Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarettes, Weed

So I FINALLY figured out (with a LOT of help from Jyamaigo) why I haven't been able to post. My friggin browser doesn't support the post button. So I've had to go and use a different browser just to make a post. What an effort, right? The things I do for the readers who I think I have out there and are possibly non-existent except for in my head, mind, imagination thing.

Get me some syrup. Or painkillers. Cigarettes not so much. Don't like the smoke. Maybe some weed. Depends on the effect it'd have on me. Hell, just get me everything. Particularly painkillers. Few cuts and bruises I have that would do quite nicely with a painkiller. It might just hit the spot.

And yow. Merry belated Christmas to y'all, now that I once again have a post button. I guess that was Jyamaigo's gift to me. The gift of a little bit of internetz know-how. I suppose I had a jolly Christmas. A fun time it definitely can be. A fun time I think I definitely had. But now it's over.

Mummy's left me. Took herself and my brother on an overseas vacation. Left stuck at home with daddy boy. Guess who's stuck with all the cooking and cleaning? You're a long way from boasting and bragging now, Mr Sleepless Sleepyhead. And guess what? The tension is finally starting to build. It's been building for a while but you know, eruptions and all. Not feeling it at the moment. It being the love.

Life's mysteries aren't so mysterious anymore. Losing the ability to appreciate them. Such an analytical mind wasting away. Nothing to do, nowhere to go, no one to see. Except one. And it sucks because no matter what I do, the dice never rolls in my favour. But oh well, I just keep betting and hoping that one day Miss Lady Luck will shine her big ass beaming forehead my way and just shine some dust on me. Like Pixie Dust. But BETTER =D. One can hope and one can dream. That's what I do best. I sit here and dream. One day, I'll shape the reality.

Now feel the static,

The Sleepless Dreamer

Merry Christmas

WELL, ITS CHRISTMAS TIME, A JOYOUS OCCASION FOR ALL TO CELEBRATE!!!!

USE this TIME to show auwlll those you LOVE and CARE about how SPECIAL they are and how EVERYONE deserves to have a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Exchange those gifts
Exchange those smile
Exchange those season's greetings
Exchange auwll that nice food (Coz sharing is caring right? :P)

EAT up, DRINK up, CELEBRATE and go CRAZAYYYYYYY!!!

Time with the FAMILY and those you LOVE.
Time to be HAPPY and just SMILE!

BABY GRRL, i wish YOU and your family a Merry Christmass especially~
Thank you for being such a superSTAR ^^ and being so lovely for mee :)) iLyyyy ^^
To ma family and bro/sis,
I appreciate all you guys have done, I can't even begin to describe how grateful I feel~
My mayne TSD, and ma BRO Shadowlordz~ Imma have to give you guys yo gifts real soon.
Thank ya'll for making me who I am today. And letting me be who I say I am =P

So much LOVE for YA'LL!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NBA TOMOLO TOO, OMGGGGGG LEGGOWW!

And yeah TSD, this mayne WILL take it easy today hahahaha!


Take it easy!
Mr. Jyamaigo


MERRRYYYY CHRISTMASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

SiiGH

I wonder how long it'll take for someone to notice me hahaha

I'm pretty out of it.

What to do...


Mr. Jyamaigo

Transformation

And I wonder why I can't sleep. TSD, you no longer sleepless. Seems like I've taken over that responsibility. Coz I literally cannot sleep. Somebody save me please. Mr. Jyamaigo

Hunting for blood.

Apparently that's what i'll do if you mess with me...
One word.
LOL

Anyway. Is what i'm doing really that hard to see?
I understand it may be the most complex, but it's also the most simple for a reason.

Is anybody out there?
It feels like I'm talking to myself.


Trying,
Mr. Jyamaigo

I done fucked up.

...

Skittles.

Quite the opposite. The best concert I've seen in my life. It was M&Ms and Eminem. That's right. Marshall Mathers himself. Along with Lil Wayne. With the Hilltop Hoods as the appetizer. But who needs anything else when you have Eminem as part of the line up? It was off the HOOK. We literally screamed out lungs out. Well, i'm sure i did. Till i turned up to work this morning and continued talkin' till 5:30 in the evenin. Then i still felt like rappin'. But i digress.

The show. First off. The line when we got there? It was literally people in layers wrapped around the whole stadium. We feared that we wouldn't even make it into the stadium by 8:30 (coz that's when Eminem would be scheduled to start). But a calming of the nerves and we kicked it back a bit while we waited for TSD to make his way to the stadium. By we i mean and my special grrll =P

When we got the tickets, there was no line. And the security seemed to just want to hurry everyone in. SO WE BOUGHT MERCHANDISE ONCE WE GOT IN. EMINEMMMM. Changed and sat. was looking to be a little anti-climactic coz we were just sitting there watching people still moving around, Hilltop Hoods bouncing around on stage and the sun still refusing to set. Food and drinks were overwhelming to get. We were lucky to even get chips and one round of drinks. We could've had two rounds, but the machine broke down so twas all cash. And guess what i had on  me? Card.

But one was apparently enough. Tipsy as can be ;) well, not me. =P People just needed to lighten up and loosen up a little so we could enjoy the show. Sometimes i reckon it's not the alcohol at all, it's the state of mind. It's a pre/intra/post-concert thing. If it really IS that good, you'll LOOK like you're high no matter the situation. And high we was.

Now, tipsy? Yes, that was ME! HAHAHA. So much emotions, so much to take in, so little time. And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go. Sing with Eminem we did because tomorrow he was taken away, tour over, amazing shows completed. That white boy rapper got me so damn high hahahaha. Massive entry, got every single crowd member on their feet and no one, I repeat, NO ONE sat back down. He was that damn good.

Even got Weezy on stage for a performance of No Love. And Royce da 5'9' was there too. Truly Bad Meets Evil. I mean I was there. And I am one evil little bad kid ;)

Now while Mr Jyamaigo and that special girl were just chilling, relaxing, waiting for me, I was on the phone trying to ring the kid and find out where he was. But like half an hour later of looking around the stadium we realise there's two different Gate C's and we finally meet up. And no drinks allowed in. But what? And merch was good. But Wayne was better. And Eminem was wayyyyyy better.

Chase that pain and replace that feeling. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. But that was the best concert....EVER. I so hope he comes back next year.

Mr. Jyamaigo & The Sleepless Dreamer