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You need to start watching less CSPAN, Robbo... or... whatever channel you have up there that's about politics.

That's the thing! I don't watch any political TV! I don't even watch the news (unless I happen to flip past something interesting).

Then maybe you need to umm... uhh... yeah I got nothing.

Maybe I'm seeing into the future...

NDP will win the election (bahahahahahaha, right)

Hilary Clinton will be president of the US.

my dream last night was driving around in my nice 2002 protege. then when i woke up i realized my car was no more.

i dreamed about brocoli.

lots of brocoli. it was awkward.

I had three dreams in a row about the ex-boy.

None of them were that pleasant.

Sometimes I dream a dream never to meant to be dreamt.

I dreamed last night that I was getting on the bus to go to school. The bus was very strange though. It was like an open-concept bus, with only half walls and (for some reason) a big hole in the middle of the floor that was surrounded by a hand-rail.

Anyways, I sat in the front of the bus, and he started driving. A minute later I realized that the driver was going the wrong way, so I shoulded out "HEY! W T F?!" (not "what the fuck" but the letters "doubleyou tee eff") "You're going the wrong way!" I yelled. The driver turned around and said "What way do you want to go" and I explained "You need to go to the gardiner's center stop, then down front road to St Lawrence and Queen's!" And he replied "Oh, you want the number three bus, this is the number five." I said "No. I want the number five. You're supposed to go the other way."

So, the driver turned around and dropped me off back where I got on. Soon another bus came along and I got on. When this bus got me to school, I was explaining to someone what had happened with the other bus. I then suddenly realized that I had left my backpack and all of my books on the first bus.

The next thing I knew, I was in the mall, but I was there because the police had arrested me for not having my backpack/books. For whatever reason, they were holding me in the mall. I wanted to have my one phone call, so I wandered around until I found a payphone. The phone was surrounded by those little toy-despensing machines. With my first quarter, I bought a little Batman toy. With my second quarter, I tried calling home, but there was no answer. I then tried calling my dad's cell phone, but there was also no answer.

Eventually my parents showed up, and we were sitting at a table in the mall's food court. I was trying to explain what had happened with the buses and whatnot, and they didn't seem to understand. I ended up shouting "Don't you understand?! I've been arrested! The police arrested me!"

I had a dream that my friend Josh was living in a dorm at my school.

Cept a) He doesn't go to my school, and B) My school doesn't have dorms.

Basically he just had this little hidden door in the wall, and a tiny secret room behind there, and at night he roamed the halls alone in the dark.

haha

Also, while taking the bus home today, I realized that I take the number six bus, not the number five.

But my dream-self was still right. It must be the number five that takes my route in dream-world, since only one bus goes by my stop.

So I'm going with my husband and in-laws to Florida over Christmas. I researched online and it was all on me to pick a beach house for the family to rent. This was months ago and I found one, sent the money, etc

Now that it's almost Christmas I keep having dreams that the place doesn't exist and that I was scammed!

my friend dreamed the new afi cd got postponed again for some reason...

and i totally dreamed tetris again

I dreamed that my hair was shoulder length, but just the back and sides. It was pretty sweet looking in my dream.

what is it like to have a husband?
i'm not sure i'll ever have one

happening fish wrote:what is it like to have a husband?
i'm not sure i'll ever have one

ohmygosh, i worry about the SAME THING!

happening fish wrote:what is it like to have a husband?
i'm not sure i'll ever have one

A sweet and pretty girl like you? Your problem isn't finding a guy to marry it's picking which one you want to marry.

rusty is right alex. except my post should sound a little lesss creepy

My post is not creepy.

A) i didn't say i was worried about finding one
B) boys hate and are scared of me