Some random Coheed obsessed boy writes his thaughts. Warning: Cricket will be mentioned.

Monday, March 27, 2006

This is no beginning, this is the final cut...

Lasts nights dream was weird and upsetting in some kind of way...

I dreamt that my parents woke me up during the night suddenly and told me I had to pack my bags as we were moving to Australia and we only had half an hour before the cab arrived to take us to the airport, so i had to rush around getting stuff i needed quickly. I wanted to phone my friends to say Goodbye, but when i phoned Antoni his parents answered me and told me Antoni wasn't avaliable to speak to, but when i asked to speak to him they put the phone down on me.

I then phoned Lucy but there was no answer and no one picked up, and then i was holding my mobile phone in my hand over some peoples names and i started calling them, but i decided to cancel it. Hmm.

Then, i walked out of my corridor and Phil Mitchell's kid Ben from Eastenders was standing in my hallway with some rugby shirt on, and then Phil Mitchell walked out of my warddrobe and Ben is like DADDY!!! and they ran and hugged.

End.

Weird...

Currently listening to: Coheed and cambria - Junesong provision(no other better song to start the day)

good morning sunshine awake when the sun hits the sky
look up the sounds that surround the day you died
she waits for me outside near a hole in the ground
in the one way thinking you might get the upper hand
dear newo ikkin how's apollo been treating you
has he been a good boy since the day i left
give him my love and a sweet kiss for his head
cause i won't be coming home, when you get this i'll be dead

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