Friday, March 26, 2010



I take the train every day ever since my mother decided to part with our beloved car
The one with the spiderweb sticker on the side
She thought a car was too much trouble so she sold it, and I didn't even get to keep the spiderweb sticker
So I'm taking the train every day, almost

I guess I found out the only thing I'm afraid of getting run over by the train.
And I'm so afraid of it that it's becoming an obsession.
I want to know what happens if I were to fall onto the tracks right when the train is five feet away from me, and I couldn't get away fast enough.
There are plenty of things that could happen to me.

1. I could stand up and run like the wind to the other end until the train stops, and then get off. This is very unlikely because trains are fast, unlike me, and I won't be able to avoid it.

2. I could do what would be wise, which would be to scurry under the platform, where they is a small space you could escape and just get my ears blown off by the defeaning noise instead.

3. If i'm right in the middle and I have no time to get up, I could watch as the train comes closer, then slices me not very neatly in half as it slides forward on the metal thing in the middle that I will be lying down on, having fallen down.

4. If I'm on either sides of the track, on the rocks parts, I'd probably have the worst. I first be crushed, and almost dead. Then my bloody-half corpse would be dragged until the train stops. If someone realizes, the train might never move and I'd just die there. Or, if no one realizes and I haven't died, the train will start up agin and I'd be dragged until enough bits of me get torn off, and then I die.

5. If my day is really, extremely unlucky, I might die before even getting to the platform. Escalators are deathly things and if the step I'm standing on gives way and falls inward, I'd be plunged into a rotating mess of gears and it might just feel like I've been put in a blender. Cream of Nishan doesn't sound too appetizing, but the people that were lucky enough to be standing in front and behind on the escalator me would get a taste.

I did give this plenty of thought, more than I should have
Still, I will take the trains to school and if I do die, touch wood, then, well unlucky for me I suppose
Maybe I'll throw a camera onto the tracks in front of a train and see what happens
If I do, I'll tell you.
If I really do get run over a train and I die, I'll still come back and tell you in my deformed, crushed, mutated form.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010



I haven't posted since the 15th of February
I have done many things since the 15th of February.

I have, worked on my depression
Which has subsided slightly because I have escaped from Van Helsing
With not a stake wound in and out of sight.
I met plenty of new friends
And we've been haunting hallways at night rattling chains

I wrote a few new plays
Destroyed some.
I did a show with Buds, I did not forget
The show kept me very, very busy with rehearsals and all
And the rehearsals were not exactly easy as hell.
It ended late at night most of the time

Another thing that ended late at night was the I am Gifted programme
I cried so many times, I lost count
But it was inspiring shit.
I told mother I loved her in front of about two hundred people.
I'm not so terrible.

I really am not evil, I just kill people.
Especially since now apparently everyone loves Tokio Hotel
Bloody hell, i've been with them way before they were famous in the US
I know more about them than you will ever, end of novel.