So then i pulled my hair to the side, cut it off, and used it as a strap to hold a guitar. Somehow I had gotten a bunch of purple hair too, and I wound that over one shoulder and it looked awesome. We (Jean and core group and I) walked around he outer edge of the rink and sang and played. I handed guitar off to someone else and sang instead and then dream changed scene.
It was the same night, but I was stealing bicycles en masse. It turned out I was the one that had done the sparks, and so after I stole the bikes, I rode the power lines down to the stadium. The sparks changed color when I reached certain places. Once the guy fell down the stairs, again, the song went on, but this time, there was a part where everybody stood up in respect, like that one song in Mendals Messiah. Then when they sat back down, a fat guy asked me for my autograph, so I signed his phone.
All of a sudden,we jump to a very fuzzy bit. Lots of girls, like maybe a dorm? Anyways, one girl, my room mate? She tries to kill me by slashing/stabbing me with a box cutter, but I stop her after a brilliant fight, and stick it into the wall. Other girl walk by and I shout, "Are you crazy?! You could hurt someone like that! Be more careful next time you trip." Because I knew that they were the ones that had blackmailed her (by threatening her dogs) to kill me.
Fuzzy bit again, but we're in a mall, the central pillar. Please note that I'm going to write the paragraphs as I know they happened, but I can't remember if this came next, or if what happens in two paragraphs comes first. Also, before I forget, two images that I can't remember where they fit. My dulcimer, with five strings and one broken. They use my hair to fix it. And standing at the bottom of the ring trying to keep a something of someone else from being thrown away. I pick-pocket a bunch of origami paper. Anyways.....
Somebody throws a bomb in a briefcase (I know, cliche) into the middle of the mall's pillar section, (It's situated like and X, they threw it into the center). Everyone runs towards one of the doors, afraid they won't make it. I make it there first, and the side I went out has like this mini cliff we have to go up to get away safely. I get up (Somehow) and then sit at the edge and help others come up. That guy from Boscos, (the one Katie said is a *****) is helping my pull people up, and trying to sell stuff from a rack that's at the top, blocking people from getting away. I move it, he gets mad until I tell him that he can't sell to dead people. Someone starts saying, "It hasn't gone off, I bet someone's just ransacking the place, blah blah blah." I keep them form going back, and the cliff has vanished, so we eventually just walk right back in.
Part that might come here, or a paragraph ago. I'm supposed to stop someone from killing someone or blowing up the mall. It's an old guy, balding, white/grey wisps of hair. He's sitting on a balcony, a story above me, reading when I first see him. I've been told tho lure him into trusting me with music, so I sing, and I chase him, and there's a mirror, and he flips it to find a picture that we figure out if something about his wife not loving him. I think that's why he threw the bomb...
Back to before~
We go back in, and the place is fine. I end up with this group of guys, a band I'm pretty sure. We go to this place to eat, and I can't guess what's in the sandwich they give me, but everyone else correctly guess their sandwich and get it with desert. I don't, it had egg. I start going around making Rube Goldberg machines in each store, and then after this one with clay and water (Think that table in the imaginarium, where you get the water to go different places) and train sets, one of the guys notices I'm naked. I don't care, but the guys want to to cover up. So I pull the red cloak over myself, and then I magically have cloths after a minute in Claire's.
You know, I think that's it. So, yeah, welcome to the end of another of my dreams. I liked it, but you probably think I'm crazy. I'm fine with that.
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Life as a high school freak
Hehe, this is going to be my journal. Hopefully, I will write in it more often that I wrote in the last ones I tried to keep. Just sort of a day by day thing on my life.
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