Thursday, September 1, 2005

   *yawn*
Bored, tired, and updating from school on my lunch. I don't eat anyways. And it gives me a chance to leave friends messages-they don't want us doing email. ¬_¬ Not much is going on-school is stupid. I WANNA GO HOME RIGHT NOW YOU BASTARDS!!! I have yet to learn much of anything new. My mom is a science freak and she loves physics, so she has a million books. I read them, and boom! I know the stuff. x_x oh well.

I had two creepy dreams. One was, you know how New Orleans is uder water now? Well, I dreamed I was in a place, a city, that was all flooded over. and me and some other people I didn't know had to steal to survive until someone found us. So we broke into grocery stores and got things that were packaged well that we could eat. Like chips and stuff, ya know? It was weird. It all reminds me a little of that movie The Day After Tomorrow.

My second dream was really scary. It wasn't Christmas, I don't think, but we were hosting a party...and our house seemed bigger. Everything was going pretty well, I didn't even know half the people, but then Jeremy goes nuts and he starts shooting at us all with a gun. So I do some crazy roll from movies, grab a gun, and start shooting him, trying to take him down so he'll stop. But he doesn't stop. It's so weird. And then I realize my gun is shooting only water. I don't know if his was, but I got him down on the ground and he still wouldn't give up. He kept struggling to continue shooting at everyone...

I hate my dreams lately...they're all bad. This happened to me once before. I had all nightmares...every night...something must be going on. Perhaps I'm even unaware of it? Once I fixed whatever problem I had during the nightmares before, they stopped and left me to weird, but not unpleasent dreans. But I don't know what to do this time to make these go away.

Erik's going to an interview this morning, I believe. He told us he's going for an interview at a dealership, but he lied. I know because I saw the paper. He's trying to get into marketing. With Gina. He lied about a shitload of stuff on his resume. He says he speaks german, english, spanish, and czech. HA! My ass. He speaks english, and spanish. He can make small conversation in tagalog or whatever. And he knows a few words in thai and chinese. And he claims he's studdied martial arts for twelve years. 12 YEARS! My god. He's going to be a liar all his life. Anyways, so I found the paper and I know he's going to a marketing interview and he lied right to my mom's face and told her it was a dealership interview. So my mom says we'll let him stick to his lie and see how long he can keep it up. Heehee. He deserves it. CRAP! Times almost up. Luckily I can still leave you pics!
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*singing* "Na no na no da! Na no na-oh?" *he crouches down* "Looks like we've come to a dead end!"
"No, Ryuichi, it's just a dead person in the road."
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