Jotting+some+ideas..creative+writing

Youth Water I stood in my livingroom, looking out of my apartment,into the sleepy town of Antioch, Illinois. I was alone, hot, bored, and feeling just plain,old. If only something was out there for me to make me feel alive, I look around my one bedroom apartment, looking at the useless t.v. that had no cable, I looked at my clock 10:43 pm, what is there to even do, maybe I should just move, maybe just go live with my parents in Florida anything to get me out. But then I thought I left because of them, my birthday was in 4 days, I should just plan something I am turning 28 and I have no friends what is there to plan. I sigh to my self. All of a sudden I get a jolt of energy, grab my car keys to my Dodge neon, and went to town, sat down in a bar and drank my old self to sleep. I get bumped into, hard, by this guy, attractive, possibly my age, definetly not single, expecially not into me not the way I look now. He said with a apologetic voice,"I am so sorry", I look at him stunned, shaking my head "no no its my fault shouldn't be leaning out so far" I didn't happen to notice the drink that spilt all over my flannel shirt. He looked at it, at least let me buy you a new shirt and dinner, I replied instantly with a sure and gave him my name and my cell number he would call whenever it was good for him. Little did I know, a monster was a part of my life now. I went home by a taxi, got out groggy and went into the elevater to my apartment, thinking to my self what just happened, does he like me or is he just giving me sympathy, would I want to spend the rest of my life with him, oh god, Im thinking way to far ahead,hes captivating ,his smell his voice, was all stuck in my head. I fall asleep. Next morning head pounding, look up at my self, I look like a mess, maybe he will call, I kept my phone on the charger all day waiting, 3 more days till my birthday, still no clue what I am doing with that day but all I care about right now is that guy, I plugged in the charger and went to shower then put on some of this new youth facial cream, I would do anything to become young I thought. Shower felt awakening, over my sad wrinkly skin. I think about the guy, the headache, my looks, his looks. I lay down wet, cold, tired, and just plain haggard, drifting to sleep.

I awaken from my cellphone playing a 80's ring tone. "Hello?" Still sounding haggard, "Hi, is this Hilary" I recognized the voice, but my brain wasn't connecting to whom this is, "Umm yes, who am I speaking to?" he replied "Cory Haart, from the bar?" I caught my mouth from dropping with a "Oh, yes I remember now." Even though I really didn't know his name, I felt a more happy aura from him "Great, would you like to go on date like I owed you?" I fall out of bed stunned almost dropping the phone and cleared my throat to sound more feminine "Oh"- c'mon Hilary play it cool-"Sure, that sounds good" Super happy now "Great!, whats your address and I'll be there at 7:00 sharp" I gave it out and soon I was back in the shower to get ready for my date. Got out for the second time and started to get ready, I brushed my hair and my teeth, feeling clean, I go over to my closet, Im going to look casual, I wore blue jeans, with my favourite coral shirt, a cute pare of flats, and put on my hemp bracelets, looking cute, my hair is naturally curly so I don't do anything to it. 7:06 he arrives smelling like fresh cologne, shave and casual thank god. He looks me up and down, quick, but I could catch it. He smiles he says you look great, I said the same. He reminded me of a twisted tree that I saw when I was little I wanted to keep him around, but in the same way,I was scared. I got into his electric orange Ferrari. Quiet. Cory turns on music, heavy metal, I like it. We had nothing in common, other than we met at a greasy bar, which wasn't that impressive. We arrive at the diner, its kind of like the one in my old town, with the green seats, and old diner look, I loved it. We ordered the same thing, a cheese burger with fries and a milk shake, we talked fine with little awkwardness, then out of no where he kissed me, I felt butterflies fly, then he took me to this car, when I jumped into the front seat, I felt my skin sag, he looked at me, and asked what I thought my worst flaw was, embarrassed I told him "I think I look old." He said he had a cure for that, I smiled and kissed him and said "Im sure you do." With doubt in my head, I thought he was kidding." A reply shooting back in the middle of our kiss "No, really I do, want to try it?" I didn't say anything back so he just took me to his place. His house was big, big open windows, sleek furniture, he takes my hand and says,"would you like to know my profession?" In my head I didn't really care, but I had to obviously hear it. "sure?" "I am a scientist, I try experiments that people would think are unimaginable, the experiment I want to try on you is my youth water." I think in my head that he's a phsyco, and it will never work, I look at him with disbelieving eyes, and then laugh " okay so your going to make me young?" Quick on his feet,he has the drink out. I don't want to try this, I don't know if there is date rape or some kind of chemical that will kill me, like who is he to think that Im just going to trust him with this. He takes my hand, and says "Your beautiful anyways, but if your always sad on how you think your old and saggy, then try this for me, we both benefit, I get to see if it works and you get to be young." I think about his looks my looks, and what if I want to spend the rest of my life with him,all over again. With my naive self, I drink it back like a shot. It hits my stomach hard, I feel, less wise, less fat, less old! I run to the bathroom, I transformed and looked young, I looked hot! I felt, like I should be in high school. I run back to his arms and smiled, and kissed him and loved him more then ever. "you did it, you actually did it, you made me young again." He pushed me off his lap, and told me to get out of his house, I didn't get it, he didn't like me, before this, he was so into me, omg Im talking like a teenager, like what the hell is happening, this is so sketch, I get a taxi cab, the cab driver looked at me, like I was a kid, Im 28 years old he better not be. I paid him the money, booked it up the stairs and looked in the mirror, oh no! I looked 15, not that I minded, but how am I going to get alcohol, or go to work, Im just a little kid. I walk backwards and slip on the shower water that had spilt earlier and hit my head. Black out.

I awaken with the phone ringing, it's my birthday! 29 years old, I sure don't feel it and I wish I did, I had work today, but I couldn't make it not like this, I'd give anything to be old again. I go threw my days,doing stupid things that I already have done, but can't recall doing them, kinda like a teenager, at least I got out of the habbit of talking like a moron, I feel stupid and I know Im more wise than this but you wouldn't know it if you looked at me. I got the balls to go the guys house. I run up to the door in a miniskirt and a American Eagle sweater. I look at him dead in the eye and yell "look at what you did to me, you monster, you knew I'd be like this!" He explained what I'd have to do to go back, to my wisdome and looks, I'd have to live life like a 17 year old, until Im legitamitly my age. Which I did, and now I am the age of 41 in my head and 29 body age, I am never complaining that I look too old ever again.

Difficulty of love

Thesis one of the main themes of midsummer night dream is difficulty of love bcåuse we dont fall in love with who we are suppose to we dont know why we fall in love with people, Titania falls in love with bottom who has a head of an ass, is that, she told him he was beiutiful to her he was buut really supper ugly