Ok. Um. Hi.
I made a typo on there. I'll change it sooner or later. Not right now though. Ugh, why do I do this.
I kinda really hate myself right now. But, ok, it's for a different reason this time.
Ok so. I slept horribly this morning. Woke up at 4, then 5, then 7. So then it's 8 and I'm awake and yeah whatever. But then since I was still so tired, I fell asleep again. And yeah, woke up at 12.
So here's the thing. I had this dream between 9 and 12, and omg that has got to be one of the most horrifying dreams I ever had.
So basically if I hadn't fallen asleep again, I wouldn't have this effing dream.
And like it took place on September 24th. And the newsreporter guy said the things happened "this past weekend". But like. I didn't even know September 24th is on a weekend. It's a Saturday.
Like, it was like a dystopian dream. There's no humanity. It was sick. Disgusting.
Ok. Very bad.
And in the end, it related to Donald Trump. Yeah weird, huh? Like, he was the one behind all of that stuff.
(singing in my mind: "wake me up wake me up inside; can't wake up; *very loud screaming*")
Um.. heck.
Jfc. I'm typing this out, and now I'm seeing how ridiculous my dream was.
Like, what the heck? Killing everything? Every person (except the people doing the killing since it took place across the world), every animal, every object (clothing, toys, etc.)? That's so rude. How inhumane.
One of the killing centers took place in my parents' bathroom. And I was in my room freaking out. Then one of the killing assistants was in the other upstairs bathroom. So then I kept on trolling him. I stole his balloon. And I stole back my suitcase and dumped out all my clothes into my already messy closet.
I didn't get killed. I was one of the survivors. Weird, huh?
rip brain //
And then the newsreporter (another survivor) showed us other survivors watching the news these gruesome pictures of other survivors. One was a little girl without any limbs.
This dream reminds me of the purge. But not really the purge. I don't even know, man. My dreams are freaking weird.
The day was September 24, 2016. A Saturday. A weekend.
Scary shiz right here. Mmohmygod.
I feel like this could be such a thrilling dystopian story.
I had a less horrifying dream before that one. But I forgot what happened in it.
Anyway, how are you guys doing?
*cries*
rip me
rip
that's a weird dream. I woke up, and then I fell asleep in the morning like 3 times all because I was just bored and a little tired.
ReplyDeletebtw, I found out what that weird class was. It's a typing class! You basically just 'learn how to type' which I already know how. But I don't really put my hands on the keyboard all the time or whatever people do it. (how do people do that??)
Nothing much is happening, just chilling on the blogosphere. Lol.
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Yeah, it is haha. Like I'm somewhat tired all day long, but sometimes I just can't sleep? Which sucks. Ugh.
DeleteOh, huh, ok. I took keyboarding classes in elementary and middle school. Didn't know it was a thing in high school. Huh, interesting.. I usually type using just my index, middle, and ring fingers though lol.
Guess so. Yeah.
i usually type with my pointer fingers?? weird I guess. I have to take another class, but who knows maybe I'll have fun typing lol.
Deleteohh. i hated my tech classes lol. hopefully you won't.
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