YOU TRIPPIN.

Wooowwee! Damn, the last week I've been workin on the big Humanities Newscast with my lovely group. Its been tiring, but fun, I guess. We had good times. Lots of encounters with bums, though. Weird, right? Well, I don't know how far we are from being finished, but i guess its a long way. I'm done with all of my stuff, and now I have to give back since we have a lot more to shoot. WOOHOOOHWWEEE. I never thought this shit would be so hard! But I love my group, its been good.

So in continuation of the weird dreams...last night took the cake. It was so scattered and creative, it makes me sick thinking about it. See...I was in aunt's backyard with my cousins, and that's pretty much where we spent most of our childhood. No, they didn't leave us in the backyard. We played there every chance we got. Anyway, so we turn over a rock or something, and suddenly we're in the past. Way before we were kids or even born, because supposedly there's this older cousin who is a girl (which there really isn't, I'm the oldest girl) who lived there and we're at the time when she was a child. So we walked to the screen door that led back to the house, and there were two people there. Okay, cool, right? I thought they were going to let us in, but then their faces got distorted and-- did you see that one Twilight Zone episode with the ugly face people? They're faces looked like that. So we jumped back from the screen door, caught off guard. Then they turned back...but they looked like the people in the White Stripes. We went inside and it looked so new, but in an old way, you know? So yeah. I played games with my cousins. I looked on the floor to grab some clothes off the ground, but when I looked down at them, there were spiders...crawling out of the folds. Man...so I started crushing them. But they kept crawling out of the folds. Then somehow the "popular kids" (I don't know) somehow came in and they were drunk. So I decided to take a shower (Why? I don't know) But yeah, there were windows in the shower and they were looking through it. When I got out of the shower, everyone was gone and I was in that house alone except for my aunt.

Man. It sounds kinda sad. I'm feeling a little depressed. I've been thinking, maybe you get less sad when you have stuff to do, because this whole week I haven't really had time to think about everything. I did get overwhelmed one night when I found out that I had put the wrong SSN on all my college apps and my fafsa. That sucked. I actually cried when I found out. But whatever right.

YOU TRIPPIN, CACA.