Post by james thomas on Sept 7, 2009 0:12:17 GMT -5
James couldn't believe that he had practically spent the whole day at the pier. He remembered arriving some time between three and four o' clock and it was now beginning to get darker outside and the entire pier was lit up. You could probably see the ferris wheel lights if you were on a boat coming in from the middle of the ocean. He was bored so that was why he had decided to come down and goof around at the pier, although he never imagined he would stay almost all day. He had gone on a few rides but they only hold your attention span so long when you're all alone without a buddy to ride with, considering most of the rides required two-seat carts and whatnot. James usually ended up getting stuck with either some chubby man that smelled like chili dogs or some young teenage girl that wouldn't stop staring at him. After those ones, he would sometimes feel like he was being stalked or watched her something. He also had to sit by a dude who looked him over and then smiled and nodded at him. That guy made him shiver and he definitely had to label him as a creeper. Not that he didn't like people just because of their sexual preferences because that was their choice not his and a person can't change that but he wasn't into guys looking him over. It was just creepy to a straight person.
So now after his long carnival-type day, he was sitting on an empty bench eating some blue cotton candy he had just bought because it was a snack he'd been craving. He was located some where in the middle of all the action going on on the pier, but a little closer to the entrance. He watched as families and couples, random people slowly began exiting as the time edged closer and closer to nine o' clock. Most of them were heading out to go snuggle in their beds and fall asleep with dreams in their heads but James was not sadly, although he wished he could. Having a sleeping disorder wasn't always fun, yet it does have its perks. For instance, you can drive around on empty streets, you can usually find the best twenty-four hour places to go to, all kinds of fun stuff you can do late at night rather than trying to fall asleep when you know for a fact that you can't. Lucky for James, he's been an insomniac for quite a while now so he was pretty good at finding ways to entertain himself without getting bored. He knew he was bound to be up late tonight so he planned on finishing up his cotton candy and then maybe walk around if the rides and stands started closing down before he finished. He figured that he'd probably finally fall asleep at five in the morning and possibly sleep till eight or nine maybe, but that was just a guess. There was also a possibility that he wouldn't get any sleep at all, even if he was tired. You see, once you get used to not sleeping until a certain time in the night/morning, it gets harder and harder to get to sleep in between that time frame. Most of the time he conked out at around five or six am, but there were some mornings that he wouldn't fall asleep at all. He's pretty good at getting some daily naps in though. Those are the times when his mind stops running. That's another reason why a person can't sleep; because you're mind keeps working and doesn't wanna shut down. It's like he's thinking of one thing and trying to get everything out of his head but then he's got something else crammed in there, it's like constant thoughts and trust me, it gets pretty annoying.
The twenty-year-old shredded big fuzzy pieces off of the fluffy and sugared snack and popped them into his mouth, feeling it all dissolve on his tongue. He thought that was so cool and felt weird. He stuck out his tongue and attempted to see if he could check to see if it had turned blue yet. He probably looked like an idiot, but he didn't care. If people wanted to think of him like that, then whatever. They had no clue who he was anyways and he didn't know them. As he extended his tongue out as far as it would go he looked down, trying to catch a glimpse. Yep, it was confirmed. His tongue was a tint of blue. He smiled as his tongue went back into his mouth. He thought it was cool, although, sitting there eating cotton candy and trying to see if his tongue had turned blue yet made him feel like a little kid again. But, he was an odd one that was for sure and he didn't mind that much because that was who he was.
FOR ,,[/color] aurora!
WORDS ,,[/color] eight hundred twenty eight!
STATUS ,,[/color] complete!
MUSIC ,,[/color] Crooked Teeth - death cab for cutie!
EXTRA ,, [/color] wow that's the longest post i've made! yay! haha
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