hats?
so i've been having really active, really weird dreams for three nights now. i feel like i'm not actualy sleeping when i'm asleep, so of course i'm tired. they're probably from stress or something like that. anyway. try this one.
i'm going to study abroad in london, and i land and call my dad to say we landed. i hang up and realize that the call is super expensive and i shouldn't call my mom, but i need to let her know that i landed somehow. i get to the hotel and find out that i'm living with dani and laurel (woot... if only! who needs singapore and india?) and we have a computer in our room, so i go online to see if my mom's on aim because she's cool like that. she's not, but tim is, so i im him and tell him to call my mom (because apparently him and my mom are tight) to tell her i got in okay.
then we get our internship assignments. for all of you guys that don't know, i'm basically going to london to intern at a museum. that's what i want to do... so that's what makes this part sooo weird. i get assigned to design and sell hats at a local.. hatterer? yeah. apparently, according to the london director, who's just chillaxin at our hotel, i'm not smart enough to work at the museum, so i get to sell hats.
then wacky british driving on the opposite road ensues, and i wake up.
hats?
i'm going to study abroad in london, and i land and call my dad to say we landed. i hang up and realize that the call is super expensive and i shouldn't call my mom, but i need to let her know that i landed somehow. i get to the hotel and find out that i'm living with dani and laurel (woot... if only! who needs singapore and india?) and we have a computer in our room, so i go online to see if my mom's on aim because she's cool like that. she's not, but tim is, so i im him and tell him to call my mom (because apparently him and my mom are tight) to tell her i got in okay.
then we get our internship assignments. for all of you guys that don't know, i'm basically going to london to intern at a museum. that's what i want to do... so that's what makes this part sooo weird. i get assigned to design and sell hats at a local.. hatterer? yeah. apparently, according to the london director, who's just chillaxin at our hotel, i'm not smart enough to work at the museum, so i get to sell hats.
then wacky british driving on the opposite road ensues, and i wake up.
hats?