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i had this really weird apocalyptic dream. it was really disturbing. my family and i were stuck in this huge building and were unable to walk around outside. this scary corporation would tell us all the wreckage that was occuring outside. i didn't think it was real. everyone was panicking. i ran outside of a huge meeting room and screamed "oh god" and one of my religious co-workers was like "see? now don't you believe." and i was like "fuck god" and started to run. i knew i had to get outside somehow because it really wasn't happening: it was just the corporation trying to control everyone with fear. for some reason i had to take of my clothes to do this, i think because i'd be recognized in my outfit. so i strip to my underwear and run around to find a shirt. when i finally do this, i start running down this corridor. i throw on this white spaghetti strap with red polka dots. there are huge double doors at the end of the corridor, and i know that these lead to the outside world. zombified people start dragging themselves in through them. i knew that they weren't going to eat me or anything, but they were in my way. the doors began closing and i was trying to run through these sedated and sluggish people that were so strong. i remember finally pushing my way through these people to have the doors shut and lock by the time i get there.
and then i woke up to knocking on the apt. door from some maintenance dood saying that he's here to fix the holes in the bathroom. the fucking holes in the bathroom that someone put there last year in order to hang stuff on. the holes that have been there since the beginning of the school year. at 9am in the morning. i hear a knock, and so i throw on a sweatshirt to get the door. by the time i get there i hear someone fumbling with a lock. i open the door and it's the repair man. and i'm just thinking "dood, what the fuck? do you really expect us to be awake right now? and you were going to unlock the door and just let yourself in? good god." of course i would've been okay with this if he was here to actually fix our peep hole, so i didn't have to freak out everytime someone knocks on the door. but no...the holes in the wall are waaaaaay more important than our safety.
boy does this school suck sometimes.
and then i woke up to knocking on the apt. door from some maintenance dood saying that he's here to fix the holes in the bathroom. the fucking holes in the bathroom that someone put there last year in order to hang stuff on. the holes that have been there since the beginning of the school year. at 9am in the morning. i hear a knock, and so i throw on a sweatshirt to get the door. by the time i get there i hear someone fumbling with a lock. i open the door and it's the repair man. and i'm just thinking "dood, what the fuck? do you really expect us to be awake right now? and you were going to unlock the door and just let yourself in? good god." of course i would've been okay with this if he was here to actually fix our peep hole, so i didn't have to freak out everytime someone knocks on the door. but no...the holes in the wall are waaaaaay more important than our safety.
boy does this school suck sometimes.