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oh the dreams we dream
Jul. 28th, 2002 01:06 pmi had 2 very strange ones, which i wish to remember so therefore i am writing them down.
the first involved lots of people who i have never met, but i know them from teen open diary and have seen pictures of them hehe. apparently rt. 25 runs into ohio, and ct is not so far away? yeah, k. so i was in this class with this girl ashley, and there was this random guy named mark who i don't even think exists, and he pushed her under a table while pantsing her and shirting her (if you know what pantsing is, shirting is along the same lines.) it was not in a forceful way, it was in a haha i'm the class clown way. it was very odd. i don't remember much after this, except that then there was another dream involving the same people. we were trying to find this place called sunset park, which was in ohio cuz that's where they all live. i think devon may have been there. and i was wondering where chelsey was cause she's one of them too. this guy joel might have also been there. i forget. so then the dream completely changed, and my friend matt (not tod people anymore) was selling dashboard confessional merch, so then me and justin went into this coffee shop type deal and he used me as a pillow. and he was complaining how he felt all lonely and shit. and for some reason i was playing with his hair.
ok, so enough about my stupid dreams that make no sense. (but at least there were no ducks, bonnie!) my dad's a monkey head. my broken leg pisses him off more than it does me, and it's my fricken leg. he was all mad that i wouldn't go down the stairs and look for my skirt. yeah, ok, i'm going to walk down 14 stairs with a broken leg when you are already down there. genius. and by the way, the skirt was never found. it's just like the stupid piece of paper - i knew exactly where it was until i actually needed it. (the paper is still at large.) stupid murphy and his damn law.
this is the last you get of me until tomorrow night. enjoy it.
the first involved lots of people who i have never met, but i know them from teen open diary and have seen pictures of them hehe. apparently rt. 25 runs into ohio, and ct is not so far away? yeah, k. so i was in this class with this girl ashley, and there was this random guy named mark who i don't even think exists, and he pushed her under a table while pantsing her and shirting her (if you know what pantsing is, shirting is along the same lines.) it was not in a forceful way, it was in a haha i'm the class clown way. it was very odd. i don't remember much after this, except that then there was another dream involving the same people. we were trying to find this place called sunset park, which was in ohio cuz that's where they all live. i think devon may have been there. and i was wondering where chelsey was cause she's one of them too. this guy joel might have also been there. i forget. so then the dream completely changed, and my friend matt (not tod people anymore) was selling dashboard confessional merch, so then me and justin went into this coffee shop type deal and he used me as a pillow. and he was complaining how he felt all lonely and shit. and for some reason i was playing with his hair.
ok, so enough about my stupid dreams that make no sense. (but at least there were no ducks, bonnie!) my dad's a monkey head. my broken leg pisses him off more than it does me, and it's my fricken leg. he was all mad that i wouldn't go down the stairs and look for my skirt. yeah, ok, i'm going to walk down 14 stairs with a broken leg when you are already down there. genius. and by the way, the skirt was never found. it's just like the stupid piece of paper - i knew exactly where it was until i actually needed it. (the paper is still at large.) stupid murphy and his damn law.
this is the last you get of me until tomorrow night. enjoy it.
