confession: i dreamt i was a ghost.

okay, let's start with another strange dream i had today. i dreamt that i was at this camp with strangers. ahh, i can't get into details it was too weird. there was this one part where i saw aimee santos. i was asking why she called. she seemed so frustrated and then she just started giving me some kind of speech. she was telling me that she cares and considers me a friend, but she doesn't want me to go to hell. i was so surprised. when did she get into religion? so she walked off. . . and supposedly i was now a ghost. i went through this house and some little girl opened a gate to the stairs and i walked out. i got into a car and a narrator said that no on knows that strange girl, she will be remembered.

the best thing happened today while i was at the gas station. some kid was blasting 50 cent, who i don't really like. i was about to tell him to turn his shit off, but some middle aged man told him too. i thought that was cool. i don't really have tolerance for "fuck music".

anyways, tae kwon do kicked my ass. i was practicing the first form and i could go on. oh ya, and we tried doing kicks. we'd step over these sticks that were laid on two chairs and kick. that's hard. i kept getting dizzy. okay, brownie time. peas.