WEIRD DAY

Today started off with a weird dream:

I decided to get my tongue pierced (I've been harboring this want for a long time, in real life) and headed over to a tattoo&piercing place with Laura. There was only one dude there and he was pretty cute. He got me ready and pierced my tongue, and he says "well, is it hurting?" I respond with a totally calm "f*** yeah it's hurting" (I tend to swear a lot in this dream...I barely swear in real life so maybe my subconscious is trying to let it all out).

I go over to the mirror and stick my tongue out. "Wow that's awesome. F***, it hurts though. It hurts a lot", and this is all very deadpan. So anyway I go to pay for the piercing and he gives me my receipt (seriously, a receipt? For a piercing?) It said on the front "if you're not satisfied, come back within 30 days to refund the whole in your f***ing tongue." On the back, I noticed as were were walking out, was the dude's name and phone number. Then AJSFHJASHFS fast forward and I'm in a club and he's proposing to me and I am agreeing and ISHFJASHJKFHSJKFH we get married on a gigantic dragon. OKAY THEN.

Going to school:

I AM THE ONLY GIRL ON THE SUBWAY CAR. AACCCKKK. I'm sitting in the middle and there's groups of gangster guys on either end of the subway car. Naturally I am a bit nervous. Three of the dudes from the right side of the car keep nodding at me. Don't look, don't look.

At school:

People keep holding doors open for me. EVEN IF I'M FAR AWAY FROM THE DOOR. They will stand and wait and hold the door open. & these are perfect strangers okay? I don't know them. This happened 5 or 6 times. Do I look so tiny and frail that I cannot open a freaking door?

All day:

People are giving me dirty looks. I prefer the inane door-opening to this. What have I done? I don't even know these people! AM I WEARING A LABEL THAT SAYS "I HATE ART"? Because seriously, I don't appreciate receiving cut eye for something that I didn't do. Or didn't know I did.

What?

My classroom was missing. Like...someone switched the numbers outside the door, because room 165 is now room 143. WHAT ON EARTH.

Taco:

Got out of her escaped from her ball while were watching TV and it was a mad hunt to find her. I left a trail of food, and talked to her, and we finally found her behind the couch and i had to lure her out with her ball. my heart was like, in my mouth.

Today was a weird day.

EDIT:

AND NOW IM SEEING THINGS ON FACEBOOK NO ONE ELSE SEES.

LIKE YOUR AGE UNDER YOUR BIRTHDAY.