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Dreamt I was back in high school and that it was the end of the world. (We were all living in dorm-style bunkers, and there was fire and seemingly no parents, but lots of Corgis.) I got ready for prom with my friends, but all the popular kids were somehow in control of prom and didn't want to let us in because we weren't cool. Then one of the popular girls got kicked out for being drunk, and she tried to give me shit for being a loser and "eating cake" (I don't understand, either), but when she tried to punch me, I just put my hand on top of her head and held her at arm's length because she was about 5' and I was even taller than I am now. I tried to enjoy prom, but instead, I went to the river, where Stephen Fry was trying to save his drowned lover (who looked remarkably like Jude Law / Bosie). He then fled to Atlanta, and I took a bus to get there. When I arrived, he had died of a broken heart, and all my teeth fell out for no reason. My grandmother then went with me to the massive royal funeral, because when Stephen Fry dies, he's apparently getting a royal funeral.
The joy I take from this weird dream is that there will be lots of Corgis after the apocalypse, which will start the day of my graduation! Huzzah!
The joy I take from this weird dream is that there will be lots of Corgis after the apocalypse, which will start the day of my graduation! Huzzah!