Funky Ass Dream

Last night i had this realistic dream, where i and my little brother were on a playground, and some kid started pushing him around, trying to knock him off bars and stuff. I told him to quit it (In my head of course) and his dad came over and started trying to roughhouse me. It ended well (in my head of course), and then the setting switched to some country that i now forget the name of.
I was on an accidental plane ride with some old friends, and i didn't want to be. When i tried to leave, i realized that Canada was oceans away, and my friend told me: "Unless you have a ride, your sticking with us for another 3 weeks". While i was in that place, i came across a large field, with a building smack in the middle, and forest lining every side of it.
The building, (from my head of course), was filled with angry people doing angry things, like swiping things from hard workers and looking at me funny. I walked to a back room, which was like a small enclosure for animals. There was some hay on the floor, and the kid from the playground. Then, his whole family poured in the front door, and charged up a hill into the room.
I'm not entirely sure what happened next, but i went outside and that playground was to the left of the building looking from the front. They were both run down, but the sky was bright now, and everything except the people were cheery. I walked back inside the building, but the interior had changed from a dank, musty orphanage into some weird congregational place. As i strolled past a glass barrier, i saw inside, a bunch of people i knew very well, and i was overcome with a feeling of dire sadness. After that, the dream went to hell, and i don't remember anything past that.

And the Moral of the Story IS: Don't eat red mushrooms. No seriously.

Tough Kids

Today some little Indian kid and his "posse" walked up to me and started chanting: "White boys, White boys, watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do when i come for you"
I laughed inside becuase they were all about a third as tall as me, but I started trash talking:
"Man, you wanna go? i know jiu-jitsu, ima beat you down, son!"

And this little prat goes "Ima @#$% you up!"
I told him to watch his language and grow a pair before he goes blabbing up my walk, and he stormed away dropping F-bombs everywhere. My brother just looked and said: "That's adorable"


Also, when I was in a forest, some cops walked by looking for a "large cement object".
I walked out of the woods and saw a big ass Buddha bust sitting in between some trees just outside the tech wing of my school. Needless to say, I took some video and it will be in my 100th Episode Spectacular.
It was gone when i went to check about 1 hour later.

What a weird day.

ORGANIZATION

Today, I did 2 units of math from start to finish.  At 3:10, when my school gets out, I waited with my brother and his friend till about 3:30, when his friend left. Then, till 4:00 I waited, just me and my bro, realizing nobody was coming to save me from a 1:30:00 walk home. I went to use the office phone, because I had misplaced my cell,  but the office was closing. My brother had already started walking home, using that brain thing people are born with. I had to truck to catch up to him, because I don't know the way home off by heart yet. We got home, only to realize  luca's key no longer worked in the lock. In a stroke of genius, I opened the garage and got my bike to go to my grandmas house to get the spare key. My mom had taken it yesterday. I went back home to tell a hopeful brother that we couldn't stay home. We waited at nona's till 6. We came home cold, tired, and angry. To top it all off, my cat got out when I tried to put my bike away. I had expected not to freak out, I'm a pretty passive guy. I freaked.

So... I have a Blog

So get this.
I was walking down a street where nothing ever happens, and something happened.
Do I have the formula down?