I had the strangest dream.

I did.
It was about my mom and I driving on the 101 (she'd just picked me up). We were supposed to merge onto the 202, but we couldn't because someone had decided to bomb it, and the plan had been leaked onto the radio. There were several cars crashed into this wall the terrorists had somehow built in the middle of the 202 ramp, and even more drivers were heading up the ramp who didn't know about the bomb threat and didn't see the pile-up crash. I was somehow sitting in my moms lap in out car, and she was pressing the gas as I used the emergency brake and steering with one hand to weave in and out of traffic to get away from the bridge. There was even a charred palm tree where the terrorists had tested out some of their stuff.
Well, we drove to Quinn's house where his family had drained their pool and Quinn's dad and uncle (who is in town, so this is a present-day dream) were using power drills to drill these metal things into the bottom of the pool. The metal things actually looked like capital "C's" - only open-side down - and they were used to weave rope into. They'd taken all the beds from the house and tied rope around them and were going to drape them across the opening of the pool and tye them down inside the pool as a sort of make-shift basement to protect us from the bomb (So, we'd be in the pool, covered in beds, rather than in the house or totally outside).
ANYWAY, after that me dream kinda jump-cut to Khloe Kardashian in her closet holding a shoe. She was trying to decide what stuff of hers she wanted to take with her and save from the bomb.
I watch that show WAY too much.
I also realized that this bomb was at least two-states wide. If I hadn't woken up, I would have died. Beds aren't gonna protect you from that.
Yeah. :)

I'm strangely fascinated with Charlieissocoollike on YouTube.
BUT ONLY ON YOUTUBE!
Not on Twitter. That'd be betraying Meekakitty.
Sorry, Charlie. Tessa was here first. :)

I'm eating Y.C.'s leftovers! Yummmmm.

UGH, NO ONE IS PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!
They're all busy. :V
I'm so bored.

If you read this, comment it. No one comments my stuff anymore and it makes me wanna cry a little bit. :(
(^"It makes me wanna cry a little bit" is an inside joke! :D But it's not why I said it. It's the truth. :C)

MMmmmhmmmmmnumunum.

I have a cut on my eye. I can't wear my contacts for ten days.
I have to go to In-Service three days in a row.
I don’t want to go to that stupid Muai-Thai class.
Why am I so bitter?
Oh, BECAUSE NO ONE IS PAYING ATTENTION!
Meh! :(
I'm doing a fake cry over here. I wish I had audio.

I didn't actually get my tooth fixed. It's still broken. The people at that particular office sucked majorly and they were rude and they never fixed it.
FML.

I'm constantly on that website.
Mer.

I'm leaving so I can hopefully FIND ATTENTION.
I'm being such a pessimist.
GOOD BYE!