Dear Diary

When i woke up today, i thought the first sentence in my blog would be "I never smile genuinely any more!" They are always so senseless or self-conscious and i find myself perplexed that time is past when i finally straighten my face.
There is plenty to smile about. We have embarked on a true undertaking. something that only the most engaged and creative people ever have accomplished. This, my sole reader, is a horror film. I know, what is your film going to be, you ask. Of course, it hasn't been written, but this is one of my tasks for the weekend.
The whole idea came after we broke into the neighbors basement (to discourage any worry, the neighbors were breaking into their own basement with me), and found a dirt floor. Creepily, a back room with a heavy door of molding wood with a top and bottom flap, led to a room with no lights that screamed "dead things". despite my age and experience (nothing has yet jumped out of a dark room and tried to eat me) my imagination got the better of me and a slightly exciting anxiety about going into the room forced me to make a "deal" out of it. I grapped a phone from the Texan girl Jessica, who yelled, "oh my god Y'all, i am not going in there", and filmed Dan, the running man, walking slowly towards the dark room that smelled like an old musty fort. In my imagination, he would stare straight ahead without blinking, as if possessed by the spirit of the dark place. disappointingly, my attempt at telepathically transferring my image to dan's mind was proved futile when he spoke in his slightly effeminate and affected voice about something much more benign like "Bhuki, what the hell are you doing".
I was holding a camera practically under his nose, muttering incantations in the hope of realizing my imagined scene.

Oh well, things don't ever turn out the way you hoped. Nevertheless, they can always end up being pleasant, and if you do ever want anything to turn out the way you had planned, you must make it up yourself and be prepared to contend with the real world, which is never as obliging as you had imagined