We've all had weird or strange dreams, right? Well if anyone cares to read it, I'd like to tell you all about my weird dream. It all started with some kind of school reunion/ party that everyone was going to. It was at one of those party places that you just rent out. We all got in lines
infront of the cash register and we were separated into groups of two. I got stuck with Jason Li. Some students who volunteered came around and gave every group a tray. Then they gave an
individual pizza to every
group. Then another set of volunteers came and gave us a second pizza. The first group came back, took back the second pizza, and said that it was one pizza per group. The same argument was happening about the individual salads. And this argument continued throughout the line. When we finally got to the register, we had one pizza and one salad. Jason bought two chocolate milks and the volunteers brought us another pizza. "What's weird about this?" is what you're probably
thinking right now. Well, we're getting there. So Jason and I sit down on a sofa in one of those mini kitchens. Jason tries to heat his pizza in an oven and for some reason, shocks himself severely. Then he covers the salad with olive oil and cottage cheese (
bleh!). Well, he
makes a big mess and while he's enjoying it, the oven shocks itself and ignites the olive oil. This for some reason, his
back caught on fire. I pour more olive oil (the only liquid around) on him and the flames get bigger. I run over and tell my old Social Studies teacher Ms. K. D. House (who in my dream is called
Ms. Balk) that Jason just inexplicably burst into flames. Jason looks at me with a disgusted look, as if the whole thing was my fault! Well he was never really my friend. Then as soon as I got that look, I woke up. This dream is not really as much weird as it was vivid. But it was weird in a way. I mean
WHAT DID THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING!? If you
actually read through the whole thing, then I thank you.