Three Hundred and Forty-Nine

A day at the Renaissance Festival.

Truly an amazing experience.

I got to witness: 

Potions and ingredients for spells.

A witch who will soon become a mentor

:)

Trolls walking around making his mate call

(it kinda freaked me out)

A family of beautiful gypsies

with another baby on the way.

A fair lady playing her harp.

Kids wondering where the beer is being kept.

A beautiful baby boy that relies on pots and pans for entertainment.

A mug of tasty mead!

A breath-taking Knight, 

that later got killed while jousting.

***

I must admit the day was a very magical one.

You better believe I am going again.

Sadly to say, the moment I hopped into the car, 

the magic was swept away by just ONE phone call.

Being defeated by one of your kind 

has to be the worst battle one can ever fight.

You cannot run for cover,

because what you know as safety is now your enemy.

My mother has always been tough to please.

Emotions are not really her thing.

So how did I become so emotionally sensitive?

While my friend suggested something that I'm giving thought to,

I couldn't stop thinking about how harsh my mother can be.

She gave away Gaga without my consent.

Without me saying Good-bye!

The whole hour drive was equivalent

to an emotional roller coaster.

From laughs to tears, and repeat,

my thoughts slowly began to clutter.

Each phone call I kept getting was worse than the one before.

I arrived home only to get even more upset.

My own kind used my weakness against me.

She mocked my emotions like if it was a game.

I don't think I've ever been this upset before.

So much tension in the house

and all was against me.

I lost this battle and my wounds are severe.

To recover feels like it will take a lifetime.

 

The flower that never made it to her arms.

The irony it carried the moment it decided to break before it arrived home.

I'm an emotional wreck!

Three Hundred and Forty-Three

A tea party gone  m a d .

Today we initiated 

Um from UmBridge

although after a game of scrabble 

we figured she should really be the 

R e d Q u e e n 

Three Hundred and Forty-One

in·flu·ence

the capacity to have an effect on the character, development, 

or behavior of someone or something, or the effect itself.

Not all influence is bad.

 Yet because its overly used to describe negativity, 

people automatically assume the word derives from bad.

I have never been one to shut my mind on someone's thoughts and ideas.

I feel the more open I am, the more influenced I become.

Because of this I can grab what I like from a personality

and add it to my personal twist.

Today hands down, was one of the BESTest days ever.

Walk for the Animals

@ 

Huizenga Plaza

Of course I love when people relay on me for directions.

After excessive amounts of u-turns and wrong exits,

we knew we were at the right place when we saw more 4-legged creatures than actual people.

lol

Gaga found a new friend

she was just too happy

;)

Monchi discovered that he prefers mustard over ketchup.

Gaga is going through identity crisis,

however her new step mommy didn't mind it.

Never step on the tracks!

Well no one ever said anything about sitting on them.

He does it so good 

he don't need nobody else.

;)

I always had a thing for mohawks

-_-

 

Mouth full of sandwiches

your souls a bowl of jokessss

I did something I've never ever done before.

I got my palm read.

It was a cool yet weird feeling.

The psychic said many good things.

For starters I'm going to live a long life.

She sees a move very soon and it's going to be a very positive one.

I don't like to B.S people and I am very stubborn.

She also said I am very unstable with my major

which I believe is very true.

I really don't know what I want but in 4 months, 

everything will all begin to get clear and stable.

(Just around the time I become licensed)

:)

She mentioned how I have no love life right now

and I won't have one for a while.

The people I seem to love and want always drift away

and the ones I really don't care for keep sticking around.

But I will find the right guy and only marry once.

She also said something about having 3 children

2 boys and 1 girl

sheeeeeeesh!

I don't know how much of this I like to believe

but she did read me pretty good.

Which leads me to another topic...

I got lots of friends 

but the ones I consider 'best'

are the ones that can read me like if I were a book.

God knows I'm very difficult to comprehend 

but He made it so that when I find these certain peeps

I don't have to struggle at explaining the insides of my head.

The constant struggle I battle to be understood.

These people just need to listen to a few words I have to say and can complete my sentences.

Now the theory I've come up for this is a bit strange

but I believe it has to do with the chemical balance of people.

This means that no words need to be spoken,

just by sight it can trigger the souls.

If I continue explaining I know I will lose you but for the ones that do understand

I guess I shall meet you one day 

:)

You can call it soul mates

I shall repeat...

today was one of the BESTest days ever!