Dream Theory
After getting home around 6 AM from the Summer 1 floorset, I knocked myself out for the good part of the day, until friggin Devin called and woke me up around 10:30. Then, I don't remember much after that, but I'm sure that I passed out again until about quarter past 3. It was niiice. I had some wicked trippy dreams, too. I remember that I was strolling along the beach with a shitload of people. Amanda, Heather, Preston... all these kids. We were just chillin on the dock and just splashing our feet and stuff. But, the sun was really beating down on me (that must have been because I was wearing my hoodie in my sleep.) So, I try to get out of the sun. I go inside a place nearby the beach, it was probably the mall. I just remember seeing a lot of clothes that I wanted to buy. But, I didn't want to spend so much money. But, I wanted to at least get something. So $10 for something. Still again, I was sooo hot in my dream that I wish that there was something that I could have done, like turn on the air conditioning on or something. I'm whining and shit. Literally, kicking my feet and grunting. So, I said to myself, this must be a dream. There's no possible way that I can be so warm like this. THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM. So, I told myself that, I know that I'm dreaming because I will do something that would never happen in real life. So, I go the bar and order a Jack and Coke. No ID required, the good man handed me a nice glass. I felt happy. And, I'm happy that I can determine in my sleep that I'm actually dreaming.