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Gotta get this out quick, before I die for the night:

This morning's dream:

Robert and I had been walking somewhere, and we ended up on Pine Ridge Road, which goes down to the high school. We were in front of a house on the right side of the road, and it was his dad's house. I asked him to show me around, but he didn't have a way to get in, and didn't really want to show it to me. So instead, we went around the yard.
It was all garden, just about, but almost all the vine were wilted and withered. I had in my hands a leaf from his mom's house's garden, (who lives in texas-_-) that I'd gotten somehow (in the previous part of the dream, which I don't remember now, except something maybe about jumping kids and a contest@.@ and flashing lights in a dark room). At one point, I tore this leaf up and sprinkled it over the garden to make it live.

We had just walked past a picture of a pumpkin from his mom's garden when we heard the [5:00?] train. Suddenly, we had to hurry, because it'd look odd if we were in the back yard alone. Robert said something about how his dad always beat the train, and since pine ridge road is stradling the train track, we ran for the front yard. Just as we got around the corner of the house, his dad in a sorta goldish/cream colored car drove up, with a youngish girl, and an adolescent boy a bit older than us in tow. I recognized the guy (I have no idea why, now) and said something about him. They got out, and headed inside to put up the groceries they'd brought, and the younger girl stayed back, with a young child I hadn't seen. I started talking to the little kid and asked her if she knew (I think it was a girl@.x) who I was.

She didn't, so I told her I was Robert's girlfriend, and then she asked my name. As we walked around the car to the others, I told her it was Allison.

And then now, the side of the house corresponded with the side of mine, on the mountain instead of down in town. They were about to go mudding or something in the pasture on four-wheelers. And since I had ridden to robert's dad's house on ours, after most of them (there were several redneck men along with his dad now, w00 beer ridden football cheering type hunting redneck men:P) had left, I suggested we go down in the pasture on mine.

Now, the sky had been sorta dull, one of those cloudish days with a lot of stuff in the air. It makes it look all the same color, sorta yellowish, and all yeah.

Well, we got down in the pasture, and it was a blue blue sky, with lovely white clouds.

We came upon a mess of senior flagline girls, I believe it was bethany, amber, crystal, and perhaps tiffane. I drew up rather even with them, and both robert and I hopped off the fourwheeler. We talked and stuff, and I sat back on the fourwheeler, backwards, and it was in front of the flags. Suddenly, because it had been left in reverse, the fourwheeler started backing (going forward from my perspective) towards crystal. By the time I could reach back to the handbreak on my left side (the right side, sitting properly. That's the opposite of how our four wheeler actually is@.x), it was about two inches from crystal.

She sorta jumped, and it ended up bumping her anyways, but it wasn't serious, and we were all laughing.

(irony here.. Crystal's dad died this morning.. probably about an hour after this dream:/)

Suddenly, I looked up, in the blue blue sky and the white clouds, and saw funnels forming.

Yeah, tornado. I've never actually been in one.

We started getting slightly frightened, but mostly because of the lightning and thunder that had started. Robert and I left the flags to their own devices, and started trying to get to low ground to avoid the lightning. I didn't really believe the funnel clouds would amount to anything.

Then suddenly, his dad and all the cooner/red necks started yelling at us to get past the gap by the barn and the North 40. This was up a hill, and under a lot of trees, so we were suspicious, but went anyways. It was getting darker, and there were at least 20 people standing under the trees against the fence line. They weren't all guys, apparently they'd brought their women along too.

Suddenly, I guess she was Robert's step mom, some lady started herding us into an underground mini-cave thing. It was all dark in there, and you could see off the bluff, because of the hill the barn was on (not true to life). There was only the light from the entrance, but that was quite a bit because the entrance didn't close in, it was like an open envelope, sorta. Anyways, it had really clouded up now.

There was straw on the floor and stuff, and we started separating into groups in front of these box/bench things. It was sorta like a barn..

Anyways, the boxes had provisions in them, for tornados, but it was all rotted wood, and they'd been there a long time, obviously.

The wind started picking up and stuff, and looking out over the bluff, you could see the tornados, having touched down, coming through the pasture. But instead of swirling winds, they were huge tall stacks of pumpkins, like on strings. There were blue ones, and orange ones, and albino ones with yellow sides (and I remember another dream I had like this with tornados on the bluff.. but it was vastly different).

But they never actually got anywhere through the pasture. After a bit, some of us, including me, started getting restless. I remember pulling out mom's cell phone and checking a message someone had left on it. It was Dumbledore from mh.. but it wasn't him, it had the book's dumbledore's tone. Like way of speaking. Anyways, it was saying he'd heard from Didi how I was growing a bit tired of MH, and he asked that I kept up with it. That I didn't have to feel pressured to keep up with my class, but just to stay with the site.

Stupid subconscious...

Anyways, after a bit, the lady (stepmother?) announced to everyone that the tornados had turned and werent' headed for us. This was met with much celebrating. I turned to Robert, and his head was rather close to mine. I momentarily considered kissing his nose, but decided against it, and instead kissed him on his lips.

After I woke up and recalled this, I compared its taste to to the mini-clip of Singapura suite that i set as joel's notify song.

I dont' know how.. But that's it..

My senses are screwed up. I've decided that I'll probably be blind in a few years anyways. Meh.

w00?

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