i had a strange, strange dream last night.

at one part i was at some sort of dance competition or something? we were all staying in this hotel. we went into this one room to practice a dance we had all learned, but i had no idea what i was doing in the dance. i kept on having to follow other people and feel super retarded. and i kept saying to myself, "i swear i never learned this." after the practice we were walking back to our rooms, and there was a long hallway of big windows to see outside. and there were all these giant letters in the sky, that were scrambled. and we all tried to guess what the words were. a girl finally guessed "ballerina," and suddenly a boy appeared with roses and handed them to a girl, and he took her up to the sky, and he unscrambled the letters for her because she was the ballerina. and he loved her. and somehow i was jealous.

in another part of the dream, there were a whole bunch of us over at francisco's friend john's house. i don't particularly like john. at first it was me, cisco, john, and just a coupe other guys. i started to feel sick, and so i went into the bathroom to discover that i had started my period. it was weird though, because i kept bleeding and bleeding and it wouldn't stop. i finally fixed it though, and then i went back into the room and there were suddenly lots more people there, including this girl megan that i don't like, and lauren dublah. cisco was laying down on the bed, and so i went to lay with him. he asked if i was okay. then andrea showed up! i talked to her for a bit. i found a bottle of pills, and i decided to take a few so i could feel better. i poured a couple into my hand and i walked around trying to find some water. everyone was drinking alcohol. so i asked john if he had any water. he said no. then i found an ice chest, opened it up, and voila! there was tons of bottled water. so i took one, went over to john, and rubbed the ice cold water all over his face. and then i took the pills i had, and some guy kept asking me how many i took. so i took some more. and he kept bothering me and so i kept on taking more pills. francisco made me stop so we could leave. i found my shoes, and we were out the door, and then the dream was over.

it was some weird shiz-nit.

i want to talk to eric. where is he? i have some strange news. hmm.