Music Is Life

My dream last night

So i had this dream i was visiting my relatives and when i went to visit there was this crazy guy doing some wack relitious chant. Everyone had a truck in front of their houses on the block with bedding and a lap top… Which was really weird so i went outside all like freaked out because some neighbor had called the insaine asylum to come pick up this guy i overherd the neighbor chatting about it with another on the road. I remember trying to protect this guy.  i remember saying “mom, ive herd this chant all my life, i know its a religious chant. He shouldnt be taken away for expressing his beliefs. And i remember saying “I have to go warn him there coming” Then i went to cross the street but the insaine guys were already there. Mom told me to get inside and i remember saying “But mom” Then when i got inside she told me to get my backpack and go to school because i had rehearsal. So i went to get my backpack and she put the keys in the car and all of a sudden my dream ended up just switching course and i was at school in the auditorium but it wasnt my school. I went to some meeting and i remember seeing like select people there from my drama club in these velvet seats. The stage was like brown and i remember doing some ballerina leaps and one of my friends was the one catching me as i decended. And then i remember going backstage and being in a dressing stall. Honestly, i think i might have been in the mounts dressing stall in the green room. And it was like REALLY WEIRD because i remember getting out of my leotard which i apparently owned and saying something about some guy and then i remember leaving and it showed his face which was really weird and then he closed the curtain from his stall. 

So i was running with this person to the house i was staying at for some weird reason and i get there up the steps and through the door and my grandpas talking with some other guy and hes in the living room and i go to the kitchen and my grandmas like “Do you want food” And im all like shaking my head no and i remember that my mom was asleep on the couch or something… Like the living room was really weird. and then i spot from the kitchen this other door and its glass with people on the other side and its a restaurant and some people are getting waited on. I remember trying to open the door, but it refused to let me in and i remember being like really frightened and i was like “Where does this door lead to” And shes like “The restaurant on the other side. This is part house part restaurant, don’t open the door.” And i remember asking “Has this always been there?” And she laughed and said “Come eat some eggs” So i remember my mom waking up and sitting up. And then my grandma said “Eat” And slid some in front of me and im like “No i dont want these im trying to diet” And then my grandpa’s friend was watching what was going on outside with my grandpa and he was like “That guy is crazy” and i remember getting very defensive and saying “Hes not crazy! Hes just doing a religious chant!” And then my mom told me to take the bedding out to the truck and that we had to go after the insaine asylum people left. So im like.. Ok. And we hear a gunshot and i run inside to my house and then i go back to the door and i see the people and thats when i woke up. Weird right? 

Sooo. this happened like a week ago in regards to recent events im still pissed about. 

When i get home from school and its the weekend.

It’s a lifestyle

unforgettable-nightmare:

Parents: Stop wasting your life on that stupid website.

Me:

Someday, I’ll sneak in Harry’s bathroom, and when he enters there, I’m gonna be like:

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