Could reading Judy Blume-authored books after eating corned beef before sleeping the cause of two consecutive dreams I, myself, couldn't stand? I think it really is. I couldn't finish reading the book for the day because I was drawing my life away. i shouldn't have. I realized it was completely a mistake. So, yeah, it took me two days to finish the freaking book, and look what it got into me. The two most yuckiest dreams to ever dream about. I hate those dreams. They were driving me so nuts. It was sooo much gross!

Here is dream one.

I was at the cultural hall, and i seem to have remembered that it was pretty cramped up. THere was an assembly, and Dones was beside me. I think he made a fault, and i hated him for it. I didn't even mind looking at him for a second, then he was apologizing like hell to me. I don't know. But somewhere after that, he was embracing me, holding my hand and putting his arm around my shoulder. THe hell that i wasn't protesting. Oh HYUCK. We were walking as if we were on a relationship and he was always looking at me with those stupid puppy-dog eyes and HYUCK once again. I was gazing back at him, too! GEEZ! Normally, i would've forgotten about the dream...but oh, for heaven's sake, i remembered it as if it was stamped on my memory!

Now, grasp on your sanities, because this is dream two.

HYUCK. There was another whatever hunt of whatever. We were on this creepy palace and there were golden caskettes of mummies in there and blah, blah. then one of the mascots mysteriously wailed and then we later found out that it was supposed to be a baby ((whaaaat?!)). So, the hunt was over, then another assembly was held!((nuts)) only it was on the "mini botanical garden" and we were all outside. I got mad at Dones again and he was apologizing like hell again. ANd then, like a twisting scene, we were on Kiddie Club! ((wwhhaaaa!?)) There was this bloated Chinese guy on the middle of the table and the whole lc population were cramping up in there. THe Chinese guy, complete with traditional CHinese suit, called out Teresa and ANgelica and taught them a lesson...turns out that there was no lesson to teach because they weren't angry at each other ((hell))...then there goes dong again...((why does he keep on stealing scenes, anyway?)) He leaned on me purposely and i hugged him...it was long enough since we, genz and i, were studying the periodic table of elements ((dizzy))...then he slipped down, but he was still leaning on me...and he was sucking a lollipop...oh geez...

i wish i didn't read any of those books ever. Gad, when i woke up...i was feeling light-headed and i instantly wanted to barf!...

We and Ella had a bet. We bet on him. I bet he wouldn't court me, and she bet he will. Ah. Who knows! But i am sure like hell that i'll win the bet...wait and see.^__^