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*I don't know if anyone's going to want to read this... it's really looong.*
I went to Georgia. Yaaay! ::waves flag:: Everything was fun except for the whole driving down there part. Yeah, I could definetly do without that. I got to see my cousins and me and Mal named a balloon Clyde-Max (think about that name for a second) and it stuck to everything. Clingy! And I got to see everybody else and it was cool.
I don't remember when I had this dream, but it was sometime during our little road trip. I was at East, only it totally did not look like East at ALL and I'm like "WtF am I doing here... I don't go to this school." And the teachers kept talking and talking and finally they let us go and there was this bunch of seniors who were stoners and they saw me leaving to go to West and they're like "Oh, she's cool, she's ditching first day already" Even though I was just trying to get a ride to West. And so they hung out with me while I tried to flag down a car that was leaving and I ended up flagging down a car with another senior in it and at first he didn't want to take me, but then I begged and my newfound stoner friends begged and he let me. Hehe. It was a shitbox car. Anyways. We didn't really talk and he was smoking a joint and when he came down to the dregs he gave it to me and I smoked it because there was nothing else to do and why not go to class high on the first day..? Yeah, but we never got to West, because we went to Wal*Mart instead and he bought me something else I could smoke. I don't know why he was being all nice, because he originally didn't even want me in the car. That's all I can remember. There was something else in a different dream where I was in this field and Douglas and some other dude were racing lawn mowers. WtF? And some other part where I was back at school and some dude was showing off his muscles to everyone and he was really short and creepy.
Then I had ANOTHER drug dream last night. The hell? I went over to Dan S.'s house and Dan V. was there too, and they were taking hits and they offered it to me and I said no, but later we were like in trouble or something and I felt like I needed it so I took a few lol.
THEN I had a dream after that and it was psycho. Seriously. I am fucked up. There were a ton of people over at my friend's house and we were having a party or something and there were a bunch of people I didn't know. Then everybody started running around and screaming and I'm like "What the hell is going on?" and some girl runs up and totally screams in my face "THE NAZIS ARE HERE! THE NAZIS ARE HERE!" And I'm obviously thinking OH SHIT after that because, you know, they're Nazis. Even though that doesn't make any sense for me to be freaked out because I'm Arian (blonde hair, blue eyes) or however you spell it, I'm German, and I'm not Jewish. And some Nazi dude (they all had those old Hitler uniforms on... CREEPY) with brown hair and brown eyes cornered me into the garage and he didn't have a gun so I wasn't really scared, and I'm like "Why do you want to capture me? I'm Arian" lol. Like saying that would help me. But he says "No, I am. Arians have brown hair, brown eyes." And at first I was thinking 'How the fuck can he speak english?' And then I yelled back "No, I AM. Arians have blonde hair, blue eyes!" We kept arguing with each other like that for a while and he eventually decided it was no use and I was going to be a pain in the ass and he let me go. Then I ran to the back of the house and everybody was still panicking and running from the old-fashioned Nazis that were chasing them and I grabbed this rifle that was just lying on the grass and I ran around to a nearby tree and started sniping Nazis in the forehead. After a few were dead, they kinda got scared and concentrated on finding me and then they gave up and walked away with their prisoners. I didn't really care about the prisoners I guess, because I didn't make any move to shoot the Nazis walking away with them. I don't remember what happened after that.
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