Charmed

im sick, at home. on monday. fucking sickness. i really do think im gonna die. but, i was channel surfing and charmed was on. never watched it, so, bcuz of derek, i watched it. nothing to be excited about. sad fact is, ill prolly watch it again, and its all your fault derek. **bastard** j/k, you know i love you!!!! **dont pull any of that 'more' bullcrap either you little bugger. lmao. loser** yes, his nerdy butt is all excited about some movie that doesnt come out till next flippin week. LOSER! but, there's a movie on today at four. i really dont wanna go to school at all. my face is all fucked up and so is my mouth. and i had two fucking scary dreams and lost alot of sleep. first dream) lachelle and i were at school, which, in my dream, was located where my local gas station is in reality. so, we walked up to this house on 4th and beal and sat on the lawn. walked back to school and bought a shit load of pop and walked back to the house. eventually we decided to break into the car in the driveway, and found a key in the ignition thing. we started it and sat there. and then, after about 20 minutes, a guy is standing tehre by the car. starring. and we get out and he starts yelling at us for being in his car and calls the cops. so, we freak out and try to run but his boyfriend thingy grabs our shirts and then lets go when we hide our faces so they couldnt describe us. finally when the cops get there, they let go, and we ran along 4th and yelled SHAYNE! MOISES! HELP! HELP! HELP! so we all run into shayne's basement and into different GIANT rooms, kinda like boiler rooms or large-company-canning rooms. well, lachelle gets caught and while she was trashing about i snuck out a window in a different room and snuck into moises's house. and then, him and i smoked a joint and i woke up. crying. in cold sweat and my heart was going a mile an hour. WTF? lol. its scary. second dream) dad, mike and ashley and i were at a walmart type store and i wanted to buy the killers cd. and we were looking at halloween stuff and everybody but mike was around this little halloween stand and while i stood on tiptoes to look at fake eyelashed and glittery makeup, ashley was nudging me to move and so i would and then id move back a few seconds later. i looked down and she was trying to hide a candybar. butterfinger, but, in halloween wrapping. well, i pretended not to know and we left the stand to go get the cd, saw a guy in the tv and towel department and he said HI! HOW ARE YOU. we're like'fine' and he goes, you're gonna need to go to the front desk and i freaked out. we went up to the front and they has all of us *including mike and dad* empty out our pockets and i was so sad and crying cuz i was gonna get charged with shit bcuz i knew ashley was stealing. then, we were in a pickup truck being bodily searched by police and my mom as there,a nd both my parents were sad about it but were'nt that pissed off about it. but then i woke up when i was being searched, again, crying, sweating and heart racing. isnt that pathetic? thsi fever is fucking with me so much. i can NOT FUCKING SLEEP AT NIGHT. grrrrrr and such. and im hungry. bleh. idk. i crave pringles and bacon cheeseburgers and mt dew. lol. after xmas break, i get to finally see mount weasel *aka brian* lol. but im gonna go make food and call nana and mommy. loves