What the hell is a blog???

ok so i have no idea what a blog actually is...
but ill tell you a story, and you listen becuase you love me...

once upon a time there was a girl, who was emo but hyperactive and phsyco at the same time (me), she went to sleep one night feeling more depressed then usual because... well lets just say stuff...anyway so she went to sleep in a state of utter misery and in her dreams an angel came to her he was wearing baggy black jeans with a studded belt, he had no shirt and his wings were black, the girl thought he was beautiful... *starts to dream*
ummm where were we... oh yeh so the angel came to her and said
"Do not be sad little one for thou art being watched over by the angels of music, and you will find love and joy soon"
the girl looked at him surprised and answered "But is that possible? For all the misery in the land hath fallen upon my shoulders and every bad word has been thrown at my face, how could i ever find happiness in this wretched world?"
And the angel said "The wretchedness in this world will come to pass"
then the angel looked up towards the heavens and the girl followed his gaze then from the heavens a beautiful voice that could have been god himself started singing
'This world, this world is cold But you dont, you dont have to go You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely and no- one seems to care...'
So taken she by the voice the she did not notice the angel put his arms around her, he stood there holding her for a while then when she looked up into his face he whispered "Hold on" and was gone.
Then everything went black and she woke-up.
'What a strange dream that was she thought to herself'
* * *

The next day she went to school but nothing seemed to have changed and she thought to herself
'what am i thinking? why would it have changed? it was just a dream...' but she still hoped that it wasnt just a dream.
When she got home from school that day she went onto her email account and saw 3 new emails, she was about to delete them because the first were just hate mail but then she saw the 3rd one and noticed it was from an email address that she had never seen before so she opened it up, when it had finished loading she gasped and almost fell out of her chair, the email was a picture of the angel that had come to her in her dream, his name was Billy Martin 'ive never heard of him before... i wonder why i dreamt of him?' she thought, then she decided to listen to some music so she turned on the radio and guess what was playing? the same song she had heard in her dreams.

Now as you can imagine she was pretty shook up by all this 'its just a coincidence she thought to herself, i mean its not possible...' She listened to the rest of the song and jotted down the name of the band 'Good Charlotte".

From that point on her life turned around, her family moved to australia, and she got a georgous boyfriend called Jason who looked like Billy...

And her favourite band was always GoodCharlotte.
THE END


Random or what? but its a true story, that is how i came to love good charlotte :), (and yes people talk weird in my dreams... deal with it. lol )

... this is a picture of my angel :)