My dream today

I just napped from 3 to 6, and I had a dream that a meteorite hit fishkill while my family was driving on 684. Maybe it's because one time when I was driving there, I saw a big fireball come from the sky and kinda burn out before it hit earth...yeah, I guess that's the definition of a meteorite. Anyway, this one didn't quite go out, and it exploded away part of the earth...meteor maybe... I jumped into my dad's black van, but the only other person who I could find was my dad, so we drove off. We ended up in some cracker-barrel entrance type giftshop that had nice hand-bound sketchbooks and things. Ernie and Maegan were there making charcoal drawings of themselves in the books. I saw Sally Struthers there, with her boyfriend and her boyfriend's brother. They all became part of our gang. The strange thing was, her boyfriend and his brother's hair were made of macaroni and cheese. It looked like they filled a round bowl with macaroni and cheese, hollowed out the middle as it dried, let it dry and put the mac and cheese helmet on as hair. One of them had a yellow mac and cheese hair and the other was more brown, like a wheat pasta. That is all I remember.

After this dream, I went out on the deck and looked at stars for awhile. It's so nice out!

Tuesday Feb 16th

Last night, my dream was terrifying. (Some backstory, Joe was talking to me last night about Tyra Banks' show Tyra. They had women on the show who had two vaginas. They asked them really funny/nasty questions about which is their dominant one and all kinds of stuff that makes my crotch scared.) Well in my dream, I woke up at a party where a woman had just raped me with a penis that she had. ? Well, she had all the stuff, at least ejaculate-wise..it was gross. Really scary. Anyway, I ran out of there and went looking for Plan B pills. All the pharmacies were closed, and the only places that were open were Spencers and some similar store which had prank Plan B pills hahaha. WTF would anyone have prank Plan B pills for. That was funny I guess. Then I woke up.

MOVING ON...

I drove to school today with my mother. It was so fun. We came up with hilarious names, sang, rapped, talked. We even made a short poem describing the gas station attendee. It goes like this..

The purple tip of his nose
Light blue eyes and deep blue cheeks
Soft deflated balloon lips, purple, hissing helium
Large face, baby panda pink
Dazzling neon orange teeth
His palate, bright against white snow

Seriously, he looked like Garry Shandling with carrot colored teeth.
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I did my calc test.

I've been writing an essay. It's funny, i'll read the essay to my mom and she'll say something like "What's your thesis", I'll tell her "Everyone feels like an outcast at some point" and then she just stares at me. I'll then say "Well it's like the psychological effect that anxiety has on a person that makes them feel that way sometimes, and ....." By the end of the one-way conversation, I'll have a new and improved thesis and another 2 paragraphs to write. Then she'll say something and i'll have to take notes on everything because it's brilliant stuff. She's a great writer.

I'm very happy today and i'm not exactly sure why, but I think it's great. Maybe it's because I finally finished that test, I had some fun, and i'm actually doing my essay. Everything is not so daunting this evening. Oh, I got my acoustic guitar case! No more breaking my back carrying that telecaster to school. And I set up my guitar lessons and drums so that I have an hour class at the same time on alternating weeks. The people who shared the half hour of the original times are happy with the change I proposed and so are the teachers. EVERYONE'S SO DAMN HAPPY!! AHAHAHA.

Here's a video:

I had a 3 hour english class on wednesday. I worked with 2 people in a group. We had to make a case for martin luther king having used an ethical appeal to win over the crowd with his "I have a dream" speech. One of my team members wouldn't talk, the other was like "this is stupid." They didn't understand that he was telling the crowd that HE was an ethical man to be listened too, and they thought that the point was that he was telling racists that they were not ethical. Anyway, the professor called on us and I went to the front of the room to read my short paper that I wrote while my team members were sitting there. I got us all extra credit, and as long as I got extra credit I was okay with it. Class ended and I drove home. I got kinda tired half way through the drive and pulled into Mt Kisco's business district. I found a cafe store front, but it took me like 10 minutes to get to the back parking lot of the cafe..very confusing to get there. I walked into the cafe while I was on the phone talking about stuff I learned in class about psychology and arguing, and mentioning my team mates from class. As I said something about them, I looked up and saw one of them standing in front of me. From Valhalla to Mt Kisco, they had gotten there before me. It was weird, but I didn't say anything about them that wasn't true. They didn't do anything to help the group.

February 1rst Journal Entry

I'm in the WCC library. I really should be going to ear training early to finish transposing that Jazz piece. I got everything but one note correct, but I didn't do the last measure so I got a 74. I asked the teacher if it was ok and when she said yes I gave it in. I was asking about the parts that I had transposed, was that the correct amount of measures, but I guess I never said that. I'm watching someone watch Andy Samberg on a computer. It's entertaining. I watched Tom and Jerry in the cafeteria by doing the same thing, just staring at people's computers.

Today I forgot that I have work at 4:15. I hate when that happens, I have to rush home from school to go wait on old cranky bastards. It's okay I guess; I only see then once a week now anyway. I really enjoy my math class. I like staring at the board and not knowing what the hell i'm looking at and then all of a sudden it sets in and everything is clear.

I got my drum pad in the mail today, 2 music books for the drums, and 2 pairs of smaller sticks. I spent the first hour awake playing with those and not getting ready for school. I'm very excited about these drum lessons. I have so many music classes, I don't know if I should drop one or not. I'll keep them until the last week to withdraw and then decide.

A little poem..hehee

Falling down
An abandoned building
Hollowed out
Carved and chiseled
Bruce grunts at a horsefly

So avant garde

I'm starting work on a new album "Something For Truckers To Stay Awake To While They Drive Cross-Country"

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