Nightmares are made of these

I leave msn. I transfer my music into my PSP. Its taking a while. So I feel like going back. (on msn)

AND I FIND MYSELF IN A FUCKING BATTLEFIELD, WHERE BULLETS FLY RANDOMLY. THEY HIT NOTHING, BUT ME. 

Best-aimed-shooters-from-the-squad much?

Nightmares are made of these. Where one is feeling half asleep, waiting for his music to transfer. Then outta the blue I find myself in a unexpectant-bullets-flying-around scene. 

I had come to the wrong msn ID. The evil id of mine. Just like Swat Kat's evil twins. I didnt get a good vibe. Cold spots. And warm blood. 

Wait for redemption ahead.