Last night I had this really cool dream. I had a dream that I cut out of class. I ran out of class down the hall to go get Zeda. I signaled to her to come here, and she came. We went running out the door into the parking lot. Who else was there waiting for us, but Greenie in a hunter green Expedition. We hopped in, and Zeda pulled tickets to a Linkin Park concert out of her bag. We were screaming and yelling, and Greenie was sitting there looking for the most part confused.
Well, then we told Greenie to step on it, and the next thing I know we're crossing the Ben Franklin into Philly. We pull in to the parking lot of this tiny recording studio. Zeda and I jump out the car and run inside. It's really small, sort of like a private showing. This announcer guy was sitting in the audience and wouldn't shut up. We were getting pretty mad at him, and were about to beat him up, because when Chester and Mike came on stage we were'nt allowed to cheer. So, this guy sitting behind him knocked him out, and then the band just started talking and goofing around.
Then, my mother called me on my cellphone and told me to get home. So, somehow I ended up home, unfortunately, and my mother started yelling at me as usual. But, this time, I calmly walked across the room, picked up a shoe, and threw it at her head. I hit her! While she was stunned, I calmly grabbed my jacket, and walked out the door. Greenie was waiting for me to drive me back to meet up with Zeda. So, we went back to the concert. We were all having a great time.
Then, my asshole mother woke me up from the best dream I've had in months...
