I had two really weird dreams last night.

In the first one, we were circling around Acacia in our car, and my parents were contempating if they should go in and take books from the library or not. Very strange. Finally we drive by a big open door with a sign that says "Library books are for teachers only". Dad finally says that since Mom is a teacher, it's okay. So they get out and go through the door. I follow them and start taking a few books too. I feel weird doing it on the security camera and fear getting yelled at, when I remember that I don't go to this school anymore anyway, and calm down. That's when a bunch of construction people come in, and I dart over to mom. They start yelling in spanish so I have no clue what's going on. All they did was take Daddy into another room, so I went over to mom and went "What the hell? He's still wearing glasses!" Though I dunno what glasses have to do with anything... Mom goes "HE IS?!?! Those jerks!" THEN I peeked in and they gave him a good whack with a big stick, so I freaked out enough to wake up. Damn... So if that wasn't creepy enough.

THEN I have a dream that I am, I kid you not, friends with those creepy Bratz kids from the new movie. Let me get one thing straight here: I despise bratz and everything they impress on young girls. (Seriously, "don't theorize, accesorize"? Right, don't be smart, be a slut. Gotcha.) So why the hell am I having a dream about being friends with them? No friggen clue. This was a crazy detailed dream though. It like, had a plot. We're sitting around someone's house and one of the girls says we should go out for ice cream. So we spend forever deciding who will drive with who. I have to drive with someone because I don't have a car or a license. Not having a license leads us into the conversation of a new Spongebob movie in which Spongebob finally gets his license and this, for some reason, inspires me to go out and get one. As I'm taking the test, one of the girls accuses me of copying off her paper. I asked if there was a reason she was looking at my paper and noticed we had the same answer, and she asked the same thing. I said I couldn't have cheated because she has 24 questions answered and I only have 4. The proctor finally agrees with me.

So we're finally about to drive off to get the ice cream. One of the girls (yea, sorry, I can't for the life of me remember any of their names) says she's going to stay behind. We ask why, and she says her parents haven't been away in forever and she wants the house to herself. So I go back in to get my wallet, and when I get out, everyone has driven away. I'm really super mad and I wait there for them to realize I'm gone. I see a car come back, and I think it's them. It's not though. It's some creepy guy who grabs a midget out of his trunk and tells me to follow him. We dart off to the house's conservatory. and he hides the midget on top of one of the trellaces. I ask who the hell he is and what's going on. He says he can't tell me who it is but that it's vitally important that I take care of the midget by feeding him spices from the garden and water from the water hose. He offers no other explenation and drives off. A few minutes later my friends finally come back, and I get in the car with one of them. I soon regret this decision, and they play lane-change-chicken on the road with other and drive like total maniacs. They're going a million frikken miles an hour and we keep running into people. We finally get back home without ever stopping at the ice cream place. We're back at the friend's house who wouldn't go with us.

I'm about to go upstairs to get read for bed when I hear the girl talking to her dad. I walk down and hide behind the wall, and I see some sort of Wii game on the TV, so I assume they're just playing. But then her dad yells dramatically again, when the Wii character starts blowing things in toward it like a hurricane or something. So I peek behind the wall a bit and find out it's not the game, it's the girl. For some reason, this is my irrifutable proof that the girl is a vampire. So I realize at this point that I'm trapped in a horror movie. I seriously contemplate for a second whether or not it would be cool to reach the end or not, and finally decide to only go on for a little bit before I get out. So I run upstairs to tell me friends. They freak out and start running around screaming. Only one of them comes up to talk to me. I asked her if she wanted to be in the horror movie and she said no, so I said great, me neither, follow me. We went into my room (which is still horror-moviefied) and turned on a bunch of lights and played happy music until my room wasn't horror-moviefied anymore and I gave some corny speech about how we choose whether our life is a horror movie or not. The vampire, midget, and my pending license are never spoken of again.

Yea okay, the last part of the dream makes sense. But what the hell is up with vampire bratz dolls and me hiding midgets? No more cupcakes before bed perhaps?

-Chi <3