Saturday, February 28, 2009


I was in the bathroom of my childhood home, getting ready for school. I had thick, straight, dark hair, and it looked great! The options all seemed good as I was playing with it and pulling it up. At one point, I had this awesome whitish blond streak that gave a really interesting dimension to twisted styles. Then, for some reason, I ran my wet fingers through my hair, and it started to curl up a little bit and get distinctly less cool.

And THEN I realized I apparently had some sort of terrible cold. I blew my nose and there was all sorts of green snot. And then it started coming from my mouth, too, filling it up, and I had to spit so that I could breathe. This was definitely one of the grossest dreams I've ever had.

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