If I could have my wasted days back...

I was thinking while I was talking to Lea and I thought of a Metallica line from a song "If I could have my wasted days I would use them to get my life back on track." well I thought about and I looked back on my life and saw I wasted FOUR years of my life. I was really depressed for four years I had one friend and the rest of the world hated me. If anyone asks why here's your answer: I DON'T KNOW!!! The no one every loved me. I hated it. My parents just never bothered because they thought I was just acting like a normal teen. Well I am finally happy and they apparently don't care. I just want to fall off a large cliff and think about no one loves me and how I wasted my life. then to land perfectly fine. i don't want to die yet. i just want to fall. the feeling of wind flowing through my hair. I find peace when i fall. I love to fly but I'm human. oh well there is always sky diving. I'm listening to Metallica right now and the song fits how i feel. Its the song "Until it sleeps." the beginning lyrics are "Where do i take this pain of mine? I'd run but it stays right by my side. so tare me open pull me out. The things inside me scream and shout. and the pain still hates me, so hold me until it sleeps..." There is only one cure. i could let you guess but i feel generous. The cure is being with Lea. Why? She makes me forget. she makes the pain go away. it fades and doesn't come back till we separate. i wish every bad thing that ever happened to not have. but life is chalked full of pain. one has to deal with it. well enough of my problems others have dealt with worse. no use in my complaining.

Your master has spoken...
-ZCF

THERE!!!!!!

It's changed! I finally changed my profile name from "fallow" to "follow". I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE CORRECT MY SPELLING.

Your Master has spoken.
-ZCF

I'm Back!!

I back from a week in Virginia. I had a good time and i earned all of my merit badges. I guess I'll start from Day 1: when we arrived we all got out and started to figure out who tented with who for the week. I tried to get my best friend Nate Guse to tent with me but another person said they called it 3 weeks ago. so i got stuck with Ryan Copper. someone I'm not to "in touch" with(meaning I'm not good friends with this person). well we get our stuff up to camp and unload as usual. well it was raining all the week before so the camp site was still a little muddy. long story short the trailer got stuck, great... everyone grabbed as many sticks as we could and shoved them underneath the wheels. it worked for 2 seconds. then everyone got to the back of the trailer and pushed as hard as we could.we got the trailer up to the road by sheer man power. after everyone got there crap unpack and everyone got settled we got ready for the traditional capture the flag game. i was in all black and i wore a black bandanna over my face. i got to the other side and did some reconnaissance. i found nothing. then i heard my brother scream in pain. i ran out as fast as i could yelling at the top of my lungs "WHAT HAPPENED!?" i didn't see what happened but i assumed what seeing who was standing over my brother. Ryan Wheaton was standing over my brother. i was just about to slug him right in the face for what i assumed. thought he pushed Sean over. Ryan has a past of hearting my brother. then Nate said it wasn't him Sean tripped under his feet and Ryan was right behind him. after that Sean was sent up to camp to receive first aide. shortly after we won the game. everyone was tired and we went back to camp and turned in. Day 2: i was really enjoying my sleep when i heard Mr.Vandenbark yelling "GOOD MORNING POWHATAN!!! ITS TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL!!!" right when i thought he couldn't get more lame he went and said that. we got up and we went to breakfast. before i continue i want to establish this: camp food sucks! well, we went down and ate nothing spacial. merit badge went according to plan. i got to shoot a shotgun for the week(i am an excellent shot by the way). that went on for 2 hours a day. then i went to Emergency Preparedness something that prepares you for all sorts of disasters. then we go to lunch. after that i go to Life Saving which is self-explanatory. after that i went to the Art merit badged. very very easy class. then came dinner, nothing spacial. after dinner we went to the opening camp fire. we saw skits pulled by the counselors. they were lame jokes but they were kinda funny. well after that we all turned in when we got back to camp. Day 3-6: a everything was pretty much the same. i went to merit badges and went to meals and slept as much as i could. as the days went by i reallied on every meal to give me energy. i was always tired. I also realized there was SO much iron in the water from the pipes. The water tasted like BLOOD. it was nasty. soon i relied on Dr.Pepper to keep me hydrated. that didn't do the trick. i was severely De-hydrated that's why i was tried all the time. well i got all my merit badges. that's a good thing. Day 7: we get up and pack all our stuff in the trailer. we head down to breakfast and eat some donuts. after that we check out of camp and hit the road. i started to play Metallica and fell asleep from time to time. the trip was some what uneventful. except when the trailer blew a tire(i wasn't in the vehicle). after that i tried to call Lea and tell her i was fine and on my way home. i got a hold of her right before we stopped for lunch. On day 3 i made my own prophecy i would eat until i got really sick or i barfed. well long story short i was really close to puking. well i got home and i relaxed for a few hours and took a lap so that's that. this is ZCF signing off...

Your Master has spoken...
-ZCF

Gess This is How it Begins...

Well this is my first blog post and I want to do this to let people know what I think. Also i want to get some of my story ideas out to the world so I think I will have fun with that. I had one idea that is a short story: A Day in the Life of a Zombie.

Steve was driving in his car down Cove St. The radio was playing the news. "This i an important news bulletin" said the radio. Steve turned up the volume. "The has been a hazardous outbreak of a strange chemical called XZ-537." Steve seemed worried and he kept listening. "This chemical is a 'zombiafing' chemical. This means that any dead mammal will be revived thus becoming 'undead'. That life form will be indeed a zombie. A zombie will look as a decaying mammal. They will not any pupils meaning they have white eyes. If a zombie hasn't seen you they seem disoriented and lost. Their is no cure. Do not try to confront a zombie full front. Find weapons and find friends to hold out. Bord up windows, nail down doors. Seek shelter. There is an evacuation point. The army is driving out any survivors." Steve was scared now. he quickly drove to the nearest gun shop. There was blood all along the street. Steve knew what happened survivers took all the guns. He had to find a weapon.

Steve drove through town trying to find weapons or survivors. Then out of nowhere a hand smashed through his window and grabed his chest. the hand was green-ish and was cold and clammy. "A Zombie!" Steve thought. Steve immeditly grabed the hand and twisted it. Bones snapped and flesh toor. The hand reared back and steve floored the gas. Two bodies slammed onto the hood of the car. "Crap. Crap! Crap!!" steve felt terrible. Shock was almost apon him. his head started to spin his eyes darkened around him. Then a fealing of cool water all around him. He was sudenly jurked from this feeling when a loud crashing noise filled his ears then a milisecond later a giant cushon wall came from nowhere and slammed his body and face. The air bag, it hurt badly. Steve was dizzy and in pain. He opened the car door and stepped out. When he got out he herd a screem. A high pitched shrill screem. He covered his ears the screem hurt. Steve fell to his knees in pain. Then something had pounced on him. A zombie. Steve instintly trough his fists into his attakers cheast. His hand were then covered in a cold, wet, sticky mess. The Zombie's insides. steve through off the body and shook his hand to get of the blood. Then from behind a pair of teeth sunk into the back of his neck. Steve was done for. He knew it.

"It's over" he thought "but im not going down with out a fight!" he grabed whatever zombie bit him and turned then slammed his fist through the zombie's skull. steve felt cold brains in his hands. "Go back to satan!"Steve told the now re-un-animated corpse. Then a wave of nousia hit him. He grabbed his stomach and then he heived. His mind was clouding. He couldn't move. his eyes darkened again. He was going to die. He knew it. He is dieing. he rolled over on his back and looked into the sky. It was the last thing he ever saw as a human.

A zombie was on its back. It was a completely new zombie. He had no recalection of it past life. It was hungry. Hungry for a warm creature. With freash beating blood. It got up and the started to lose ballence but regained it. It walked slowly and clumsaly. Then a loud noise rang through the air. A gunshot his brain told him. He knew a living creature was behind it. His mouth started to water. He started to run. More and more zombies were soon running with him and then he saw the human behind the shot. A tall muscular man with a shotgun. Zombies were just a bought to overrun him and when it happened he wanted to taste that fleash. Zombies got past his defences and started to grab him. He screamed loudly for help but none came. This zombie was on top of him now devouring his fleash. The fleash was the best thing he tasted ever. He ate till there was none left. He moved on away from the corpse of the man and went to find more. He eyes started to drag down. "Your tired get some sleep" his mind told him. It didnt know where this came from and he didnt care. He sat on the ground and closed its eyes. A dream came to him a man who was in a car and tried to run from some zombies. The car he was in slammed into a brick wall. The man got out. Then got attacked by a zombie. He had killed the zombie by punching it in the cheast. Then another bit him. The dream started to darken. The man grabbed the zombie and punched it. The said something he couldnt understand. then the man fell to his knees and barfed. The dream was almost completely black now but he saw the man flip over on his back and then the zombie woke from its dream.

It got up and started to look for more to eat. Then he saw a human with its back turned. A perfict chance to eat. It snuck behind the human and bit into its neck. The human cringed and then turned and grabed the zombies sholder then took it fist and smashed its skull in. The End

well that my story of: A Day in the Life of a Zombie. I just thought of it and made up details as i went. i hope i have more interesting storys to come. -ZCF