So, I had a weird dream a few nights ago. Allow me to tell you about it. It started something like this: I was at school, talking to Tyler. (You remember Tyler, right? The hot one in my gym class? Yeah. Him.) It was my birthday, and he was the only one that remembered. I went home after school and it was the middle of the night. Don't ask why it was night. I don't know. Anyway, I get a text from Tyler in the middle of the night asking if he can come to my house and give me something. And, in the way that dreams go, my parents agreed to let him come over and he was there almost immediately. Anyway, he got to my house and we talked for a bit, about dinosaurs, if I remember right. After a while, he gave me a box. I woke up right as I was bout to see what was inside. stressed
The next morning when I woke up, I was like "EFF!!! Why couldn't I have seen what he gave me!?!?!" In short, I hate my subconscious.
that's all, folks!
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