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[	mood	|	tired, sad, disturbed...etc	]

omg just woke up from one of the longest and saddest dreams ever. i dont know how, but my mom died.

i was in a theatre with DD and Brian. they were sitting behind me, and these two kids 10 and 12 with baby blue jerseys one had the number 01 and i cant remember the other number, sitting 2 seats down from DD, anyways they were talking shit during the movie, i told them to shut the fuck up...we exchanged select words, lol. gah im a tard for fighting with young kids....anyways..while we were watching the nonexiistant remake of a movie that everyone loved. it had the feel of something like high fidelity or a nice indie movie along those lines, although i know that wasnt an indie movie really, ANYWAYS, so the kid, the 12 year old the one i had been bitching with starts kicking his legs around and literally almost hits me in the chest, so i start cussing him out again and they bitch back.

the movie ends and somehow i didnt have the feeling that my mom was dead during.. we walked out into the commons area, and my mom was there. my mom was big, like she used to be. we said a couple words to each other, then those bitch boys were walking behind us started talking shit about my mom. so they ran off and i followed them. come to find out they had gotten taken to the manager room for talking like fucktards in the movie..they were being held in this tiny ass janitor closet since they are kids and retarded and they deserved it. lol obviously the woman watching the door had issues with the kid as well, because when i said "let me in" she pratically pushed me in there so i could beat their asses. so i proceeded to hit them each once. and yell at them.

did i mention they were invisible and shrunken due to some special ability? i dont think i did!! WTF mate. i have fucked up dreams...ANYWAYS.. i walk out of the closet, then i have this overwhelming feeling that my mom had died the day before. this struck me hard as i was pretty fucking shure i was just with her. trying to walk back to where my mom was, the surroundings change to a record store. one where everyone knew who i was. i think the sales clerk there was my friend. she had brown hair and dressed cool. lol funky. anyways, she asked me how i was doing and i said "i dont know, my mom died yesterday" she said "sorry to hear that man" i said "yeah..." and walked off through the isles of records.

then my dad and i were in what used to be their bedroom, and i remember thinking how i had yet to seen him cry since i had been balling throughout the entire dream(except the boys pissing me off part). i remembered to be mad at him because he hadnt been crying. it was his wife of 30 years..why isnt is this bastard crying?! and i remember messing with her clothes and smelling here and remembering the way she talks. then scenes changed again. dad and i were walking out of, i think, IHOP, not sure, but i was looking for my moms car since anytime that we all go out we take hers. *shrug* we walk out towards my dads car and my grandfather is there(papoo) distraut a little from the current events. he has his car there and he was mumbling something to my dad...

and that is finally when i woke the fuck up feeling like i hadnt slept at all, wide awake, and felt like i had been crying and i needed a fucking hug. throat was hurting a lot and my eyes burned like they usually do if i cry. so *sigh*. that dream sucked sooooooooooooooooooo much. man it was so sad, than when i woke up, i stayed awake to make sure she got up this morning. lol ive been up for about an hour now. and when i woke up i got all teary eyed. it was rediculous i tell you. never been effected by a dream like that before.