I had two dreams last night. One was pretty strange, and the second was very strange and creepy.
Dream number one. Snickers and I were set on a scavenger hunt while our old water polo coach tried to sabotage us. He gave us four routes to take, the one we took involved Disneyland. At the end of the hunt he sabotaged it to where all we had done was for nothing. I don't remember caring too much. Snix and I were getting around in Jessi's DAMN Sexy Car. I would just call it a car, but I feel like I might offend those who know its real name.
Dream number two was my brother and I tracking down a clown up to no good. Little did we know how powerful he was. Joe went in one door and the door shut him in. I knocked, and banged on the door, but it the door wasn't making a sound. I began to run down a long dark hallway, looking back as I did. I could only see creepy eyes shining. They would pop out of the farthest door, then leave only to come one door nearer. My right arm and right leg ended up banded together by a giant rubber band, but somehow I ended up getting downstairs. There was Laura, Goku, and I think a few other people. I was looking into this one picture frame in the wall that had black outline and a white papery thing that surrounded no picture. Instead water flowed over where the picture would have been. It was kinda cool actually, despite the really creepy setting and everyone being afraid. I sat down on a couch in the room with everyone and I found a napkin. I looked at it, and the clown was on it. I covered it up realizing that he might have been able to appear if I uncovered it. Then I woke up I guess.
Side note: I really wonder what happened to Camel. Those of you who don't know who that is, don't worry about it.
My brother and my mom left without me to tour the college. I didn't really want to tour it anyway, and I don't mind relaxing in the hotel room for a while.
It's snowing!
So here I am now. I'm just lounging, writing, relaxing, watching reruns, drinking a cup of coffee, and eating Pop Tarts. Not sure what to do now. I should probably leave the room for a bit. My mom wanted room service to come by.
Sorry I'm posting so late. I just got up from laying down because I just found out I'm allergic to grapefruit. Quite unpleasant. I'll update for real in a moment. Alone with my new book, I found something absolutely delightful. Give me a few moments to settle and check into it.
This may take me some time.
So we went back to campus because my brother wanted some souvenirs from the book store. On our way back to the car, some guy pulled up Blasting "Nothing Better." I smiled and it was stuck in my head the rest of the day. We were also parked next to a Subaru Empreza. It looked quite similar, but it isn't the DAMN sexy car I've learned to identify.
Pun of the day. A restaurant named "Souper! Salad!" The exclamations themselves made me laugh. It seems so, pause-y. It's so, excited though, and the pun was nice.
I was going to rant about my family tonight, but I'll either save that for another night, or just blow it off for now. The only thing I will say is that I feel as though they gang up on me and that my opinions aren't very valued to them. Also, I think my brother thinks I'm some kind of stupid. I won't go into detail for now.
I was irritated by what happened to make me think this way during dinner, but I looked over and something made me smile. Some guy's kids were having miso soup and they said it was good so he asked for some. Then he leaned forward and the little girl was giggling trying to feed it to him. She didn't think the miso spoon would work so she asked for another spoon while the brother excitedly watched.
Now, I would like to post my view on medicine. Keep in mind I'm no doctor, and not the smartest guy in the world, but this is how I feel. I don't like medicine, for the most part. It seems as though for every minor pain, or anything really, my mom is heavily reliant on Advil, Alieve, Ibuprofen, Motrin, or something of the sort. She is such a firm believer on them that she usually just calls them all Motrin. Sure I like cough syrup, but I can feel that working. For the most part though, I sometimes want to say that it's just a placebo. I've had my own experience with placebo before. A friend wanted me to watch a movie that I didn't have the best experience of the first time around. She gave me a pill that looked like a vitamin I used to take. Whether I knew it was the vitamin or not had no matter when I had the thought that it might loosen me up if I was wrong. So, I began laughing hysterically at the beginning credits. Lo and behold, I was correct in the beginning and I had no magical laughing pill, but a vitamin. I don't really know where I'm going with this, but I guess I'll end on this. I'm not doubting modern medicine that very apparently works... but when my family takes anti lactose intolerance pills that don't even give me relief, and they claim they work on every stomachache, I have my suspicions.
I'm tired and still a little off from that grapefruit, so sorry if my grammar isn't tip top in that last paragraph.
I still need to email my teachers, so I don't think I'll be updating any further tonight, but I will leave with this. I got "The Little Prince" today and was smiling all the way out of Borders book store. I plan to read it again and show it to friends. www.b612.net made me really happy today. I happened upon it. Those of you who don't know the right answer, answer it honestly. Those of you who do, give the wrong answer first. It's quite funny. My new book got some water damage from the snow today, and I was a bit bummed, but I guess that could mean I'm breaking it in. I'll still take good care of it, and I'm excited to have it in my possession.
If I edit no further for tonight, then goodnight readers, sweet dreams.
Sorry I'm posting so late. I just got up from laying down because I just found out I'm allergic to grapefruit. Quite unpleasant. I'll update for real in a moment. Alone with my new book, I found something absolutely delightful. Give me a few moments to settle and check into it.
This may take me some time.
So we went back to campus because my brother wanted some souvenirs from the book store. On our way back to the car, some guy pulled up Blasting "Nothing Better." I smiled and it was stuck in my head the rest of the day. We were also parked next to a Subaru Empreza. It looked quite similar, but it isn't the DAMN sexy car I've learned to identify.
Pun of the day. A restaurant named "Souper! Salad!" The exclamations themselves made me laugh. It seems so, pause-y. It's so, excited though, and the pun was nice.
I was going to rant about my family tonight, but I'll either save that for another night, or just blow it off for now. The only thing I will say is that I feel as though they gang up on me and that my opinions aren't very valued to them. Also, I think my brother thinks I'm some kind of stupid. I won't go into detail for now.
I was irritated by what happened to make me think this way during dinner, but I looked over and something made me smile. Some guy's kids were having miso soup and they said it was good so he asked for some. Then he leaned forward and the little girl was giggling trying to feed it to him. She didn't think the miso spoon would work so she asked for another spoon while the brother excitedly watched.
Now, I would like to post my view on medicine. Keep in mind I'm no doctor, and not the smartest guy in the world, but this is how I feel. I don't like medicine, for the most part. It seems as though for every minor pain, or anything really, my mom is heavily reliant on Advil, Alieve, Ibuprofen, Motrin, or something of the sort. She is such a firm believer on them that she usually just calls them all Motrin. Sure I like cough syrup, but I can feel that working. For the most part though, I sometimes want to say that it's just a placebo. I've had my own experience with placebo before. A friend wanted me to watch a movie that I didn't have the best experience of the first time around. She gave me a pill that looked like a vitamin I used to take. Whether I knew it was the vitamin or not had no matter when I had the thought that it might loosen me up if I was wrong. So, I began laughing hysterically at the beginning credits. Lo and behold, I was correct in the beginning and I had no magical laughing pill, but a vitamin. I don't really know where I'm going with this, but I guess I'll end on this. I'm not doubting modern medicine that very apparently works... but when my family takes anti lactose intolerance pills that don't even give me relief, and they claim they work on every stomachache, I have my suspicions.
I'm tired and still a little off from that grapefruit, so sorry if my grammar isn't tip top in that last paragraph.
I still need to email my teachers, so I don't think I'll be updating any further tonight, but I will leave with this. I got "The Little Prince" today and was smiling all the way out of Borders book store. I plan to read it again and show it to friends. www.b612.net made me really happy today. I happened upon it. Those of you who don't know the right answer, answer it honestly. Those of you who do, give the wrong answer first. It's quite funny. My new book got some water damage from the snow today, and I was a bit bummed, but I guess that could mean I'm breaking it in. I'll still take good care of it, and I'm excited to have it in my possession.
If I edit no further for tonight, then goodnight readers, sweet dreams.
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