DILDo

August 24, 2011 melatonin
I had a lucid dream. Forgot how it went though. I believe I was in Elementary school when realization came. Then I observed, and then went straight towards shrubbery and visualized that I was going to Denn. Woke up.
I think I was collecting items in my stupid RPG game when the dream scene turned into some sort of Harry Potter hall. I think Harry killed Voldemort, but then Harry started attacking me, and this other black guy, but he died and was laying on the floor. Then I think we began to sword fight. There was blood everywhere. (this was after I watched KillBill.lol.) We fought at the end of the staircase, and I killed him. I staggered my way to the one guy he just killed and sat next to him. I knew the students were coming out of their classes soon. And when they did they panicked to the sight that Harry was dead. I walked over to everyone shrouding over his body with two bowls in my hands, someone screamed, Voldemort killed him!! Then I replied as I walked over, I killed Harry Potter. I then walked to the other sideo of the room and sat down and began to eat what was in the bowls. It felt like time lapsed and Harry died a long time ago. I felt guilt, but I wasn't grieving. The female giant to 9'o'clock of me told me I was eating Yakisoba and I agreed with her and gave it to her. Yakisoba is fucking disgusting.*
School began, I was going to my classes still with a guilty feeling of killing Harry. I remembered to keep as quiet as I could (my goal this year). While I was looking at the school map for my class, it didn't look familiar at all. I entered this one class with two chicks that I use to know before. The teacher was blonde and sweet, but I was slightly late. It looked like a cheap college classroom. I sat down in the back. I was wearing my big knit poncho(it's actually really pretty looking). I felt as if I was really attractive looking during this time. The teacher was doing her teaching thing, and the white guy behind me kept playing with my hair. I sat there, just waiting. When class was nearly over, I got up to stand near the door, when the asian guy pulled my hood on top of my head, or he was messing with me hair. I squeeled and glared at him. I saw an old friend at I never really talked to. She said Hi and I smiled. I exited and it looked like outside elementary school. I made way to my class, which was on the other side. The place began to look like a giant one story mall. I saw this other chick and asked her where I could find this place. She brought me past these mannequins and expensive looking places. She showed me to the entrance and I thanked her. The curtains were closed, and I told the lady next to it, I'm a student of this class. She said were not allowing people in anymore. You're late. I could see flashes and loud music coming from behind the velvet curtain. It looked like a modeling class. Why would I ever sign up for something like that? I left and decided, I'll kill my time by switching classes. In the hall I saw all my juggalo friends. (I'm no juggalo c But I said Hi and they were all selling stuff. I had this bag of chocolate in my hands and didn't want it, so I said who wants it, and the little boy and girl said they wanted it, so I threw it to the boy and said to share with her. I then walked over to the class changing machine. Technology changed. I let the girl behind me go first, since I didn't know how to work it. The this one guy in one of my last year classes wanted to change his class too. I let him past me and he changed. He used to be one of those students that no one likes but he was really flirty. I dedided to change that "modeling" class into a recurring engineering class.*