Around and Around The Frozen Fountain

I dreamt of my cousin and my brother turned into vampires. It was scary. I remembered it clearly. It started off with a snake(shit, Alina kata ada musibah) biting this guy, then this guy turned into a vampire. WTH? Doesn't make sense at all. Then my brother Nabil and cousin, Rashad went to the vampire and asked if he could bite them and they willingly wanted to be one. Then, my family all went to the living room and sat together when suddenly my changed my cousin went into the living room and sat by his mom. He's still suffering from the changing process. We warned him not to bite us. I sat near him and then suddenly(again) he became monsterous and tried to bite me. I ran off the room while he was biting his mom. He ran after me and tried to catch me. He caught me and that's the end of the story. I woke up and tried to finish my dream.

So, I continued it like this. I let go myself from his grip, ran down the house and went to car where everybody's waiting. We got off and left the monsters behind.

Scary. But I know vampires don't exist. I've watched twilight but this was way more scary. I can't even recognize the house. I've never been there. It was wooden. I called it a nightmare and I never want it to happen again. E.V.E.R.

p/s: Dreams about vampires shouldn't be a nightmare.

Okay, here's the thing. I can't help myself from loving Taylor Swift. I found out that my expression in my 'about me' sucked! So, just now, I just read Taylor Swift's 'about me' and I can't stop myself from reading. It was great. I've been her fan and sometimes I thought if Taylor Swift could ever be my sister. I have no sisters blaaaa. So let me start off by, Hi I'm Balqish. I am 15 years old and I grow older every 15th of July and my lucky number is 15. I love my cardigan and my black flats but not as much as I love my family. Taylor Swift inspires me a lot and she gave me some ideas on how to write about myself because I was born to be speechless everytime i'm asked to tell about myslef. How do I begin. No, I don't know. Reading her essay gives me something to tell. I over-think things and sometimes i'm crazy. I can't miss telling you that I am talkative. I tell you, if you're in my shoe, you won't suit yourself because I am a totally different human. I hope God won't make any other human who is similar to me so that'll make me special. I love spaghetti that my mom cooks. It's a recipe from my grandmother. I make sure that my hands know how to use a pan. My junior years in High School sucks and from that, thank God I learn about boys. In every stories of a girl, there must be a chapter of her about guys or love and in most stories of the artists in Hollywood where i'm free to rock the stage, they were picked on in their junior high. Isn't that pathetic? Well, awesome for me that nobody in my life had ever tried to ruin my school years, and years to come I hope that won't happen because if that happens, I'll call my cats at home right away and scare the beejezus outta those b*****s. Yes, b*****s, most of them hates and scared of cats. See? Those things I said, I was out of the way. I am talkative. I don't want to talk much here but there's one more thing, I hate cowards. Me myself, I'm not that real tough but i'm pretty tough inside. No matter what I do, I always remind myself that life is just a piece of cake. You fail if you eat, but you're tough enough if you stand up, give a pissing stare at the cake and walk away. Singing is my obsession. Reading is my well, yeap, still a hobby. So thanks you to eeryone who viewed and spent your precious time reading this piece of whatever. I know that you probably have some other good stuffs to do. But anyway, Thank You. As Taylor Swift(probablyitsannoyingyesiknow) had wrote... I love like sparkles and having the last word. And that's real love. --Balqish :)