D-d-d-d-dreaaams~ and other stuff.
So the other night I had the most random, most AWESOME dream ever. And actually, when it started out, I totally thought it was gonna be a nightmare but it turned out so much better. Also, it was really weird and unrealistic at times as dreams are won't to be, so just go with it.
Anyway, it basically involved me having my Dad's dog in my high school french class, and him getting loose so that I had to run after him. And then he somehow brings me to the teacher's house which is, incidentally, very near the classroom (everything is just so freakin convenient in dreams). And while there I discover a blood stain in her backyard (yeah, no idea how I got to the back, I was kind of just there) and since I'm a pussy even in dreams, I bring some friends there the next day with the dog again to investigate and we discover a severed arm and foot in this dark gated shed thingy. So anyway, I'm the smart one and I vote for calling the police and telling them we'd found out our french teacher is serial killer but everyone else was like NO WAY WE CAN'T PROVE ANYTHING, even though THERE'S A FREAKIN SEVERED ARM AND FOOT KAJSDKAJH. Whatever. Don't ask me to explain their logics. Clearly my dream friends are dumb. So anyway, they somehow convince me to not call the po-po on her ass, and we have to play it cool and pretend we don't know anything so we can figure out a plan without spooking her into running or you know. Killing us all. But the next day in class, she asks me to stay after while these two random boys are taking a make up test or some shit in the background, and idk we had this really weird conversation which I can't really remember now except she kind of made her way over to the door and then locked it because I GUESS MY DREAM ACTING WAS NOT GOOD ENOUGH AND SHE FIGURED OUT I KNEW, so she was like "Now I have to get rid of you. /evil smile blah blah blah" and this is the part of the dream that I totally thought was gonna turn into a nightmare and I was about ready to pee my pants and beg for mercy when the coolest shit ever happened. My brain was suddenly just like... fuck this shit. You can take this bitch. And then we totally started brawling and duking it out and having a full blown fist fight all over the classroom. And you know what? I beat the shit out of that bitch. Well. You know. Like I didn't fatally injure her or anything. BUT SHE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME OKAY. And I took some good hits too! Anyway, yeah, I kicked her ass and then the police came and I had the two random kids who were taking their make up tests as witnesses and we NAILED HER ASS. But you know. Not like nailed as in fucking. But nailed as in SHE GOT SENT TO PRISON WUUUUT.
The End.
Yeah, idek with myself either guys. I'm not even gonna pretend, I know what goes on in my own noggin. Other than that, things have been pretty chill with me lately. Still sucking at school, still dealing with work, still having super duper mood swings. The usual.
Also, I've been thinking a lot about why I like giving people gifts. I like to think it's because I like making people happy, and while this is mostly true I can't help thinking my brain has ulterior motives. Like maybe I just like feeling loved? Or appreciated? Or needed? Or maybe I like giving people something tangible since I feel like I don't give them anything else by being their friends? In the end, any of these reasons makes it about me. So in the end, even though I am giving a gift, I AM STILL BEING SELFISH. ahahaha If anyone could be selfish by giving gifts it would totally be me. Gosh I'm an asshole. Anyway, hope you didn't waste your time reading this, but loooooooove <3 if you did!
Hasta La Vista~
Anyway, it basically involved me having my Dad's dog in my high school french class, and him getting loose so that I had to run after him. And then he somehow brings me to the teacher's house which is, incidentally, very near the classroom (everything is just so freakin convenient in dreams). And while there I discover a blood stain in her backyard (yeah, no idea how I got to the back, I was kind of just there) and since I'm a pussy even in dreams, I bring some friends there the next day with the dog again to investigate and we discover a severed arm and foot in this dark gated shed thingy. So anyway, I'm the smart one and I vote for calling the police and telling them we'd found out our french teacher is serial killer but everyone else was like NO WAY WE CAN'T PROVE ANYTHING, even though THERE'S A FREAKIN SEVERED ARM AND FOOT KAJSDKAJH. Whatever. Don't ask me to explain their logics. Clearly my dream friends are dumb. So anyway, they somehow convince me to not call the po-po on her ass, and we have to play it cool and pretend we don't know anything so we can figure out a plan without spooking her into running or you know. Killing us all. But the next day in class, she asks me to stay after while these two random boys are taking a make up test or some shit in the background, and idk we had this really weird conversation which I can't really remember now except she kind of made her way over to the door and then locked it because I GUESS MY DREAM ACTING WAS NOT GOOD ENOUGH AND SHE FIGURED OUT I KNEW, so she was like "Now I have to get rid of you. /evil smile blah blah blah" and this is the part of the dream that I totally thought was gonna turn into a nightmare and I was about ready to pee my pants and beg for mercy when the coolest shit ever happened. My brain was suddenly just like... fuck this shit. You can take this bitch. And then we totally started brawling and duking it out and having a full blown fist fight all over the classroom. And you know what? I beat the shit out of that bitch. Well. You know. Like I didn't fatally injure her or anything. BUT SHE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME OKAY. And I took some good hits too! Anyway, yeah, I kicked her ass and then the police came and I had the two random kids who were taking their make up tests as witnesses and we NAILED HER ASS. But you know. Not like nailed as in fucking. But nailed as in SHE GOT SENT TO PRISON WUUUUT.
The End.
Yeah, idek with myself either guys. I'm not even gonna pretend, I know what goes on in my own noggin. Other than that, things have been pretty chill with me lately. Still sucking at school, still dealing with work, still having super duper mood swings. The usual.
Also, I've been thinking a lot about why I like giving people gifts. I like to think it's because I like making people happy, and while this is mostly true I can't help thinking my brain has ulterior motives. Like maybe I just like feeling loved? Or appreciated? Or needed? Or maybe I like giving people something tangible since I feel like I don't give them anything else by being their friends? In the end, any of these reasons makes it about me. So in the end, even though I am giving a gift, I AM STILL BEING SELFISH. ahahaha If anyone could be selfish by giving gifts it would totally be me. Gosh I'm an asshole. Anyway, hope you didn't waste your time reading this, but loooooooove <3 if you did!
Hasta La Vista~