this girl who looked like kim cooper but wasn't really kim cooper bought me an iced tea. i think i said thanks. weird.

i was in an apartment that was set up similiarly to mine and i had a few people over. i can't remember who all was there but it was random people from my past who i can't remember now. the only person that may have been there that i am friends with was aaron, but i'm not 100% sure he was there. anyway, it was very late at night and we weren't really hanging out, everyone was kind of wandering around quietly, when we heard a knock on the front door. i knew that it was someone we did not want to let in so i tried to keep quiet and ignore them. then i heard the knocking on the back door, and at this point we all realized that it was someone who was trying to kill us. once we came to that realization, i grabbed my cellphone to call 911, and when i dialed it thinking, "i have waited my whole life to do this." the person on the other line told me that the police would be there soon and to hide under the beds to make it harder for the killer to find us if he did get in. before we could do that, we realized that it was only ted bair playing a joke on us.

i woke up around 5:30 and was up for about an hour. when i fell back asleep i had another dream. in this one, mrs hershberger, a woman who used to be our neighbor, had a son who killed himself. she saw blood on the wall above her basement door that had dripped down from the ceiling.
at some point, a bizzare game started where i had to figure out the moral of some story that a bunch of my friends and my mom were acting out. i really hated it becuase i didn't want to play and i didn't like that everyone was being secretive and weird and wouldn't talk to me like i was someone they knew or cared about. there was supposed to be a part that was really scary, but it didn't go off right and it was just someone's dad walking in and mumbling a few lines he was supposed to say. i then realized that the moral of the story was that everyone tries to be a teenager and this was somehow supposed to tie into mrs. hershberger's son's suicide. after everyone left, i was helping my mom clean up in the backyard when i noticed a pile of hay on a cart that was smoldering. i told her about it, but neither one of us did anything about it.

Bustass dream

I dreamt that Bustass wanted to meet us. And I was telling this person that it would be awkward because all we did was quote him. But this person, I don't know who it was, said that he really wanted to meet us and that it would be ok. That's all I remember. I will probably not post ever again because I hardly ever remember my dreams.

on friday night i had a dream that i had to walk from admore boulevarde to somewhere in westmoreland county, where i was living. to make it more challenging, i was barefoot and it was dark. a few questionable characters were scattered about on either side of the street, leaving nowhere for me to feel safe. as i started down the road towards east pittsburgh, i stepped on a piece of glass and my foot started to bleed. i looked up from my wounded foot and i saw joel in his car and thought that maybe he would give me a lift. i walked over to him and i saw that he had a pizza hut delivery magnet on the side of his car. he told me he would like to help me out, but he couldn't and drove away. i walked in the other direction in tears.

last night i dreamt that i found lots and lots of change on the sidewalk.

in my dream last night, parrish had a movie he wanted me to see so i watched it on a plane. it was about a woman who saw a person in a bear costum everywhere she went. she was teaching in an elementary school and the bear ran through her classroom. at some point i was in the movie and i was the woman. i found a bunch of green plastic army guy figures on the street and took one of a woman and her child. this signified that i was already dead.

we were having a softball game in my parents backyard and joel pitched the ball to harry sorbo (the only adult playing with us) and it was ten feet away from being over the plate. it skipped over the fence, turned right, then turned the corner, went through the edge of the neighbor's yard, and turned left to jump back into our backyard, making almost a complete square.

also, beth asked me to help her with schedule for work because they made her do it, but basically i was expected to do it and not get paid for it. (this was not beth's fault) also, justin atchley was on the schedule at night to "help out with the kids." i had no idea when anyone could work or who half the people were. it was really stressful.

Last night, I slept on the blue loveseat in my living room and had nice dreams about living out my days in the company of my soulmate (which I vaguely remember enjoying.)