I told myself that I was going to run errands and do all kinds of crazy homework on Saturday. I was going to feel accomplished and not be stressed and be proud of myself for being so accomplished. Instead I woke up and then ate brunch. I then laid in bed for an hour and decided if I didn't run then then I wouldn't. So I ran and clearly did not wait long enough for my food to digest because I got really bad cramps. So I went back to my room without doing my crunches and turned on my Rent soundtrack. I then proceeded to sleep for an hour and a half, eat dinner and didn't even bother to get ready to go out until about 8:00. No homework was done. I did not run errands. I now have tons of homework to do and probably won't sleep much this week. Oh the things I do to myself.
I've been thinking about buying a Hookah. I really don't smoke hookah that often, but when I do I don't want to pay $13.00 to go to the hookah lounge and I don't want to rudely ask my friend if I can use her hookah and her tobacco. I just want a little cheap one, but I won't be buying it for a while. I've also been trying to buy a new purse, but I can't find one under $30 that will hold all my stuff, but isn't a tote and the straps are long enough to just sling on my shoulder. I like a wide urse that I can dig in without have ti set it down. I found a cute pink one, but it's $32 and I just don't know if I'm willing to pay that much form a purse that I'll just be throwing around all the time.
OH! I have to tell you about this crazy dream I had! I am obsessed with it! So I was reading a book. I don't remember what book, but I remember it was written by Alexandre Dumas. I was then sucked into the book world and became in charge of this magical book that controlled things and gave me special powers. Like I could fly. There was a dog there and a group of English bulldogs, but I'm not sure what they had to do with anything. None of the animals were harmed. This evil guy wanted the book so he and his associate drove around the house that my friends and I were in and began shooting out windows. We couldn't leave and they wouldn't stop unless we gave them the book. One of my friends was shot in the back and he freaked out because he wanted to leave, but we couldn't let him and had to keep him on his stomach. He lived. Another friend was shot in the ankle, but she was all nonchalant about it just like "Eh..whatever" and limped over to the table. Then I got furious and told the guy (who kind of resembled Fez from That 70s Show) to come get the book. He came in and I was all "STOP SHOOTING MY FRIENDS!!" And I handed over the book.
Then somehow I had three sharp Chinese chopsticks in my hand. I don't know where they came from or why I had three, but I tried to stab the guy in the jugular with a chop stick. I did stab him, but on the wrong side of the neck. And like it was nothing he rose his gun and shot me in the shoulder. I flew back about 20 feet. I'm ot sure what gun would make me fly 20 feet without blowing off my whole arm, but whatever And at what point did I think to myself "Hey! This guy has a gun. You should stab him with a chopstick!" What the hell? Anyway so I couldn't feel the shot, but I could feel the blood so I woke up and freaked out and felt around for a bullet hole. I didn't find one. Then I got mad for waking up in the middle of this awesome dream so I went back to sleep and it started from where it left off! I LOVE when that happeneds!!
So then I was trying to figure out a way to get the book back. I drove to the town and there was only one parking lot. I parked and tried to hide while moving about. Then someone saw me and tried to get my attention, but I didn't know who it was so I hid under a car. I don't remember what they wanted or who they were, but they weren't a threat. I then went to a neighbor of the house we were in when we got attacked. The evil guy then showed up and I ran away and tried to find my car so I could leave the town quickly, but suddenly there was parking lot after parking lot after parking lot. I couldn't find my car! The last thing I remember is doing someone a favor so I could get the keys to his car and get away. Crazy right?
I've been thinking about buying a Hookah. I really don't smoke hookah that often, but when I do I don't want to pay $13.00 to go to the hookah lounge and I don't want to rudely ask my friend if I can use her hookah and her tobacco. I just want a little cheap one, but I won't be buying it for a while. I've also been trying to buy a new purse, but I can't find one under $30 that will hold all my stuff, but isn't a tote and the straps are long enough to just sling on my shoulder. I like a wide urse that I can dig in without have ti set it down. I found a cute pink one, but it's $32 and I just don't know if I'm willing to pay that much form a purse that I'll just be throwing around all the time.
OH! I have to tell you about this crazy dream I had! I am obsessed with it! So I was reading a book. I don't remember what book, but I remember it was written by Alexandre Dumas. I was then sucked into the book world and became in charge of this magical book that controlled things and gave me special powers. Like I could fly. There was a dog there and a group of English bulldogs, but I'm not sure what they had to do with anything. None of the animals were harmed. This evil guy wanted the book so he and his associate drove around the house that my friends and I were in and began shooting out windows. We couldn't leave and they wouldn't stop unless we gave them the book. One of my friends was shot in the back and he freaked out because he wanted to leave, but we couldn't let him and had to keep him on his stomach. He lived. Another friend was shot in the ankle, but she was all nonchalant about it just like "Eh..whatever" and limped over to the table. Then I got furious and told the guy (who kind of resembled Fez from That 70s Show) to come get the book. He came in and I was all "STOP SHOOTING MY FRIENDS!!" And I handed over the book.
Then somehow I had three sharp Chinese chopsticks in my hand. I don't know where they came from or why I had three, but I tried to stab the guy in the jugular with a chop stick. I did stab him, but on the wrong side of the neck. And like it was nothing he rose his gun and shot me in the shoulder. I flew back about 20 feet. I'm ot sure what gun would make me fly 20 feet without blowing off my whole arm, but whatever And at what point did I think to myself "Hey! This guy has a gun. You should stab him with a chopstick!" What the hell? Anyway so I couldn't feel the shot, but I could feel the blood so I woke up and freaked out and felt around for a bullet hole. I didn't find one. Then I got mad for waking up in the middle of this awesome dream so I went back to sleep and it started from where it left off! I LOVE when that happeneds!!
So then I was trying to figure out a way to get the book back. I drove to the town and there was only one parking lot. I parked and tried to hide while moving about. Then someone saw me and tried to get my attention, but I didn't know who it was so I hid under a car. I don't remember what they wanted or who they were, but they weren't a threat. I then went to a neighbor of the house we were in when we got attacked. The evil guy then showed up and I ran away and tried to find my car so I could leave the town quickly, but suddenly there was parking lot after parking lot after parking lot. I couldn't find my car! The last thing I remember is doing someone a favor so I could get the keys to his car and get away. Crazy right?
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well after you buy one then maybe you will smoke it more often.
That is one of the best dreams I have ever heard, it would make a good crazy, fucked up, movie.