Oct 17, 2005 14:37
Since journal updates are beyond pointless, little fluffs of minutiae is all, I present a dream I had last night.
It starts off in our new house (and in this point in the dream it was our house), I am unpacking my stuff in a huge new room, my sister and mom are carting stuff around, and for whatever reason there are some random friends of my sister around also.
The house itself is a huge two story home, tiled, real nice and the weather outside is immaculate. Sunny, warm, perfect.
My mom leaves and a little later I notice this noise, I go out to the living room and see all these kids coming in the fron door, all ravers, candied out just wandering in. I started yelling to one of the girls in the house, "What the fuck is going on?!", and she replies that she invited all these people over. I'm like "Why the hell did you do that!?" and she's like, "Well I am old-skool and this is how we threw house parties back in the day."
At this point the house is full of the usual random jerks that show up, and I don't know a single one of them, I freak out and just start cussing everyone out, you know get the fuck out get the fuck out of my room, who the hell are you people, blah blah blah.
I'm getting weird looks and people are just being dicks, they came to party and I'm noticing kids going through stuff, nobody is listening to me, people are stealing shit, having sex on my clothes, all the bullshit that ruins parties and all that.
Then I lose it. Nuclear fucking Tenno.
I start kicking the shit out of people to make them leave, grab jock looking asshole from the kitchen, break a bottle on one kids head, kick him out the door. Now people are getting the hint, heading for the doors. I grab the fool porking some girl in my room, cuss him out, punch him and then toss his trim after him.
I am just livid with rage at this point, cuss out my sisters friend for inviting these punks into OUR house, when in passing some kid says "This is Sarah's house, she invited us." At this I am totally confused, so I go upstairs and see a closed room, go in and Sarah S. is lying on the bed.
I'm like, "Sarah? Is this your house?", and she's like yeah it is. So now totally embarrased I go, "I thought my mom bought this house." And then doubly embarrassed that I caused such a scene, I apologize and she let's me know the girl I cussed out was the title-holder (which of course makes no sense) for the house and is really, really pissed off. On top of that, most of the people called and were mad at her about the whole thing. But she's tired and cool that I kicked everyone out.
And that's where daylight came in. Great fun those dreams.