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so I don't know if it's because of the heat from our air being broken upstairs, the noisy fan outside my door, or what, but I had the wierdest dream.
so mom and I are driving somewhere on like 528, and this kid, decides to pull an Air Soft gun out and start shooting at us. I'm thinking, are you kidding me? kid, you damag e my car in any way and I'll hurt you.
so then we get off at an exit, but we're walking?
don't know where mom is, but Jill Houser sperates that kid with the air soft and I. I hide behind Jill when he looks back, but he looks back and sees me. so then the next thing I know is he's shooting at me again.
now, for those who don't know, when betsy gets really pissed at something, betsy tends to use some profanity.
I yelled you fucking asshole at the top of my lungs. everyone turned and looked at me.
so then he takes off running. mom magically appears.
mom and I are walking back from a park? under a lot of trees, and someone is running towards us. it was that kid.
somehow we start talking, and I was like, look, answer me this, why the hell did you decide to shoot at us.
I guess he didn't think I was smart.
so I was like, do you or do you not think I'm smart. he's like, you are. so I'm thinking to myself, ok, I'm smarter than you thought....
guess he figured our generation was dumb. [probably is true though] I made sure he understood that there are still some smart people out there.
and then I woke up.
because I was dying.
oh the joys of the air conditioning where you sleep being broken.
it is 4:30, and I'm like wide awake now. and I have to be up in like 4 hours for the beach.
dad and I are the only ones up at this insane hour. but him it's understandable...he leaves for work in like 45 minutes-an hour. him I understand.
I should be sleeping!
HARRAY FOR NO SLEEP!
I'm going to go play some Super Collapse 3.
so mom and I are driving somewhere on like 528, and this kid, decides to pull an Air Soft gun out and start shooting at us. I'm thinking, are you kidding me? kid, you damag e my car in any way and I'll hurt you.
so then we get off at an exit, but we're walking?
don't know where mom is, but Jill Houser sperates that kid with the air soft and I. I hide behind Jill when he looks back, but he looks back and sees me. so then the next thing I know is he's shooting at me again.
now, for those who don't know, when betsy gets really pissed at something, betsy tends to use some profanity.
I yelled you fucking asshole at the top of my lungs. everyone turned and looked at me.
so then he takes off running. mom magically appears.
mom and I are walking back from a park? under a lot of trees, and someone is running towards us. it was that kid.
somehow we start talking, and I was like, look, answer me this, why the hell did you decide to shoot at us.
I guess he didn't think I was smart.
so I was like, do you or do you not think I'm smart. he's like, you are. so I'm thinking to myself, ok, I'm smarter than you thought....
guess he figured our generation was dumb. [probably is true though] I made sure he understood that there are still some smart people out there.
and then I woke up.
because I was dying.
oh the joys of the air conditioning where you sleep being broken.
it is 4:30, and I'm like wide awake now. and I have to be up in like 4 hours for the beach.
dad and I are the only ones up at this insane hour. but him it's understandable...he leaves for work in like 45 minutes-an hour. him I understand.
I should be sleeping!
HARRAY FOR NO SLEEP!
I'm going to go play some Super Collapse 3.