I had the WEIRDEST dream ever last night. So like me and my mom and my sister were at American idol and the top three were singing (idk y it was top three. it just was. And none of those ppl were actually the real ppl on american idol) We weren't in the audience though we were like background singers or something. idk. But then it turned out that my mom was friends with Carrie Underwood or something and she was getting married there (yea, i know she's already married, but whatev.) so she got married (you'd think that'd be the most memorable part of the dream, but it wasn't. i barely remember it) Then I went to the bathroom and i was like "OMG! It's Lady Gaga" and i wanted to get her autograph, but i was trying to be chillz at the same time and my sister was just like "Lame! Let's go." so we went back on the stage and my mom was like "there's some people I want you to meet." and she introduced me to taylor swift and carrie underwood and...some other blonde country singer that probably doesn't exist in real life. And I remember they were all wearing purple and my mom was like "hey, their dresses match your shirt." which was when i kind of realized it was a dream cuz i remembered going to bed in a purple shirt, but i still kinda thought it was real cuz i was planning to watch the whole show on youtube the next day. lol. So anyway, when i met them, they all hugged me and i started bawling (haha. probably what i would do in real life) so then I went back to where my mom and sister were and i was looking at the audience and guess who i spotted? haha, if you guessed the cast of Sonny With a Chance (Or "So Random" as I guess i should start calling it) yea. And guess what I did? I friggin jumped off the stage right into their laps and i was like . "Oh my god! The cast of so random! I LOVE YOU!" *cricket* *cricket* Awkward silence. Doug's starting at me like "wtf? why is some random girl hugging me?" and i'm just like "Awkward" so then they all smile like "No it's cool. crazy chicks jump off stages and land on our laps all the time." so then i was like freaking out and telling them all how much i love them. Then I get to Sterling and he smiles at me and i was like like "hmnnhm. hehehehehe." and then i fainted. so then i tried to open my eyes which, if you've ever tried to do in a dream, you'll know is a bad thing to do when you want to keep dreaming because that's when i woke up. The first words out my mouth? "God dammit! Not again!" haha. me and my crazy dreams. btw. wanna hear something sad? Demi wasn't even with the rest of the SWAC...er...So Random guys. Even my subconscience knows she's gone. :(
so...i'm actually writing this on may 3rd but i won't post it until at least tomorrow cuz the next chapter's on my laptop, but i wanted to write that dream down before i forgot. Also, I went to chuck e cheese last night. In case you didn't know this, I'm super pro at deal or no deal there. It's one of my many useless talents I got like 400 or so tickets and you know what that got me? An ironman pencil, a silly band that looks like chuck e's head, a piece of laffy taffy (btw. Why did the clock stop working?...uhh...nevermind) and a giant lollipop. Epic Fail. You know what my brother got though? A friggin blow-up rubber hammer to hit me on the head with. Greeeaaaat.
In other news...legitimate news this time, well, RELATED to legitimate news. My dad was watching the election on TV last night and i was sittting there with him while I was waiting for my pizza to be ready (that's the great thing about my mom going out of town. my dad doesn't care if i decide to make a pizza at 11:00 PM) so anyway. he was just sitting there for hours and then suddenly he jumps up and he's like "YES! THE GREEN PARTY HAS ONE SEAT!" and i'm just like. "Conservatives have 165." and he was like "Oh. right. :(" haha. It's weird though, my dad actually seems to know like EVERYONE in the whole country. I'll be like "hey we're playing and original song for our school's 25th anniversary" and he'll be like "Yea. I know. I was in band with him. He told me about it." or he'll be like "hey guess who i ran into at kelsey's in ottawa? Paul Martin." (If you're not Canadian and you don't know who that is, that's cool. i dont' except you to. However if you ARE Canadian and you don't know who that is...ho boy.) or like "hey. Chris won!" and i'll be like "who?" "My buddy Chris. He's a senator now." or "..And this is a picture of me with Stephen Harper..." (Again, i only expect Canadians to know who that is) Damn you daddy. why must you know like EVERYONE. haha. i'm kinda hyper today. Can you tell? Must be the lollipop.
Okay, this is it for now. Except, remember that tomorrow (or maybe it's today now...May 4) is star wars day. Anyone who does not eat a hawaiian pizza while watching 9 hours of star wars (my personal tradition) will be banished from this story! BANISHED I TELL YOU! k no more candy for me. Actually, tomorrow's my brother's 8th birthday so i may postpone my hawaiian pizza/star wars thing until the 5th. Last year i did it on the second simply because that was the day they were playing 9 hours of straight star wars. This year I own 9 hours of star wars though so HAH! Or I guess i could invite my brother to join me. It's kind of funny watching the two of us watch star wars. Lovey dovey romantic stuff: Me=happy, Matt=bored. Huge long battle with droids and those little jar jar guys (what are they called again?): Me=bored, Matt=happy. Epic lightsaber battle between two important characters: Me=Happy, Matt=bored, Boring political stuff: Me=bored, Matt=bored. K maybe not totally true. the politics isnt' so bad and i'm only bored of the whole battle thing because it drags on so long and i know how it ends. Oh and speaking of star wars. Once, I decided to google that cute little kid who played little ani to see if he grew up to look like hayden christensen. He didn't. O_o
Okay, i'm gonna go know for realz, but by the time you read this, there'll be a chapter underneath it all so i'm not gonna say peace out suckahs cuz that'd be weird/
Update: Whatever, I still don't have my laptop back so i'm just gonna post this as an author's note. I've been so bored today. I've gotten over my old crush (still not telling. too creepy.) and now I'm completely obsessed with Blaine Anderson from glee. I already kind of was, but now i'm just listening to the warblers album non-stop. It's friggin orgasmic! Also, I have this weird obsession with wanting to know what his face tastes like. Before you non-gleeks think I'm completely fucked, there was a scene in glee where Blaine and Rachel made out when they were drunk and she was like "Your face tastes awesome." So I just wanna see if it tastes awesome. Yea, it's still fucked, isn't it? His face probably doesn't even taste awesome. Because Brittany said boys' lips taste like her armpits and they totally don't...unless her armpits taste like lips. So yea, glee lied to me about that so I betchu Darren Criss doesn't have an awesome-tasting face. Okay, this just got creepy. I'm gonna shut up.
If you're wondering, I've been up for like a gazillion hours drinking coffee (like 5 cups) and watching glee reruns so that's why i'm acting crazy. Also, I was listening to Darren Criss sing and his voice totally sounds like frosting tastes, you know? I dunno if that makes sense. All I know is I REALLY like frosting...and that Darren is the definition of sex appeal. Just saying. Sorry. I love him. Like alot. I'm kind of mad at Kurt for stealing my man, but then again I'm kind of mad at Blaine cuz he stole my other man (Kurt). At least trouty mouth's single. :)
So, I have this new random hobby. You know those pix u always see that have like a photo on a black backgroand and then like a caption and a subcaption beneath it and it's sposed to be funny? I've been making those (glee-related of course) all night. That and designing a house on the sims that matches the board for the game Clue. It's epic. I added a second floor though and have differant coloured bedrooms for all the characters. Okay, seriously, why is Artie rapping in my ear? I thought I deleted this song. Dammit! Ahh. My warblers are back on. I'm cool now. Or I will be once I sleep for a week and a half. I'm gonna go before I say something really stupid. Oh, but guess what I did? I printed off a pic of blaine (the same one kurt has in his locker) and the whole courage thing cut out from magazines and made them into magnets for my locker. See? It's a tribute to Kurt cuz now my locker will match his, but also to Blaine because, well, he's the one in the picture.
k later. peace out suckahs. please review. That's most of the reason I'm actually posting this random author's note. I'm wayy too lonely without you guys and i haven't been going to school (I keep sleeping in or shit like that) so review. k. POS.
