** KBarnes **

Strong willed, stubborn, ghetto, yet fab-u-lous. Dreams, ambition, the top, my one wish. Rap, music, the radio, and industry too. That dream boy, My City, all I want is you. The life, the times, everything in your grasp. The answers to questions, go ahead and ask.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Waste.

I spent thirty minutes on a post, writting and perfecting it. Then it all vanished. That will never happen again. Errrr....

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Dreams...

So recently I've been having these dreams. They're kind of odd. Well, I mean, I don't know...How about I just lay the dream down and we take it from there.
The dream begins in a convienent store, another randition of it had me on a subway, and yet another had me on a plane, continuing on...What happens is, an unidentified assailant takes a person hostage. It's normally a dark haired lady, someone I've never seen before though, with each dream her face is blurred and subdued. Anyways, as the dream rolls on there is a gun brought out and placed to the hostages head. Now, with each dream there is an exact moment where I step out from the rest of the people, they too are just blurs. I step out and begin talking to the criminal at hand. I beg him to release the woman and take me, I say things like, "She is terrified of you and you're causing her pain. - Why don't you just replace her with me - I'm unarmed - I'll do anything you say - Just don't harm her or anyone else." After talking down the person, I remember something about a "bad day"...Like, "We all have our bad days..." I finally get him to let go of the hostage and I'm standing in front of him, gun pointed at my chest, and I just try to coax him to put the gun down. "There's no reason for it - Nobody wants to be hurt here, nobody is trying to hurt you..." Then something goes wrong and the gun goes off and I'm hit. Every time the gun goes off I, of course, wake up. Now...isn't that interesting. But that's not the only dream I have...
The other one involves a big area. Probably like a school or mall or something. Again a man with a gun begins to terrorize everyone with an arsenal of weapons. Everybody is crouching down to spare themselves bullets and finally he walks toward me and says, "Do you believe in God? If you say no I'll spare your life." But, that's just not me, I stand up (gun pointed at my forehead mind you) and say, through gritted teeth, "Don't spare my life, just pray God spares you eternal pain and torment." Then just as plain as anything a smirk crosses his face and he pulls the trigger. Then, I wake up.
These are some awkward and profound dreams I'm having. I'm unsure of what to think about it all. Honestly, what does it all mean? Is my brain trippin' out on me or what? Hmm...Something to think about. Anyways, that's all for now.
--Kandy

Saturday, August 27, 2005

One Mo' 'Gain...

Here we go.
I'm currently in Arlington, Texas, USA. I'm in school, and THUS, should be quite able to keep a rather current blog of my life. I mean honestly, it's not that hard to type a few random words and give it a catchy title and display it as a post. Yeah. So here we go again. Hopefully I can keep it up. I really need to study now. More later...I hope.

--Kandy