nothing, fuck. I still
ended up getting the beats to that dude, but we didn't have
time to wright to them. I just gave him the disc and said
that I hade to goto the beach, and for him to write
whatever he pleased, and we'd hook up when I got back.

The beach was fun, and enjoyable, but the only shitty
thing is that I got no fucking sleep while I was out
there. The first night I basically just went biking,
hiked, and made a fire. The fire was the best part. When
I was making the fire, it was so windy, and kinda creepy,
since my brother and his girlfriend didn't want to join
me. I just sat there by myself staring at the flames. I'm
somewhat of a piro.

That night I couldn't sleep, and pretty soon it was
morning. I was so grogy, and stupid, that the whole next
day, I felt like I was high or something. I was like a
walking zombie. Did the normal camping things...bla...bla,
and then it was night again. Fire time. That night was
nicer, since there wasn't any wind, and my brother and his
girfriend joined me.

We sat around the fire sharring storys and shit untill
we herd a bear in forest. No kidding. It might of been a
racoon, but whatever it was, it scarred the shit out of us,
and they called it a night. I say shit way too much.

Shit.

I then pissed on the fire, and sat on the cottage
steps finishing off the remainding beer. After it was all
gone, well, from what I can remember I went to sleep.
Maybee for four hours or so, and it was morning again.(that
was yesterday).

Yesterday I biked around the beach taking pictures,
untill it was time to go. On the drive home, I had this
weird flashback about something that happened when I was
drunk. At the beach, while I was drunk I now remembered
taking photo's of the cabin in the dark. I don't remember
why, only that I had this feeling that I had to. That
watever I would see in these photo's would 'change my life'.

When I got home, I spent the whole day(with no fucking
sleep) trying to get my digital camera to work, and once I
finally did it was 7pm.

Holy shit!!!!!

When the photo's came up of the cabin, in the dark, my
heart sank to the ground. There were these strange lights
everywhere(in the photo's that I took of myself in the
mirror). Pink, white and yellow. Kind of like the ghost
photo's you'd see on tv or something. This was the real
thing. I couldn't belive my eye's.

After analizing these photo's, I decided that it must
be a glitch in the camera or something, so I began to do
some tests. I took two hundred photo's, and trust me when
I say this that after that, I can honestly say that
something is definetally fucked up here.

When I would take a photo of myself in the mirror.
-lights, aura's, and sometimes, even white objects would
appear.

When other people using the same camera took a picture
the same way I was.
-nothing

What the fuck is going on?

Now im so expert on these types of things but, I do
know a thing or two about aura's, and thats what I think is
showing up in these photo's, but why? Why is my aura so
bright?

That I don't know.

After baffaling myself with that shit, it was time for
work, and I showed up late. Since I hadnt slept in three
days, it was the longest shift of my life. Fuck did it
suck.

After work, I came home, and just starred at the
hundreds of photo's I have been taking. I deleted the ones
that looked similer and came up with about thirty amazing
ones. There great. I dont understand it fully right now
but I know I will soon, and have a feeling that this
will 'change my life', for the better.

I sent these photo's to my friends that know a thing
or two about aura's and hopefully they'll get back to me
soon. I'll post what they say when they do day hay.

I slept untill 7pm(owww did I ever have a nice sleep),
and just spent a couple of hours talking to friends on the
phone.

If thats not fucked up I don't know what is.

My mother is kinda tripping today, she's saying some
real weird shit, and keeps asking me if im ok. Im more
fine than ever, and she keeps saying that im 'talking in my
head to her', playing mind games. Right now at the moment
she is saying 'oww', as if someone is hurting her. Im
scarred to go and check. Earlier she was taking really
loud, saying that she was praying to some kind of person,
while pointing to the celing. Who knows?

What a fucked up life I lead.

Not a day goes by without the wind in my eyes.

-later-
-lee-
(what a bland entry, I don't have the time to be humerous)
(talk later, gota get ready to party tonight, is my slow
ass friends ever get here)





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