Cody the Breault.

So, I never knew this but Dennis told me a week or so ago that whenever I sleep over his house I respond like I’m awake. I don’t remember any of it and It’s supposedly really funny… He says at first I only nodded and shook my head when he asked me questions, and then eventually I started talking.. He told me I tell the truth and nothing but it because I told him some really truthful stuff that I probably wouldn’t have told him while awake. He says I also tell him stuff I wouldn’t normally know.. Like he asked me how many miles are on his car and I knew while sleeping but he asked me when I was awake and I had absolutely NO clue… huh, I don’t know what this condition is but maybe its related to people who sleep walk? It isn’t related to if I’m dreaming or not, because sometimes he wakes me up and I was dreaming and sometimes I wake up and I know I wasn’t dreaming, just in a state of “sleep”

LOL, So last night I had a wicked dream!!

Me and Randi were wearing these cape-type things like Batman, and we were super hero’s but no one knew we were.. We would save someone or capture a robber in a second and be gone without anyone seeing us. So, somehow we ended up at a party, I think it was Randi’s mom. And we walked in and everyone there left really fast and she acted really wierd and hurt that we were there. I found a Blueberry Tree with GIGANTIC blueberries on it and they were soooooo good. They were huge and didn’t have the skin on them so they were really slippery and wet. So, for some reason we all left outside and I forgot my tie inside, but Randi had an invisable hankerchief that if put next to skin it would turn whatever color you want, so I tied it like a tie and then my shirt ripped, so the hankercheif took on the pattern of my skin and there was a biig scar running down my chest with stitch scars in it. So, then we are in some crowded place like New York and we are in this building trying to leave and there is Randi’s mom sitting at the door meditating in everyone’s way, so there are lots of people just trying to get out so it got all backed up. So we finally get outside and then a robber guy robs a bank and then we see him running down the street, so I yell to Randi to go get the money. So she puts on her invulnerability mask ( The masks from the immortals from 300!! )

So, she puts it on and runs away really fast… my vision then becomes someone elses as the runner runs by them and then my vision kinda scrolls out like in a movie. The robber jumps in a gigantic army helicopter and as Randi jumps onto the helicopter they take off, but Randi didnt get all the way in so she’s hanging off out of the side, then all of a sudden she somehow rips off the whole top of the Helicopter and it falls upside down but before they all crash I hear the robber yell in spanish, “CAN WE BE SAVED NOW??” and then BOOM, they die and I wake up.

I don’t know where I woult be without friends. You guys (especially the ones that read this) are there for me 24/7 and I really really appreciate that. So, friends. Thanks for everything! You guys rock majorly.

Tonight was just very cool, Starbucks.. Mini-Golf, DQ(Mcdonalds), and then the beach? It was very cool and I really enjoyed myself.. It is nice to have something to kind of bring an end to a hectic 55+ hour work week. I surely enjoyed just sitting in the car and listen to Donny, Dennis, Meredith, and DJ serenade to some awesome music, LOLOLOL (well, not so much DJ or Dennis, they really can’t sing.. haha)

I hope I remember my dream for tonight!! I remembered last night while i was sleeping because i generally sleep for 4 hours, wake up and toss.. then go back to sleep and have a different dream.. so i remembered them while i was tossing but when i woke up i had forgotten them…

Okay so im being serious about this dream journal! LOLOL and NO HOMO. okay.

So last night my dream was about me being in a classroom with my old 9th grade teacher Mr. Bardos.. He is the most boring annoying teacher I know, he lectures on 24/7 and is so mega boring. So, for some reason we were in Woodrow Wilson and I was in his classroom and the lights were off.. He had just started to lecture when he told us to put all of our food away and so I took my Fruit? I think it was.. and put it under my desk.. He continues lecturing and he ends up looking at me and asks why I am eating, I look down and my fruit was magically on my desk and He yells at me and gives me a detention.. I run away crying down the hallway and i end up down by the cafe and then my dream ends. Lets hope I can remember more details for my next dream journal!!

I can’t think of anything to blog about. On Tuesday I worked 14 hours and on Wednesday I worked 13, and on Thursday (tomorrow) I work another 13. This sucks and it has fried my brain.. I can’t even sleep I am so over-exhausted, or blog!

I don’t like writing.. or READING long long long blogs.. Don’t do it kids, okay?

BTW, I am starting a dream journal… so everyday as soon as I wake up ill write it down on a piece of paper and then blog it later.. Does that sound at all gay? i hope not.