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If someone could tell me why I woke up at 7:00am, that would be really cool. Fuckjfkgfjkhgjd. :D
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Went back to sleep until 9:30. Drooled a lot. Had a totally killer dream. I was going to see AFI, but it was canceled for some reason. (sound familiar?) I was then forced to go shopping with family instead. While we were shopping, the concert was suddenly on again. And, uh, the venue just happened to be where my family was at the time. Hah. Anyway, I was like, "OHMYGOOOOOOOOOOOOD, I HAVE TO GO! MOM, NOOOOOOOOOO, YOU LEFT MY TICKET AT HOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEEE!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I think I was really that upset, but I was also trying to get the guy in the box office to let me in. Luckily, someone ended up having the ticket, so I calmed down. My mom kept on saying, "You're not going," but I ended up at the show regardless. I was right against the stage which fucking rocked. At first, it was indoors but somewhere in the dream, it changed to being outdoors. They started with Strength Through Wounding, (during which some chick got onto my shoulders. I didn't really care because she didn’t weigh anything and she was totally hot BD), and then played A Story at Three, (during which I sang 'DEATH-LESS ONESSSSSSS!' loudly. I think it's lame that my singing sucks in my dreams as well as in real life). At one point, I was standing on the balcony with the shoulder girl and some other people, and I was like, "They (meaning AFI) are all so short.” I then saw Mrs. Gent - my old English teacher/homeroom advisor. She looked like she was a waitress for the pit or something. Odd but unimportant. I called out her name a few times and exchanged waves with her. The only reason I did that was because I thought she could help me meet the band later. Tricky, no? Then, the announcer dude was like, "There's one song that cannot be played..." and I yelled, "CRUISE CONTROL?! FUCK THAT! *flips off announcer*" because I knew that they probably wouldn’t be able to play it since the event was outside where non-concert goers were walking. And, as most of you know, the song isn’t really, uh, appropriate for that situation. Then everybody did the same. I felt pretty cool. The dude was all, "YEAH! FUCK CRUISE CONTROL!" (I don't know why he said ‘fuck Cruise Control’ instead of ‘fuck it’, but again - that’s irrelevant). After that, my dream became lucid and since I couldn't quite come up with how the song started, I woke up. As soon as I did, I starting humming the beginning of it, rotfl. To conclude, my dream rocked hardcore ass. It was almost as cool as the one where everyone from AFI was dressed in Chinese attire and black bob-style wigs.
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Went back to sleep until 9:30. Drooled a lot. Had a totally killer dream. I was going to see AFI, but it was canceled for some reason. (sound familiar?) I was then forced to go shopping with family instead. While we were shopping, the concert was suddenly on again. And, uh, the venue just happened to be where my family was at the time. Hah. Anyway, I was like, "OHMYGOOOOOOOOOOOOD, I HAVE TO GO! MOM, NOOOOOOOOOO, YOU LEFT MY TICKET AT HOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEEE!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I think I was really that upset, but I was also trying to get the guy in the box office to let me in. Luckily, someone ended up having the ticket, so I calmed down. My mom kept on saying, "You're not going," but I ended up at the show regardless. I was right against the stage which fucking rocked. At first, it was indoors but somewhere in the dream, it changed to being outdoors. They started with Strength Through Wounding, (during which some chick got onto my shoulders. I didn't really care because she didn’t weigh anything and she was totally hot BD), and then played A Story at Three, (during which I sang 'DEATH-LESS ONESSSSSSS!' loudly. I think it's lame that my singing sucks in my dreams as well as in real life). At one point, I was standing on the balcony with the shoulder girl and some other people, and I was like, "They (meaning AFI) are all so short.” I then saw Mrs. Gent - my old English teacher/homeroom advisor. She looked like she was a waitress for the pit or something. Odd but unimportant. I called out her name a few times and exchanged waves with her. The only reason I did that was because I thought she could help me meet the band later. Tricky, no? Then, the announcer dude was like, "There's one song that cannot be played..." and I yelled, "CRUISE CONTROL?! FUCK THAT! *flips off announcer*" because I knew that they probably wouldn’t be able to play it since the event was outside where non-concert goers were walking. And, as most of you know, the song isn’t really, uh, appropriate for that situation. Then everybody did the same. I felt pretty cool. The dude was all, "YEAH! FUCK CRUISE CONTROL!" (I don't know why he said ‘fuck Cruise Control’ instead of ‘fuck it’, but again - that’s irrelevant). After that, my dream became lucid and since I couldn't quite come up with how the song started, I woke up. As soon as I did, I starting humming the beginning of it, rotfl. To conclude, my dream rocked hardcore ass. It was almost as cool as the one where everyone from AFI was dressed in Chinese attire and black bob-style wigs.