May 20
Again, at school waiting for the bus with my friends. I saw my mom's car as soon as I got on the bus and I yelled up to the busdriver, "Can I please get off the bus?" No answer, I yelled up at her again and still no answer. I started to get frustrated and may have gone into an extremely low level of lucidity. I walked up to the front of the bus and the door was open. I yelled at the busdriver, "I'm getting off the bus NOW!" Emphasizing each word. I waited till we got to the stop sign up ahead. We got to the stop sign and I jumped off the bus, but for some reason it was a 6 foot drop from the last step to the ground, so it kind of hurt landing. I ran back to the school to get a ride with my mom, but she had already left by the time I got back. Then I decided to go to the preschool behind the highschool, where there is really just sports fields. I went in and the teachers were incredibly hot and wearing extremely short shorts . Well I guess I got a little "excited" and tried to hide it, and I think I did pretty well. I asked if I could use the phone. They said, "Sure, but you have to sing a song with your sister first." I don't really have a sister, but I did in the dream. I sang with her reluctantly, then I called home and then somehow arrived at home. My house was mostly the same, but a wall was moved back and the phone was moved to a new spot. The phone rang and it was my cousin at a Redsox game and they beat the Yankees. I said that they weren't even playing the Yankees today, but then my grandpa just said, "well I don't car, I try and avoid Yankee fans anyway." i told him I love being a Yankee fan in a Redsox school. Then they left and I sat down for dinner. Popcorn chicken, Ziti noodles, and bread. So I am snacking on my bread and on of my braces pops loose. I say to myself, "WHAT THE F*CK?!" Well then I devide to keep eating and 4 more brackets pop loose. now I was getting kind of anxious and scared because I didnt want to have wasted about a year's worth or suffering because bread knocked my braces off. I started blaming my edntist and calling him all these names (my uncle is my dentist). I decided to pull off my bracecs and partial retainer, which I dont have, and start to eat. But then I am too scared to eat and want to get to the dentist right agay so he can fix the braces. Then I learned that oour insurance doesn't start for 2 days. If I waited 2 days to get my braces fixed, my teeth would be so screwed up... So I'm really mad and waiting and then the mail comes (at 6:30 for some reason) And...WOO HOO the insurance actually starts today! Then I woke up and made sure my braces were still there. I felt this huge feeling of relief come over me.
The End
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