WTF dreams
Inspired by my sister's dream post. Here's my retarded-ass dreams from last night:
Finals week. I was going to study with some random Asian girl (I don't know who she was, but she had a thick accent) and her house was incredibly clean and quiet and like... fancy. I made a comment about how her house was really awesome, and she and her mom gave me weird looks. Her mom spoke basically no English, which was really frustrating for me. We had to ride our bikes to her house, too, because I'd met her somewhere weird... and there was another Asian girl with us, and they led the way, and they could like, ride their bikes through narrow bar openings (think jail cell bars, that width) and I, the fat white girl, had to go around and make a fool of myself. We cut through a daycare yard and I got busted, but the Asian girls didn't because they were tiny and could slip through the bars.
After studying at her house, there was a choir meeting or something weird. Eleni, Paul, and a bunch of other people were in charge of planning the choir party for after finals, and I kept yelling "yeah, so I don't have to do it! Thank GOD!" really loudly and stuff. Then, the people planning the party decided that it would be an extra-special celebration because, as everyone knew, Dave was getting married.
I went... WHAT??? Because I'd been in the bathroom when this was announced, and Dave had this weird Mimi-from-Rent chick on his arm (he wasn't in the room but I knew this somehow) and we all decided to chip in and buy him a wedding present. I was incredibly pissed, and when I went to my apartment, Julia kept trying to talk to me but I was really depressed and finally Mom said "just leave her alone" to Julia. Then, I tried to call Andrew, and I did, and we talked for like 10 seconds before I had to hang up for some reason, and then when I tried to call him back, I couldn't remember his number. I kept getting confused as to whom I was calling, and wound up calling Steven and talking to him for a while.
After that, I was in my apartment with Julia and we were cleaning up for the choir party, and so we were taking all this trash out to the dumpster area, which was actually a flea market at midnight. Yeeeah. Then, there was a hole in my wall near the floor, and thousands of clear, 3-inch-long cockroaches appeared and got EVERYWHERE, and it was INCREDIBLY nasty. Ugh. *shudder* I tried to vacuum them up but there were too many of them and they were SO disgusting and I couldn't squish them and I tried to sweep them outside with a broom... yuck.
This is what I get for sleeping on the couch, apparently. I hate how I always sleep on the damn couch. Although last night, it was because I was exhausted and didn't feel like clearing off my bed, so I kinda just passed out on the couch.
I have a final in an hour. I'm not ready, and I don't care. Oh dear.
Finals week. I was going to study with some random Asian girl (I don't know who she was, but she had a thick accent) and her house was incredibly clean and quiet and like... fancy. I made a comment about how her house was really awesome, and she and her mom gave me weird looks. Her mom spoke basically no English, which was really frustrating for me. We had to ride our bikes to her house, too, because I'd met her somewhere weird... and there was another Asian girl with us, and they led the way, and they could like, ride their bikes through narrow bar openings (think jail cell bars, that width) and I, the fat white girl, had to go around and make a fool of myself. We cut through a daycare yard and I got busted, but the Asian girls didn't because they were tiny and could slip through the bars.
After studying at her house, there was a choir meeting or something weird. Eleni, Paul, and a bunch of other people were in charge of planning the choir party for after finals, and I kept yelling "yeah, so I don't have to do it! Thank GOD!" really loudly and stuff. Then, the people planning the party decided that it would be an extra-special celebration because, as everyone knew, Dave was getting married.
I went... WHAT??? Because I'd been in the bathroom when this was announced, and Dave had this weird Mimi-from-Rent chick on his arm (he wasn't in the room but I knew this somehow) and we all decided to chip in and buy him a wedding present. I was incredibly pissed, and when I went to my apartment, Julia kept trying to talk to me but I was really depressed and finally Mom said "just leave her alone" to Julia. Then, I tried to call Andrew, and I did, and we talked for like 10 seconds before I had to hang up for some reason, and then when I tried to call him back, I couldn't remember his number. I kept getting confused as to whom I was calling, and wound up calling Steven and talking to him for a while.
After that, I was in my apartment with Julia and we were cleaning up for the choir party, and so we were taking all this trash out to the dumpster area, which was actually a flea market at midnight. Yeeeah. Then, there was a hole in my wall near the floor, and thousands of clear, 3-inch-long cockroaches appeared and got EVERYWHERE, and it was INCREDIBLY nasty. Ugh. *shudder* I tried to vacuum them up but there were too many of them and they were SO disgusting and I couldn't squish them and I tried to sweep them outside with a broom... yuck.
This is what I get for sleeping on the couch, apparently. I hate how I always sleep on the damn couch. Although last night, it was because I was exhausted and didn't feel like clearing off my bed, so I kinda just passed out on the couch.
I have a final in an hour. I'm not ready, and I don't care. Oh dear.