Grotesque

Like every morning, i woke up in stages today. But in my final wake up moment, i remember something very specific. Right as i was waking, i pictured vividly the word "grotesque" written in pencil on a college ruled piece of paper.

Immedietly, the sound of My Chemical Romance's "Helena" filled my ears and i was awake. I shut off my Ipod alarm and immedietly commenced stretching.

Why the hell did i think "grotesque"? This was not a dream, because i remember there was a linear thought progression that lead up to "grotesque". Was it an answer to something?

It might have been that essay that i wrote in haste.
Perhaps its because i spent most of yesterday on 4Chan with that fucking sinistar (run coward!).
Or maybe it was all that flak I got from my friends over My Chemical Romance being on my Ipod.

Look, they are talented band who do wonderful music. you need to lay off of them. And stop leaving me notes in my subconcious! And if you do, make them more elaborate and for god's sake use a pen! We're all adults now. We stopped using pencils to write our essays in Middle school!