Monday- May 31, 2o10
I was on some type of island, I had been sleeping on a hammock. Then of course, George comes out of no where and asks, “How did you sleep?”
(WTF where did he come from a rock? WTF seriously he just popped out of nowhere…) “pretty well. I guess I don’t remember going to sleep at all” I said.
“Haha, probably from all the sand you ate, you like sand do you?” (Umm why the hell would you let me eat sand?
What kind of boyfriend are you? You didn’t find that weird that I was eating sand?
WTF?) “Umm, yeah…probably.” I managed. (I ate sand?
) “Well im going to go to the smoothie place and get some cheese ok?” (Why would the smoothie place have cheese? This dream gets weirder and weirder.) “Ok? Have fun?” I said. I took the magic helicopter and tried to pilot it.
But in the end, I died.
(Poor me...) That’s really gonna put a damper on my new sand eating habits….
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