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So, I finished my entry and put my computer away and was about to lay down and go to sleep. But nooo... everyone suddenly gets back from the frat party. A total of maybe three minutes before I was going to go to bed. And some people are super-drunk. Amusing, yes... but not-quite-standing-up-right drunk nonetheless. It was about 3:30 before we got them out of the room. 3:30! Then, at about a quarter to 4 I'm back in bed, and I hear all this banging and yelling out in the hall. Swordfighting! With a kendo stick and an umbrella. I want you to pause here and picture this situation. There were at least five people standing on rather bemused. I walked out of the room, and grabbed the kendo stick and had a sober-fight with our resident gamer. But it was a quiet fight. Then the drunk got the stick back and was yelling, and our gamer was yelling in Japanese, so people woke up and the RA came out and yelled at everyone. It was just... weird. The whole night was super-freaking-weird. I'm going to blame all the wind.
So, last night between about 4 and 11 this morning, I had a pretty weird dream, too. I wish I could really remember how it went, because once again the chronological order's all messed up in my head, which is a shame because I know it went together somehow. And it's one of those that gets pushed to the back of your mind quickly, but one random thought will help you remember like, fifteen minutes of it all at once. I'm just going to improvise the order here, so I can write it down. Lots of my friends here, along with me, were all in this strange Survivor-like competition. There was this big maze thing made up of like, white sheets and slides and stuff, and we were all supposed to make it through seperately and then place a little star in this ledge to vote someone off. Most of the people decided we didn't need our Asian guy and all wanted to vote him off. I knew that we shouldn't vote anyone else off yet since we still had another month of shows and we needed all the people we could get. Somehow though, someone slipped a vote onto my ledge, too and the guy ended up getting voted off. I tried to explain to him, but he wasn't really listening or something. Then there was this strange twist in the rules and it was just down to two of us that could go through the door to the next part. It was me and this guy whose name was something like Edgar or Norman or something that I had never ever seen before but I think he looked vaguely like Ewan McGregor. Anyway, I was upset that it was just me and him because I knew we were going to need more people, but I packed up my stuff and left anyway. There was some other bit about packing lightly, and I'm not sure if it was later on, or before this when all of us were starting our Survivor game. Anyway, the next area was sort of like a house. We entered into the kitchen area and looked around a bit and stuff. Later on we ended up in this big room and I was talking on the phone with my mom or something, and there were a lot of people there from elementary school and stuff. It was set up like this big maze, and we were all talking about how we were going to deal with the thing that was trapped behind this big foam-and-metal barrier on the wall. The foam was falling off, and everyone was worried that it had escaped. I was looking around behind the foam on the wall, and found this hole that lead straight out. Everyone was talking about asking David Bowie if he knew if it had gotten away (apparently he lived along the other side of the big black room) but I could already tell that it had escaped. I left to tell my mom, and ended up in this strange little town in front of their school where about five little boys were waiting to get in. They told me I had to ring the school bell for school to start, which was on a giant string attached to this huge tree. I had to jump up and grab the rope and pull my entire weight against it to ring the bell. I kept coming down really close to where all the boys were layig on the grass, but I was able to avoid them. I rang the bell three times, and on the third try there was a snap, and this huge branch that everything was tied to fell down. I caught it on my arm right before it hit this one boy, and it hurt. It's so weird to get hurt in dreams. After that I went inside and my mom was there waiting for me. It was like a mall or something, and this horrible alarm was going off. We figured out that it was because the aliens (or whatever had escaped from the black thing) were going to bomb us, so we ran into this electronics-type place that I vaguely remember thinking was Radio Shack and take shelter under this big table. My sister was there too, and I pulled her underneath me to protect her. I had to keep telling my mom not to hide out in the open, but she kept leaving her head exposed and I was really worried about her until I convinced her to curl up under this shelf. After this I'm pretty sure I somehow ended up back in the kitchen-room from earlier again, but only briefly. Then my mom, sister, the Asian and I were walking down the street to this big hotel because we were supposed to be staying there for something. It had the strangest theme, but I remembered seeing it in brochures of some sort. It had escalators that were covered in carpet that formed different animal-related tapestries as it went up. I remember wondering if they were going to let people that weren't citizens in because of the high terror alert but it didn't matter. We wandered around and looked at some of the sample rooms, and there was one where the couch was a giant skeleton, and one where the bed was a giant doggy bed on top of a water matress. The whole thing was full of like, stuffed bears and stuff. It was really weird.
So, last night between about 4 and 11 this morning, I had a pretty weird dream, too. I wish I could really remember how it went, because once again the chronological order's all messed up in my head, which is a shame because I know it went together somehow. And it's one of those that gets pushed to the back of your mind quickly, but one random thought will help you remember like, fifteen minutes of it all at once. I'm just going to improvise the order here, so I can write it down. Lots of my friends here, along with me, were all in this strange Survivor-like competition. There was this big maze thing made up of like, white sheets and slides and stuff, and we were all supposed to make it through seperately and then place a little star in this ledge to vote someone off. Most of the people decided we didn't need our Asian guy and all wanted to vote him off. I knew that we shouldn't vote anyone else off yet since we still had another month of shows and we needed all the people we could get. Somehow though, someone slipped a vote onto my ledge, too and the guy ended up getting voted off. I tried to explain to him, but he wasn't really listening or something. Then there was this strange twist in the rules and it was just down to two of us that could go through the door to the next part. It was me and this guy whose name was something like Edgar or Norman or something that I had never ever seen before but I think he looked vaguely like Ewan McGregor. Anyway, I was upset that it was just me and him because I knew we were going to need more people, but I packed up my stuff and left anyway. There was some other bit about packing lightly, and I'm not sure if it was later on, or before this when all of us were starting our Survivor game. Anyway, the next area was sort of like a house. We entered into the kitchen area and looked around a bit and stuff. Later on we ended up in this big room and I was talking on the phone with my mom or something, and there were a lot of people there from elementary school and stuff. It was set up like this big maze, and we were all talking about how we were going to deal with the thing that was trapped behind this big foam-and-metal barrier on the wall. The foam was falling off, and everyone was worried that it had escaped. I was looking around behind the foam on the wall, and found this hole that lead straight out. Everyone was talking about asking David Bowie if he knew if it had gotten away (apparently he lived along the other side of the big black room) but I could already tell that it had escaped. I left to tell my mom, and ended up in this strange little town in front of their school where about five little boys were waiting to get in. They told me I had to ring the school bell for school to start, which was on a giant string attached to this huge tree. I had to jump up and grab the rope and pull my entire weight against it to ring the bell. I kept coming down really close to where all the boys were layig on the grass, but I was able to avoid them. I rang the bell three times, and on the third try there was a snap, and this huge branch that everything was tied to fell down. I caught it on my arm right before it hit this one boy, and it hurt. It's so weird to get hurt in dreams. After that I went inside and my mom was there waiting for me. It was like a mall or something, and this horrible alarm was going off. We figured out that it was because the aliens (or whatever had escaped from the black thing) were going to bomb us, so we ran into this electronics-type place that I vaguely remember thinking was Radio Shack and take shelter under this big table. My sister was there too, and I pulled her underneath me to protect her. I had to keep telling my mom not to hide out in the open, but she kept leaving her head exposed and I was really worried about her until I convinced her to curl up under this shelf. After this I'm pretty sure I somehow ended up back in the kitchen-room from earlier again, but only briefly. Then my mom, sister, the Asian and I were walking down the street to this big hotel because we were supposed to be staying there for something. It had the strangest theme, but I remembered seeing it in brochures of some sort. It had escalators that were covered in carpet that formed different animal-related tapestries as it went up. I remember wondering if they were going to let people that weren't citizens in because of the high terror alert but it didn't matter. We wandered around and looked at some of the sample rooms, and there was one where the couch was a giant skeleton, and one where the bed was a giant doggy bed on top of a water matress. The whole thing was full of like, stuffed bears and stuff. It was really weird.
