3:30 blogging

I am a terrible writer when it's late and I'm tired (it's currently 3:20 a.m.) but I felt like blogging so I am going to write a story that I got the idea for like 2 minutes ago. It is definitely a true story that you should believe whole-heartedly

One time it was Valentine's day and I was feeling so lonely and sad and I was moping and crying becaus eI was single and that was just dumb of me then all of a sudden I heard the mail man come so I rushed to the mailbox and low & behold there is something for me. It was a secret admirer Valentine! There was an array of flowers that were hand drawn on the envelope. When I opened it up I gasped. It was so elaborate, I knew in that moment that the sender of this Valentine was to be my future husband. So I took it to a handwriting specialist who examined the handwriting and identified it as Gregory Gragg's handwriting. Gasp. Not Gregory Gragg!

At this point I decided to run away because life just didn't make sense anymore. So I packed my few belongings and headed south. Eventually I got to an ocean (I think it was the tip of Florida) but I didn't think I was far enough away from where I started so I began to swim. Then I remembered I am completely deaf and my hearing aid went bad from the water so I didn't hear the Giant Wave coming until it was too late; the damage was done. What kind of wind causes a mini-tsunami to just come out of nowhere?

Well as the story goes I was washed ashore only this time I landed in the middle of Mexico where I made many valentine's day friends and about 20 of the guys in my class asked me not only to be their Valentine but also whether I would marry them. I said no I am waiting for the right guy. Then this curly-headed guy came up to me and said, "Hi, my name is Right Guy and I would like to be a part of your life. And you are?"

After a brief introduction I was now the surf-team coordinater [see how I tied that back in? See??]

I really want to ride on a train before.

This is hard because I get a thought and then all the older people in my classes can't remember what I just said and similarly I can't say how much I would have said to the man but I am running out of thoughts and they are coming faster than my fingers can go but most of them don't make sense either so I think it is Maryann's bedtime; but fortunately tomorrow is Saturday and therefore I can sleep Halleluia, Halleluia Praise the Lord place his holy name <3

In the morning I will see if any of this made any sense. I can't think or see straight right now. By the way I am sober right now...just very tired. Maybe sleepiness makes me high, haha.

Okay I love you all a lot and if you know me you should text me and/or be my friend always.

Published 3:34 a.m.


God bless.