| Wake Up Number 22, Wake Up (a little Mothman Prophecies humor.. o u didnt watch it? well fuck you) |
| A few years ago, I had this dream. It was like this.... i had an encounter with the devil herself. the devil was in my older sister's body but as you know, while youre dreaming, nothing is ever weird. so amazingly, im not afraid of the devil but i just sit and chill with her. i say wuttup as does she. "ask me three questions," said my sister/devil. "okay, how am i gonna die?" "in a fatal car accident." "am i gonna go to heaven or hell?" "um... i dont think you want to know." "when am i gonna die?" "the 22nd." "what month? what year?" "youre three questions are up." she vanished soon after. look at me. im stupid even in my dreams. small other incidents happen, like my older cousin, jenelle, selling her soul to my sister for a stuffed bear. i dont know what the fuck that had to do with anything, but i woke up, a little shaken, but mostly just laughing. i had my permit for more than 6 months and i had to schedule an appointment for my drivers test. you wouldnt believe me if i told you, but guess what date i had to take the test. yeah, youre damn right. august 22, 2001. i wasnt that scared, just a little tripped out. so im taking the test, everything is going all good. no mistakes and shit. then i see the names of the streets. i pass one street. 20th street. i pass another street. 21st street. guess where i had to turn. i swear i aint bullshitting. i turn on 22nd street. im still tripping out, but not too crazy. its just weird, you know? so we get back to the place, i park, and he shows me how many i got wrong. guess how many mistakes i had. if youre thinking 22, then youre absolutely wrong! damn, i aint that bad of a driver. i got 7 wrong. but yeah, that freaked me out just a bit. i mean, taking a drivers test on the 22nd. im supposed to die in a fatal car accident on the 22nd. hhmm.... so heres what im thinking. im paranoid about this damn number, that im starting to see it everywhere. it could have just been a crazy coincidence that i had to take my test on the 22nd and that i had to turn on 22nd street. i could make this number 22 into anything. if you divide 22 by 2, you get 11, as in september 11. so yeah, dont worry about me guys... im just one paranoid bastard. but you know, today is the 22nd... maybe i should keep an eye out.......................... |