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So a few good things have come out of this case of food poisoning/bird flu that I've acquired in the past few days. I did a bit of research on the bird influenza and found a more interesting topic in this. I think my jaw actually dropped when I came across that article. Off my face. I doubt this ailment is food poisoning because of the lack of vomit. My mom says to wait another two days of agony and then think about going to the doctor.
The next best thing is that constantly being woken up at ridiculous hours of the morning to go to the bathroom helps me to remember my dreams. Actually, that's a lie, but I remember them when I wake up and think so hard about them. The other day there were some vague shadows and people I had never met before. This morning, I was walking through several easy to push glass doors while holding hands with Elyse (and I couldn't remember her first name, only her middle and last so I asked her through AIM and I felt kinda horrible for being shitty. Only kinda) that lead into a parking garage filled with friends from KLMS. Bridget, Shaun, Justin, and some others and I hugged them all so hard like I would never see them again. Except they were all at their current ages. Before that I dreamt I was in the military and I took this big stance against something and got kicked out for pretending to be gay. I really need to start writing these down because these dreams are way more awesome than how I'm ruining it.
I think the moment I realized I was the happiest I've been in Virginia was when Dookie and I were both sitting in our respective beds playing guitar until five in the morning. Then he came and sat on my bed and taught me some song and I had to hold in my smile because it was all I really ever want to do is make music with him. I think its funny how he gets so pissed when I suck at Halo, too.
One last thing, I promise. Today, Dookie and I awoke to a bus honking its horn for about fifteen minutes out in front of our house. I refer to the bus like its a living thing, but yes, there was a driver, and after he couldn't wake up our other room mate (who's car was blocking the corner he was trying to turn around) he came and pounded on the door for five minutes yelling inaudible things. To make sure we heard him, he opened the door to shout, "WAKE UP...WAKE UP...COME ON GET UP" and I had to try my hardest not to laugh. I did though, but I'm pretty sure busdriver didn't hear me. After his futile final attempt, all we heard was an oh-so-defeated, "damn..." and the door shut. At 7:15 AM, nonetheless. Dookie had the best idea to just go get in his car and start honking his horn to add to the discord and I couldn't believe how funny that joke was. I also couldn't believe how funny anything was when we were cheating at yahoo spades at 2 AM and still getting our asses kicked.
whoisDavidBrent: i met my ex in beignner loung 4
The next best thing is that constantly being woken up at ridiculous hours of the morning to go to the bathroom helps me to remember my dreams. Actually, that's a lie, but I remember them when I wake up and think so hard about them. The other day there were some vague shadows and people I had never met before. This morning, I was walking through several easy to push glass doors while holding hands with Elyse (and I couldn't remember her first name, only her middle and last so I asked her through AIM and I felt kinda horrible for being shitty. Only kinda) that lead into a parking garage filled with friends from KLMS. Bridget, Shaun, Justin, and some others and I hugged them all so hard like I would never see them again. Except they were all at their current ages. Before that I dreamt I was in the military and I took this big stance against something and got kicked out for pretending to be gay. I really need to start writing these down because these dreams are way more awesome than how I'm ruining it.
I think the moment I realized I was the happiest I've been in Virginia was when Dookie and I were both sitting in our respective beds playing guitar until five in the morning. Then he came and sat on my bed and taught me some song and I had to hold in my smile because it was all I really ever want to do is make music with him. I think its funny how he gets so pissed when I suck at Halo, too.
One last thing, I promise. Today, Dookie and I awoke to a bus honking its horn for about fifteen minutes out in front of our house. I refer to the bus like its a living thing, but yes, there was a driver, and after he couldn't wake up our other room mate (who's car was blocking the corner he was trying to turn around) he came and pounded on the door for five minutes yelling inaudible things. To make sure we heard him, he opened the door to shout, "WAKE UP...WAKE UP...COME ON GET UP" and I had to try my hardest not to laugh. I did though, but I'm pretty sure busdriver didn't hear me. After his futile final attempt, all we heard was an oh-so-defeated, "damn..." and the door shut. At 7:15 AM, nonetheless. Dookie had the best idea to just go get in his car and start honking his horn to add to the discord and I couldn't believe how funny that joke was. I also couldn't believe how funny anything was when we were cheating at yahoo spades at 2 AM and still getting our asses kicked.
whoisDavidBrent: i met my ex in beignner loung 4