Last night I would say I had one of the weirdest dreams ever. Yes, it was more strange than the one where I hook up with Bill Gates. The dream was that my mom had gotten me into some ivy league elite all girls college, and it was totally paid for. Being in the bind that I am for money for school, I oblige and go. So I'm standing by my locker with some friends and politics comes up, I start talking shit about McCain and Palin. I'm being sort of obnoxious I guess and using not so lady like language. I start on a tirade about Palin and her taking away our rights as women, blah blah. So I guess one of the other girls around me didn't take kindly to it, reported it to our headmistress, WHO by the way turns out to be Mrs. Sarah Palin herself. Sarah calls me into her office, starts going off on me, calls me retarded of all things , and then I snap on her. I jump out of my seat and use a few choice words on her, call her out for every horrible thing she stands for, quit the school, and try to break her stained glass door behind me. Then she chases me out to the car still reprimanding me, and I'm trying to push her away from my car through my window while trying to drive away and yell at her at the same time. Man what a fucking bizarre dream. I think it has something to do with the amount of CNN I've been watching lately and this craaa-zay bud we picked up last night. Oh god, the witch is on tv now.
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I have a hard time remembering my dreams for the most part.
My sleeping is far more like being sedated. It usually feels like no time has passed and I wake up not feeling rested no matter how many hours I sleep.