I took a nap that lasted nearly three hours today (my medication is fucking me up), and dreamt in a few of the five-minute to half-hour times I slept. I only remember one, though.
I met with
cleolinda, who looked quite a bit like Galadriel, surprise surprise. Long blond hair and very pretty. She told me she was taking me somewhere, and it turned out to be a meeting of Twilight fans. I didn't know if they were the kind of fans who could make fun of it and laugh but still liked it, or the kind of fans that hated anyone who didn't praise Edward's heavenly skin and tortured soul immediately, so I kept my trap shut. First we ate — chicken, bread, potatoes, some other meat — and the host (whose home we were at) apologized because it was only modeled after the second best meal in the book, but she couldn't get the makings to replicate the best meal in it. I just dug in, 'cause hey, chicken! And then came the time to read.
Many of the girls couldn't stay for that, but there were four or five people sitting in a circle then, passing around the textbook-sized novel. Each girl would read a sizable chunk out loud, then pass it on to the next person. When it came to be Cleo's turn, there was... apparently a song about Bella and Edward. She sang very well.
Still, I hated the books and was sure it would somehow come out when it came my turn to read, which was after her. She handed the book to me and I nervously laughed and said, "I'm glad that part wasn't mine, because my voice is awful!" Then I looked down at the pages.
It was the end of the chapter, on page nine, but there was a note saying "go to page 6" and a huge section of notes on the chapter. The next chapter started on page eleven, but I wasn't sure whether I should go back to page six for something, read the notes, or start the next chapter.
Then we had to go, I guess. Except then I was really angry and decided one of the girls there had been a total bitch, and Cleo was gone, so I started punching her and spit on her before leaving. Then I woke up.
There is something wrong with my brain, guys.
I met with
Many of the girls couldn't stay for that, but there were four or five people sitting in a circle then, passing around the textbook-sized novel. Each girl would read a sizable chunk out loud, then pass it on to the next person. When it came to be Cleo's turn, there was... apparently a song about Bella and Edward. She sang very well.
Still, I hated the books and was sure it would somehow come out when it came my turn to read, which was after her. She handed the book to me and I nervously laughed and said, "I'm glad that part wasn't mine, because my voice is awful!" Then I looked down at the pages.
It was the end of the chapter, on page nine, but there was a note saying "go to page 6" and a huge section of notes on the chapter. The next chapter started on page eleven, but I wasn't sure whether I should go back to page six for something, read the notes, or start the next chapter.
Then we had to go, I guess. Except then I was really angry and decided one of the girls there had been a total bitch, and Cleo was gone, so I started punching her and spit on her before leaving. Then I woke up.
There is something wrong with my brain, guys.


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