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oh look, another RECURRING DREAM
BECAUSE I CAN'T REMEMBER ANY OTHER ONES

it starts out with me walking down a street with lots of willow trees, to a house i vaguely remember being in once when i was really young. one story ranch. i walk in and the place is empty and dark, only lit by sunlight coming in from the closed shades. there is nothing in there except for a bunch of blocks on the floor. kid's blocks with shapes and things. for some reason i can't figure out how the fuck to get the triangle block into the triangle slot, i panic, and the dream is over.

and a side note, No Quarter by Led Zeppelin is playing in the background the entire time. I didn't even know the song at the time I first had this dream. or the last.

my dreams really seem to have no point or real storyline as of lately. but that's okay.
last night i remember dreaming of a house that looked vaguely like my friend sammy's, except with cedar siding (not important but just trying to remember as many details as possible here) and redwood trees all around. it was night when i got there, so i went inside. I walked straight into a narrow, normal-looking hallway with the occasional painting on the wall and whatnot. i kept walking, but there were no doors anywhere else. occasionally i would encounter a few chairs in what looked like a sitting area off to the side in the hallway, but it never ended and there was no exit. i kept walking aimlessly until the dream ended.

another stupid dream. more soon.

I definitely had one or two dreams last night. The only one I can remember was set in a flooded seaside town. There were boats just fucking everywhere. On the flooded streets, on houses, you name it. Unfortunately that's all I can remember. Oh well, I guess a vague recollection is better than nothing.

for some reason, i have an opposition to "about me" boxes. here is where i will give a proper introduction, and i suppose those dedicated enough to go through (hopefully) pages of entries will find this. congratulations.

my name is hailey. i am soon to be 15 years old, although i don't think age is very important. i have one passion in life: art. that is a very broad term, though. more specifically: music and fashion design.

music is everything to me. without it, i would be a shell. it has gotten me through bouts of depression, through fights, feelings of loneliness and despair, and feelings of pure elation. sad as it may seem, music and those who create it are my best friends. i do, however, have a few people that i consider best friends. i really try to be a friend to everyone, but when it comes down to it i am detached from most people. i like it that way.

the people who inspire me most in life are as follows: roger waters, john lennon, george harrison, jim morrison, richard wright, ray manzarek, and freddie mercury. and yes, they are all from my favorite bands. not only their music, but their words and personalities remind me that there are many ways to go about living life. they have all changed mine for the better.

i don't like establishment, i don't like order, i don't like paths. i believe that you should be able to make your own, with no petty rules, people, or religion getting in your way.

above all, i believe that life is beautiful. although i admit for a very long time i did not feel this way, it is very much worth living. break down the walls that others put up and find your own happiness.