Off With His Head

I was lying in bed with Theo. Andrey came into my room and asked we could switch beds with him so that we would sleep in Andrey's bed and Andrey would sleep in mine. I said no, thats ridiculous. He and I started arguing and so I grabbed his head and smashed it into a mirror. I noticed he had a lot of glass shards sticking out of his skull. Then I chopped off his head and threw it out the window. I looked at his head lying in the street outside, and his body lying on the floor, and didn't really think much of it. I got back into bed with Theo and started to realize I was going to be in a lot of trouble for this. Theo brought up Andrey's mom and how she would feel. That crushed me.




I scare myself sometimes.

Ghosts

lauren - friend from class

I was trying to go surfing with a random guy with blond dreads and Lauren. Low tide was some time in the evening, but it kept working out so that it was dark by the time we were finnaly able to surf. This happened a couple nights in a row and I was getting frustrated.
There was some kind of war going on. I ran up a huge hill and hid in a glass box with Pika, Almond, Sean, and some other people from my last backpacking trip. I could see the war happening way below us, and it was sort of like this wave of destruction was moving across the landscape, leaving everything destroyed or in flames. There were different stages of this war, and eventually we got to a stage where there were ghosts outside and we had to stay away from them. Sean and I were alone in this glass box now, and it was dark outside and the ghosts were coming. I hung blankets and blinds up around the walls of the box, but Sean said we should leave a little bit uncovered so that we could see the ghosts coming. I decided that this was a good idea, so we left an uncovered spot. We waited, and everything felt very tense. A ghost floated up to the window, and I felt absolutely terrified. All I could do was point it out to Sean, who reached up and hit the side of the box a couple times to scare it away. Another floated up, and I yelled to Sean, who turned around and scared it away. This went on for a while, and eventually all of the ghosts disappeared. It got lighter outside, and someone said it was okay to leave the box now. The only thing we had to worry about were some Lions that were around. I was walking along a dirt road, and started to feel kind of scared, so I decided I should fly to make myself less vulnerable. I pushed off from the ground, and was having some trouble staying up. There was a fat kid with curly hair walking underneath me, and I was afraid he was going to try to grab my feet. I got higher and higher, and started to sing as I flew. I saw my shadow, and I was dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.

Snowboarding With Francesca

I took my...second cousin snowboarding, but she didn't look like her at all. She was getting bored of the easy runs, so we went up to one of the harder ones. While we were doing this run, i was doing all kinds of tricks on these planters that were placed on the sides of the run. And, by "all kinds of tricks" i mean "running into them and tumbling over them."

Radio Shows and Dance Teams

Gretchen - friend at SC
Sean/Tampsen/Pika - backpacking friends

I was at Gretchen's dorm in Porter, except it looked really big and resembled a cabin in the woods. Pika and the Felton kids were having a party at their house, and we decided to go. Gretchen, who was wearing kid's sunglasses that had a unicorn horn attached to them, and I were standing with a couple of her guy friends, and she started crying. I asked her what was wrong, and she said that her radio show was supposed to start tonight, but that someone who worked at the place was trying to mess it up for her. I tried to comfort her and assured her that everything would be okay. We all started getting ready for this party, but the guys were taking really long. One of the guys was gay, and he had to put a bunch of makeup on before he would leave the house. I decided to call Sean to see if he wanted to come with us. The other guy friend asked me why I wanted to call him. I thought this was a stupid question, and said "because he's my friend". Tampsen was there now too, and I was getting really anxious waiting for everyone.
I was on a dance team with a bunch of other girls. A woman called me into another room to talk to me. The woman was the mother of one of the girls on the team, and tried to bribe me to spy on her daughter for her. I told her I wasn't really interested. This mom was pretty hot, however, and I decided that I would do it if she offered me sex. I tried to think of a way to suggest this, but I got too nervous and never asked. Instead I sat next to her on the couch talking for a while. When I started to leave to go back into the other room, the mom protested, and tried to get me to look through her daughter's school books.

Wild Wild Bus

I was in a gunfight. It had a wild west feel to it, but we were on a school bus. It was basically 2 against 1 as a guy (mexican looking guy with a thick black moustache) that i didn't much care for and i had found a common enemy (a Clint Eastwood type). Our enemy was at the front of the bus, and my partner and i were both taking cover in the seats. I was about 4 rows back, and he was a couple rows further back. I wasn't very comfortable with this arrangement as i wasn't sure if i could trust the mexican, but i figured our common goal would keep him in line. There were also plenty of innocent bystanders strewn about on the bus. We were exchanging fire, but nobody was connecting. I saw an opening and tried to make a bold move to take a clearer shot by standing up high from behind my cover. However, before i could get my shot off, i was shot through the back and fell to the floor in the aisle of the bus. I tried to stay completely still so that they would think i was dead and wouldn't shoot me again. This strategy seemed to work. I slowly opened one eye and noticed that the bad guy was not looking at me, and i could see his profile with his mouth open like he was talking. I realized i had the strength to lift my gun, so i decided that this was my chance. I slowly lifted my gun and took aim. I fired, and the shot went straight through the empty space where his mouth was open--like Pacman gobbling a pill...except he didn't gobble it. Before he had time to react, i quickly readjusted and shot him straight through the head. Unlike me, he did NOT have the strength to retalliate after his mortal blow. I took a sigh of relief and resigned myself to my fate. However, i started to feel stronger, and i even thought i had the ability to stand. I stood up and headed toward the back of the bus to approach my "friend," the mexican. But before i could ask him why he shot me, he answered my question by asking the very same thing. I quickly denied the accusation as i couldn't remember shooting at him. He said, "it was before [The Clint Eastwood Guy]." I said, "oh, like...WAY before?" Because we were kindof enemies before, so i thought there might have been a time that i shot at him that i didn't remember. He shook his head, "no." He reminded me of a time when he was holding his baby, and The Clint Eastwood Guy was wrestling him. I remembered this altercation, and i assured him that my shooting was to PROTECT him and his baby, not harm them. I admitted that i had failed in this endeavor. By this time, we were both in tears. I decided i needed to find a way home so i could tell my mom what had happened, and before i headed back down the aisle, i told him, "hug your kid for me." I got to the front of the bus with the full intention of jumping out of the moving vehicle and then trying to find a way home. Someone else was blocking the door, so i gave up on that idea. Then, the phone on the bus rang, and the driver said that it was for me. I answered it, and it was my mom. She told me that the Teskes and someone else were there, and she asked if i got selected (to a jury, perhaps?). I told her no, and i tried to figure out if there was a way to tell her i was going to die over the phone. Before i could think of one, i woke up.

Bike Trouble

I was trying to ride my bike home from campus but I couldn't figure out a route to get off the hill. For some reason everywhere I tried to go was either not accessible by bike or there were too many pedestrians. One of the women from my motorcycle class told me I should just take the monorail.
I was with Nina in an apartment. I walked through the living room, which had no furniture in it. When I got out to the balcony I felt like my vision was cloudy and I was having trouble focusing on things. I dropped my calculator on the deck, and because I couldn't see very well I was having trouble picking it up. Then I started to lose control of my balance, and the deck started swaying. Now picking up the calculator was not only difficult but actually kind of terrifying because when I got close to the edge of the deck I felt like I was going to fall off. The calculator kept sliding farther toward the edge of the deck, and eventually I heard it fall off onto the floor underneath us. I figured it was probably broken.
I was out trying to ride my bike but it was really windy and I couldn't figure out where to go. I was in Santa Cruz, but all the streets were perfectly laid out and there were big industrial complexes along the side of the road, so it was really a lot like Irvine. The wind had cleared all the clouds and smog away, and I could see San Francisco from where I was standing. Nina walked by me and asked what I was doing, and I told her I didn't really know.

School

I was with Sean, Shayna, and some of Sean's friends on a terrace somewhere at school, but the surrounding vegetation was reminiscent of a jungle. School was out for summer now, and we were trying to think of something to do. I had ecstasy tablets with me, and Sean thought we should take them. I told him that it was 5 o'clock in the afternoon and that we would be up all night if we took it now. He said he didn't care, and so I decided I didn't care either and we took them. We hung around for a little while and I was disappointed because I wasn't feeling much. Shayna showed up and I asked her what she had done with my bike. She said she had put it in my car, but that she hadn't locked it. I got really mad at her for this and gave her my keys and told her to go back and at least lock it up. She left to go do that, but she didn't come back for a while and I was worried that she had forgotten.
I was outside of the library, finishing a bottle of white wine. I needed to get my homework done, so I was drinking the wine in a hurry, and as a result got some of it on my shirt. I saw Phil sitting outside on a bench, and hoped he wouldn't notice me because this whole situation felt kind of gross to me. I finished the wine and went inside. The library was packed full of people, which worried me because I thought I wouldn't be able to check out the textbook I needed. When I came up to the counter and asked the lady for a chemistry book, she said they had it. I was trying to stand far away from her because I was afraid she would smell the wine on my breath. When she handed me the book, she asked if I really needed the whole thing. I said that I was only studying a couple chapters, so she tried to go find these versions of the book that were just little pieces, so that other students could use the book too. This ended up being too much of a hassle, so she just gave me the textbook.
I was staring at a piece of paper trying to solve a chemistry problem. I looked at what they had given me and tried to piece the problem together. It was an equation to find the activation energy of a reaction, and I had the two rates, the activation energy, and I knew R was a constant, but I only had one temperature. I started to panic because I didn't see any way to do the problem without the second temperature.



School = life. If the library was open all night, I would just sleep in it and save money on rent.