Posted

Apr 29th 2007

. . .Craaap. . .I'm having some trouble making this start off as a happier journal. owo;

I'm a bit annoyed with my little sister always thinking that I'm some kind of retard. I have a button from school that says "Vote 4 Tristi" because I wanted to put it there. And my little sister points out that I have a button on my backpack that says "Vote 4 Tristi" and if I knew it was there. Off course I didn't know the damn button was there even though I put it on my backpack.

Yeah, and I love it how people in my family try to tell me somthing while I'm listening to my iPod. . .I never hear what they say. xD

Oh yeah, and to make this clear. . .my persona is Sage. and to make this even clearer to those who think I'm a guy. . .I'm a GIRL. I've had around twenty people think I'm a guy so far. ;;
I'd also like to know why people keep mistaking me for a guy. ;;


Yeah and right now I just wish that the dreams that I do remember. . .I won't. They're weird as hell. xD

So like in my dream, I was invited to this meeting at this huge ass building that was just built. So I go and we have to sit on the floor in the auditorium. Well some of the guards there started passing out candy. Guess what, it paralyzed you once you swallowed it. I ended up spitting it out because it was really gross and crap. So while everyone else around me is paralyzed, I'm pretended to be. The lady who sent out the invites came out on stage with a katana (Yeah it was awkward) and some random chick who was also paralyzed because of that damn candy. So um the leader lady murders the random chick on stage in front of all of us with the katana. Everyone starts to freak out as they start shooting people row by row. I notice some random lady video taping it all, so I get up and kick her ass and steal the camera. One of the guards was some guy who looked like he was in my grade. And so they send him after me. For some reason, I decide to run UPstairs instead of outside to the police department. So up on the second floor of the building (where you can see the auditorium from the loft and everyone in it), I end up running into my classmate from German, Conan (That really is his name). He was just there and so I tossed him the camera invovling him with the entire chase that I'm still in. We ran around the second story and found some baseball bats. So we grab those. We ended up running back downstairs and hid underneath a set of stairs. Well, the guard who was chasing us some how ended up standing behind up and hit Conan in the back really hard with another baseball bat that we had missed. So I end up in a swordfight with baseball bats with the guard and won (Whoo!). Conan gets back up and we run straight towards the front where there's a phone. I don't know why I didn't see it sooner, but it was just there. We called the police and told them what was going on (Conan really. . .I was kind of freaking out) and the police didn't believe us. Hang up the phone and I start to hear something how the lady who was in charge of the meeting was the one who started the Mothers Agianst Drunk Drivers (MADD) program. And then I woke up and the guy on the radio was talking about the same lady.

I dunno. . .most of the dreams that I do remember have some kind of death involved in it, but there was a freaking genocide in this one.
This is actually the second time I've had this dream, but the first time I had it I was one of the first people to get shot and I sucked at fighting. ;;
It was really awkward. And that was from like the other night too. x: