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You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

erm...

Last night I had THE weirdest dream...I think ever...I dreamed that I was at home, goofing off with Sandy, Megan, Kristina, Jenny (Sandy's sister), Rachel, and, for some odd reason, Melissa. We were sitting near some railroad tracks when this cop car came up and made us get in and they put us in jail because we were too close to the tracks. But it wasn't a normal jail, it was like a juvenile type thing as there were a bunch of highschoolers there, and there were no cells with the bars, just normal rooms. We were allowed to wear our own clothes if what we did wasn't so bad, and they wouldn't let me call home even though I really wanted to. But they forgot to take my cell phone, so my mom called because it was really late and she was worried, and so I got to talk to her, but then my batteries died. And I was really upset because I had no idea when they'd be letting us out. The wierd thing is that Melissa really knew what she was doing the entire time, like she'd been there before.
Then my dream switched to running errands with my mom, but I was in the jail part for quite a while there.
Weeeeird...

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