For some bizarre reason, the dream I had last night popped into my head a minute ago, and since I couldnt find a pen, whoever reads this phlog, is gonna hafta tolerate this...cuz its just too fucked up for me to dismiss.
I dreampt about being at this mall...but the mall was a camp....like a religious one.
One I definately didnt wanna be at....but Gary was there, and so was Erik. I member sneaking away from my side of the arena to say hi, and they'd do the same. But the most unsettling part was when Obama entered the scene. He was.......'overly' friendly to me, and I soon found his hand up my dress, and I pushed him away, cuz i mean, he's just not my type....not to mention the whole 'president' thing...i felt weird. I member letting him follow me around cuz I felt bad telling him I wanted him to leave me alone....when he finally got the hint, we hugged, and it was so horribly awkward and I didnt know what to do next, so I kinda half kissed him on the cheek, but then he did the kiss trick, and turned his head super fast to try to kiss me on the mouth, and then I turned the opposite way and it was suuuuuper awkward.....and then he just kinda staggered off.
I woke up right after that....and it was time to get up.
I didnt think I'd forget it, but I did....all day.....until now.
For some reason I felt like I needed to document this dream. the weirdness of it.
Now Im not sure whats more unsettling, that, or the actual dream.
