Damn it

I’m getting sick. Why? WHY RIGHT NOW?!

I had many man odd dreams last night. Like.. wow.

First one:

I was fighting some people… in a room full of wine glasses. I managed to break none of them, why? Because I was fighting while dancing like a fucking ballerina. Really? Me… tutu? No. Just no.

Second one:

I was in a store that Marilyn Mason of all people owns. A group of people come in and start yelling at this smaller guy. You can tell they are gonna start a fight. So i walked up to the biggest of them all and grabbed a hand full of his mass of frizzy curly hair. He started to do that ” I’m going to kick your ass” thing and one of his friends informed him it was a girl doing this. He didn’t believe it turns around and I’m there smiling and wave at him. He gets all pissy so for some reason it seemed like a good idea to just leap onto him and start bitch slapping him in the face over and over. It was rather funny. Then I told every one planning to steal to get the hell out and every one in the store like books it with the shit in their hands. I started tackling people. Two of them being really short people. Kinda funny to see.

Third one: I was crossing the new bridge before it was truly built. So there were massive gaps. I had to balance and monkey bar it all the way across. Then I get to this fairy that my entire school is on and we are going on a trip some where. And for some odd reason me and some other people are having a race while the fairy is swaying back and forth. I am used to this sway I lived on floating houses. So it was all easy to run with. We get to the end of the race and we are looking out over the ocean and I swear to god it was the prettiest thing I have ever seen. We just stare at it for a while then the other people leave and WTF Shane shows up and starts cuddling and for some reason I am looking at guitar notes. And ok this is just weird Shane starts writing down the note as they are played and for some reason this relates to guitar hero and rock band… because I looked at him and said ” Really?! REALLY?! Never playing that game near you… ever. ” And then I woke up.

So weird…. so.. so weird.

[Edit]

Fuck allergies. Why do I have to be allergic to metal? I have 3 rashes right now. 3 itchy fucking rashes, that I will scratch. When I scratch I cut… and then bleed. AND OH BOY!!!! Get scars. God.. I got all my moms shitty fucking allergies bread and metal. No one else got them just me…. DAMN YOU BROTHERS FOR GETTING THE GOOD END OF THE STICK IN EVERY WAY!!!

Lets top that off with a little PMS and you have the best fucking day ever.

Save your popsicle sarcasum…

So today was slightly retarded.

Jason spazed out. It was just grand to hear him voice his assholeness at me.

” At least we know what we want!”
” AHHA no you dont!”

” Well at least we feel shit and don’t just move the fuck on right away like the cold hearted things you are! Girls are stupid!”

Wow have did I ever want to leave. I also had an urge to bash him in the head. Hard. Honestly… the guy is pissed because I am happy. That really isn’t fare to be pissed about. I haven’t been happy since I was in elementary school. The first fucking time in ages and he spazes. THANKS FOR CARING JACK ASS! He is more deceiving than most girls I know. Like one moment hes ok being near me and one wrong word will send him off on this depression spiral and then hes all moody. And then suddenly HE IS OK AGAIN! >_< Fuck… FUCK ARGH I honestly don’t know what to do other then say ” FUCK IT!” and leave. Just fucking end trying to be his friend. Honestly I tried, and I have kept trying… and I keep getting this. I like it better when people are blunt I can handle that. Like when my ex told me to my face he hated me. S’all good. I knew where we stood. And the best part? Him and I are actually friends now!! But Jason I swear to fucking god is just fucking this up with pissy moody behavior.

I really should start my art history essay, its due Friday and I have yet to even research my topic. I HAVE TILL MIDNIGHT THOUGH >_>(yes I am totally fucked I am aware)