Dream: Phenom 10/26-27/10

Ok so I had this dream last night. I don't know what most of it was about but some of it was important.

I remember being at a school and a funeral. First the school, that's where I saw the computers. I was with people I knew and didn't. We were upstairs and in a place I didn't recognized.

Next place:

I was at a funeral. I don't know who's but I knew the person. I didn't know the people there but I talked to them as if I did. I was looking for someone, as if I had a clue and that they would be there. I was looking for them and running away from someone. Maybe the same person, I don't know. I have been walking around for someone. I catch a glimmer in my eyes: Black. It scares me and gives me a shock. I don't know why this scares me so much and gives me so much anxiety but it does and my conscious knows more than I do. Later on I am hanging and talking to my friends ( I don't recall the conversation or if we were even talking and I was just put there in a different scene; I don't know these people but my dream does) I see him in the corner of my eye. Look at him square in the face. My dream zooms into him and he is smirking. I instantly crouch down in FEAR! I don't know where this fear is coming from or why but it's overbearing. I start to cry in my dream while holding down my head close to my knees. This is fear. The person that made me have this fear in my dream was, in his Wrestlemania attire, The Undertaker. I have NEVER been scared of this Superstar before but in this dream, I felt a fear I have never felt before.

Why was it him? Why was I scared of him? Why did he smirk at me? Why was I looking for him? Was I looking for him? Who was I looking for? What does this dream mean?

Thanks for taking the time to read this. Waking up, this took me be suprise. I hope to find the truth

Your Dream analyzing, future of the WWE, and kinda infamous, Mo

I am MORE than a fan

Ok, some things to know about me :)

I am an avid fan of wrestling, more specifically, WWE Wrestling.

I collect anything I can. I have a Randy Orton, Edge, Kofi Kingston, and John Cena Summerslam cups. I have a John Cena:Cenation poster on the back of my door. I'm not a big fan of John Cena, but he is a wrestler, which means I respect him more than a normal person that I'm not a fan of. I have a Summerslam poster on my wall. I also have a Hell in a Cell 2010 collectable cup. I have like 4 WWE Magazines. I just got a job recently so that's why I don't have more than that. I still have my Hell in a Cell ticket stub. I have a Hardy T shirt and a Hell in a Cell T shirt. I have lots of stuff from Hell in a Cell because that's the first PPV and WWE I have ever been to and it's also my only one. I plan to go to more of course :)

I also have a more creative side to me as well when it comes to WWE wrestling:

I have wrestling gear drawings hanging in my room. These are rough sketches of what I would like to wear to the ring. The more important thing that I have is my Diva Diary: Road to Wrestling. It consist of outfits, themes, characters, finishing moves, plans after and before high school, and much more.

I'm not really a planner, but wrestling is more important to me than anything so I want it it to be perfect, or at least work out for me. I would do anything to be a wrestler.

My Plan:

after high school, immediately pursue in wrestling by joining WWA4 in Atlanta, Georgia. I don't care about college much but I will enroll at Clarks Atlanta University. Whatever happens, happens. I will compete in Road Rules and win. I will go back to school and WWA4, afterwards. Then after the Real World is finished taping, I will compete for Road Rules again. I will be scouted by the WWE and drop out of school and frequently fly between Atlanta and Florida because of FCW. After I finish 3 years of WWA4 I will enroll competely in FCW and in a short time get into the WWE, yay.

Superstar, Tik Tok Wrestling Parody song

It took me about about 8 months to finish this. I hope you like these original lyrics

Wake up in the morning feeling like Shane-o
Got my schedule I'm out the door, I'm bout to hit this show
Gonna leave brush my teeth with a bottle of 'Rade
Before I leave for the night this crowd's gonna go insane

I'm talking fans calling up my phone, phone
Never wanna go back home, home
Tellin Miz he just got pwned, pwned
I'm talking posing for a magazine, zine
Always bein' in the scene, scene
Hope the pyro doesn't hit me, me... (Jeff Hardy...)


Don't stop
This shit rocks
These planes have lots of stops
Superstar
Lots of cars
I don't even need a bar
V.I.P
Something stinks
I think it's all of Ryder's grease
Ya know, oh oh oh ohh, oh oh oh ohh

Who cares
Only underwear
All the kids just jump and stare
I'm a star
I get really far
Barely wearing clothes at all
Traveling Seeing lots of fans
They all wanna shake my hand
Ya know, oh oh oh ohh, oh oh oh ohh

Ain't got a care in this world
But got plenty of cheers
Ain't got a workout on my plate But I'm already here
And now the fans are lining up
Cuz the show's bout to start
I think I'll put on my tights and
Get this crowd wound up

I'm talking walking out of this place place
Talking to all their face, face
Hoping the crowd's insane, sane

Now now now, Stay until they get too big, big
And they will get too big, big
But then I gotta go win, win
Prepare for my match and win

Don't stop
This shit rocks
This plane has lots of stops
Superstar
Lots of cars
I don't even need a bar
All my fans
They're so loyal
I think I found some baby oil
Oh oh oh ohh, oh oh oh ohh
(Repeat)

They shout my name
I still feel pain
It's just my job and I love it
The free tickets
Red carpet shows
nothing compares to their reaction
They want my tees
They want to know
That I'm only in it for the wrestling
Put your hands up
Put your signs up
Get yourself UP!

Now the music just starts when I'm strutin'

Don't stop
This shit rocks
This plane has lots of stops
Superstar
Lots of cars
I don't even need a bar
V.I.P.
Something sticks
I think it's Ryder's grease
Ya know, oh oh oh ohh, oh oh oh ohh
(Repeat)

An Original Poem

This is an original poem by me :) I woke up and wrote this in about 5 minutes. I hope you enjoy.


This feeling... irreplaceable

The excitment moving through me is undeniable. TO be ableto wake up with this man

lying beside me is unfathomable. A dream. The quiet breaths that float from his mouth

smell of a faint mint. The cover lie restless above his beating chest. You can feel

the softness of his eyes underneath those buterfly kisses. He's still but we are

moving together. In sync. I reach over, slowly but surely, just to get a rise out

of my own emotions. This is real. He is beauty beyond the gods and feels the same

towards me. Just before he had lain for his sleep he reminded me of all we worked

for. Welooked into each others eyes. I thought of what we had. He thought of what

could be. This was love. This is love. And it shall always be lve. This feeling...

irreplaceable.