Le sigh
Had a dream last night that I was back in tampa temporarily because I had to take one more class. Shadowedge was there, because she also had to come up from Sarasota to take the same class. We got into a lot of arguments together (on the same side) against our stupid 19-year-old classmates, simply because they were using poor classroom manners and hadn't even done the reading to begin with so maybe they should SHUT UP.
Then later in the same dream I was at a dermatologist who showed me x-ray pictures of my head that suggested I had a huge growth on my scalp that I didn't know about. He/She doctor person said he/she thought it was a mole. A HUGE mole, like the diameter of a half dollar coin. So I rush to a mirror and start parting my hair where it was supposed to be, and sure enough, big gross dry red spongy THING, right there under my hair. I say it looks like a mushroom, so I start to wiggle it, and it pops OFF. Turns out it was a mushroom, growing out of my head. There was FUNGUS growing on my HEAD. So I start freaking out like, "Why is this happening!? I'm a clean person! I wash my hair! Whyyyyy???" So I start running around trying to find my dad or Shadowedge to show this to so I can get either opinions or sympathy, but I wake up before I can find anyone.
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In waking news, I spent the day getting rejected for a lot of jobs. A lot. I couldn't possibly have less job offers if I staggered up to potential employers dragging a bloody ax while gnawing on myself. Today I was at Debby's Petland (applying there as well) and I got into a staring contest with one of those ugly hairless dogs. Two girls were making fun of it behind me, and I'm just looking at him like, "Aw, I understand. Nobody wants me, either."
Then of course, I didn't adopt the dog, so I'm a hypocrit anyway.
Then again, that fucking dog didn't offer me a job, so I think we're even.
Then later in the same dream I was at a dermatologist who showed me x-ray pictures of my head that suggested I had a huge growth on my scalp that I didn't know about. He/She doctor person said he/she thought it was a mole. A HUGE mole, like the diameter of a half dollar coin. So I rush to a mirror and start parting my hair where it was supposed to be, and sure enough, big gross dry red spongy THING, right there under my hair. I say it looks like a mushroom, so I start to wiggle it, and it pops OFF. Turns out it was a mushroom, growing out of my head. There was FUNGUS growing on my HEAD. So I start freaking out like, "Why is this happening!? I'm a clean person! I wash my hair! Whyyyyy???" So I start running around trying to find my dad or Shadowedge to show this to so I can get either opinions or sympathy, but I wake up before I can find anyone.
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In waking news, I spent the day getting rejected for a lot of jobs. A lot. I couldn't possibly have less job offers if I staggered up to potential employers dragging a bloody ax while gnawing on myself. Today I was at Debby's Petland (applying there as well) and I got into a staring contest with one of those ugly hairless dogs. Two girls were making fun of it behind me, and I'm just looking at him like, "Aw, I understand. Nobody wants me, either."
Then of course, I didn't adopt the dog, so I'm a hypocrit anyway.
Then again, that fucking dog didn't offer me a job, so I think we're even.