Fierce

Mar 30, 2008 09:19

Hello to all!

I feel like Rita emerging from the crypt of livejournal...all moldy and covered with moss. Okay sick. That's not the point.
The point is that I just had the weirdest dream. Here's what happened:
I was on America's Next Top Model and it was still early in the game. Me and all of the other models were all standing around in this hallway, which was a segue location from my last dream where we were in a hallway trying to get rides home from something. Anyway, we were in a hallway, and I was just looking at everyone, not thinking of anything in particular. And then I hear this random lady saying something, and then she indicated to the girl who was standing two girls away from me that "You're first, go!" And then that girl started walking all sassy with her hand on her hip across the hallway into the adjoining room. Once she was in the room she seductively reached into a closet and picked up one box of cereal, then another. She walked back to her original spot, and the next girl followed suit. I was getting really nervous because I was next, and I didn't even know what the challenge was. Something about being a sexy mom? I didn't know. Anyway, when the other girl got back to her place I was really feeling like I was going to be eliminated. First off, I had two big shopping bags in my hands, and I had to clunkily set those down. Then, as I started my model walk all of the girls who were sitting on the floor tried to trip me with their stupid pointy toes. I got to the closest, and felt like I was taking too much time deciding which cereal to get. I realized that it didn't matter. I just wanted a good kind. All of that deliberation was for nothing though--I chose stupid kinds, I think plain Cherios and Total. What the hell. Anyway, I walked back to my spot and didn't even notice that the other girls went after me. I remember talking to the girls who were next to me about how I was sure that I would be eliminated. "What was the challenge in the first place?" "It was the ten steps challenge, you had to walk there and back in ten steps." What the heck is the point of that? Look good while taking elephant steps? I digress.
The next thing I knew was that we would find out if we were eliminated by going into another room and trying to find a piece of pizza that had our name on it within a Mr. C's pizza box. I opened it, worried out of my mind, and was scared to find that almost none of the pieces had anyone's names on them. But luckily, I spotted my name, which looked like it was written in pencil across the hardened cheese. I picked up the piece, and started devouring it. Then John called me mid-bite and I woke up.
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