The Theories Of A Crazy White Girl

I've been uber busy the last couple days. Trading, buying, and exchanging items on a online community. I'm in to many forums for my own good and I'm having fun all the while.
My Roleplay forums are never dead just slowed down thought my guild seems to be borderline.
It's slow but steady right now.
I'm sleepy but every time I lay down and close my eyes....I have a nightmare.

Dear Readers,

    We try the same thing. Expect different results, as if it were something more then it is. What we see, nothing more, is what we get. This might just be a rant of a sugar high, tired, dieing girl though there were time when you thought too. Your mind, free, open to possibilities, curious, as if there were something more. I Have strange friends, that for their age, know a lot about a lot. I talked to one of my friends yesterday. It was strange to talk to him because I'd never had a one on one conversation with him one on one before then. We talked about a lot and found we both were comfortable on only one subject.
    He was talking about religion I told him my thoughts, he told me his, we both laughed and changed the subject. Then Vampires, to be more exact Vlad Sevish Dracula. Vlad was one of my favorite, no IS my favorite vampire. He was one that was righteous in every way protecting his people with what he could. He was terribly troubled over time, his wife went mad by a disease that ate away at her brain. She had jumped from the roof of the castle, though her body was never found. He was denied the ability to be buried in a Catholic Graveyard, and his brother being his enemy in the end. Though in the end he, none the less, was a hero to his people and either way I hold him high in my book.
    Vlad led us to the world's dominator's first Napoleon, though some how we managed to get our conversation on the topic of Hitler. Hitler I must admit was a vary good leader. He fought for bad reasoning. For those that hate him and don't know his reasonings you shall now learn them. He thought the Jewish were an inferior race because they, with all they're technology at the time, could not save his mother. He hated them for this and decided that to make a pure higher race they were not needed. As for Gypsies, Gypsies served no purpose in his mind. His sigh in the zodiac was an Ox; this means a lot in his behavioral patterns if you believe in such things. He was a great leader and was a vary clear thinker, although once he put his mind to something he focused on it till it was complete. He was a serious person and a practical thinker as well as a hard worker. His down sides were, he was cold at times stubborn, and had quite the temper. He wasn't tolerant and had vary strict ideas of getting what he wanted. He lead his men in to war head on into battle and his battle strategies were horrible. Though he fought like a Viking.
    Hitler was sick, they later did a study on him and they found he had a disease that, in the end, drove him to madness. At one point he was vary sick and was saved by a bottle of Asprine taken off a dead American soldier; although he was killed later on, with to many lost in the proses. Over time he was called a monster, stories grew in to tales of the ones that got away. Books were wrote about it. Survivors Tell they're stories and what not. Though it's all one sided. We shall only know him as a monster because that's the only way they portray him. It's truly sad.
    From Hitler we started to talk about the Vikings. They were one of the shorter conversations. They were mainly based off of force they got high on mushrooms and went into battle. No matter how many arrows arrows you shot at them, they would keep running till they killed you. They felt vary little pain, as they were high.
    It was a vary interesting conversation, that's all I'll say.

This has been another post from:
Bloody Black Nani

Dear readers,

    Out of everything to day I learned never ever ever ever EVER take a person like me to a theme park. Specifically, with a jackass like my father bitching ever single step of the way. First car "Why are we doing this again?" mother- "It's better then doing it next Sunday." Father- bitch bitch whine whine sigh sigh sigh done. Then we got there and AGAIN he's got something to say half way in. Then again when I faked sick to get gone. I don't like theme parks! Out of everything in this world I find that entertainment doesn't seem to surround me in a theme park.
    Reasons:
    1. Kids... Kids are monsters...here, there, and every where, letting them get in the way, as always, but that's not what bothers me the most...What bothers me the most is parents that bring infants. They aren't going to ride rides, they aren't going to swim...GROW UP! YOU ARE PARENTS NOW, LEARN INFANTS SHOULD NOT BE THERE!!!!!!!!!!
    2. Kids SCREAMING not just whine SCREAMING...If you cant control your children, in public no less...don't take them there!
    3. Unwelcome Company they kind that never seems to except the fact you don't want them around so they fallow you everywhere yes I despise you. Though trust me you'll never know because you don't know who you are.
    4. Band-aids in the pool...It's disturbing and I feel secure when I say this...IF YOU HAVE A SORE/ OPEN CUT THAT REQUIRES A BAND-AID...DONT GO IN THE WATER!!!!!!!!
    5. To many Mexicans and African Americans acting as if they ran the place when we all new they didn't. Don't get me wrong I'm not racist I hate everyone equally, and no race is an exception, though I mostly hate people that think they can boss me around when they don't know me. Of course as always thinking they can pick a fight with me over a comment about how I don't work there they have no control over me.

    All in all my day was bad...

Wrote by:
Bloody Black Nani

Dear Readers,

    I do not believe you care nor will read more then the first sentence, so I shall be strange in my wording. If you do manage to figure out what I say, I shall write more. I must admit if you can understand what I say most the time, you will learn a lot and you'll find I'm vary...Unique in the words I chose. Have fun. Hehe.
    I do feel welcome here it's a blog and I like comments. Mainly I like bad comments, the ones so bad they make you cry. If you manage to make me cry...you are quiet a gifted person. I laugh things off vary easily. I do thank this sight for being here. Xanga.com has changed enough now that a simple minded blond like me can not figure it out any more. I guess things these day are not as they were in year ago, I do hope this site does not find it's way to confusing me and, all in all, making me un-add my account.
    Oh what might I say about my future posts. I plan on laying back on what I choose to post. Picking my words Carefully I'll tell you what's on my mind. I'm vary Creative, I do like being crazy, I choose my words wisely I expect you to do the same. I take words seriously and i expect you to do the same as words have great meaning. Words can make and/or break a person, they can make you think rather bad thoughts of a person or make you believe things you'd rather not believe. I can change your mind with the simple gestures i make. I assume you don't care, though, I shall spend time out of my busy day, to help you find what is running through my mind.

    Todays post for the time being:
    When I woke I could go back to sleep. I got online and with out fail everyone, AS ALWAYS, was offline. Is it possible to have someone to talk to this early? I woke and NO ONE was up. My mom had been up, Currently gone, as always I was alone and felt as such. If I were to tell you I didn't enjoy being alone, I would be lying. Although being alone has it's bad times too. no one there to comfort, you to tell you its okay, stop you from coming close to death, stop you from running away. How does one express such a thing for someone to real care. Would they ever miss me? Would they even notice I was not there?
    If only life were better then this...If I ask no question I get no lies and if I expect nothing you don't have a chance to disappoint. I fell it's time to jump ship thought I do believe either way I'll die I'm just waiting for the ship to sink. Suicide doesn't seem so fun but thinking about old age seems worse. Responsibilities, Children, over demanding jobs, Hopeless dreams, Taxes, and worst of all the physical changes. Tisk Tisk now if this wasn't bad enough dealing with this all at once. I don't believe I could handle the poeple, I cant handle the poeple now what would make the future any different?
    I could write the world's secrets on this internet sight. Out of all the poeple that have this sight and will see my blog only about 5 out of 20 poeple will read it, understand it, and really care. What does it matter if you don't read it? I shall end this post now. Leaving you with the thought...

If Tomorrow everything you worked so hard to get was soddenly taken, stolen, right out from underneath your nose. You started to suffer, being tormented by just living. Out of all this that happens, what would you do...would you give up? Would you be a fighter and try to get it back? I know what I would do but to this question there's not an exact answer, no right nor a wrong, just an answer that changes from person to person.

I hope you shall make an effort to think of an answer for it's a waste to have such a mind that could change the world and never use it to it's full potential.

As always I am,
Bloody Black,
NANI