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so last night, well this morning, i had an intersting dream. i was at my grandparents house because i had to bring my grandmother to the bank. ok so it seems all fine and normal, and then my grandfather walks in, the one that died 2 weeks ago. my cousin charlie was there and so were the neighbors who i hate. poppop looked a little pale and i remember saying "i still cant believe the hospital messed up like that". see poppop didnt die, he was actually in a coma. but social secrurity had already been notified that there was a death certificate before he came to. i dont know how much my dream telling is making sense but im not really in the writting mentallity right now so my writing fucking blows. anywhoo my dream then ended bc my mom woke me up bc i did in fact have to bring my grandmother to the bank.  i didnt dare speak of a word about my dream to my grandmother. she would take it as some sign and thats the last thing she needs. she keeps his bedroom (yes they didnt share a room dont ask, i dont know) light on all night in hopes that he will come back. i wish i could say that the though of him coming back is insane but i can admit that sometimes i feel the same way about dad, its like you just sit and hope that one day when the door opens its him. but thats enough of me being crazy, ive already been labeled racist this week i dont need insane as well.

yea i dont feel like getting into it, but yes i, along with the rest of the eboard and commuter lounge, was called a racist yesterday. its a long ridiculous story. and teh fact that alex and i took most of the blunt force name calling, should make you laugh. the 2 most none racist people in the lounge, possibly even the world, had to hear it. sigh. but thats enough about that. i dont want to get myself all frustrated again.

thats all for now, im gunna get back to watching law and order. yum jesse l martin.