last night i had an odd dream, not as odd as most but still weird.
i guess im just writeing it here for those who would think its interesting.
and go ahead, inturprit all you like.

the frist thing i remember is going to the edmonton exhibition with danika, where we soon parted and i found a ficional friend, he was fat thats all i can remember about him, we seemed to konw alot about each other though. we ended up at a concert in the middle of an alley where there was still grass, the show was good, we were the only ones standing everyone was sitting on the grass. the lead singer who was a skinny german man kept playing guitar even when the show was over, they just kept playing solos. after it became suddenly dark i decided to find danika and go home. i found her outside the alley and we got on a bus. it was odd though because it seemed we were in calgary. anyways the bus also seemed 4X as long and danika mentioned something about a kid pouring popcon butter on my seat yesterday. when i reached my house things went extremely fast. like if you presses FF on a vcr. i suddenly nedded to go back. i took aother bus. the trip was quiet no one was on the bus, it was in the daytime now. the bus drove towards victoria comp, but almost ran in to the center of educations glass doors. which is where i got off understanding that this was the end of the ride. at this poit of was lucidly
concience of my dream i could maintain thought but i could not control anything now. i walked into the center only to see that it was a office/ mall
wierd place and a short security guard was looking past me at something as i walked past him. wheni turned around i saw the bus driver he was screaming yet no sound came out. he was soon apprehended by the guard and taken away. suddenly a couple wearing bright tropical shirts in there 50's came up to me and said " ,he,he, me no speak no english he, he"
and i kept walking on a navy carpet towards an elevator.

i cant remember what happened for a short period but next i remeber runnung into homeland security officers asking me if i was on the bus, abnd no matter what i told them they asked my repeadedly untill i walked away and found shay. when he say me i told him that iwas jst on a bus with a bomb on it. and i could have died. he was concerned and we just walked around trying to get out of this building before the terrorists strike again.
we walk around between different floors , i saw a floating security agent outside of the elevator talking on the phone. before leaving hte building.

outside of the building which i soon later find to be a mall. i am outside
in a parking lot wj=hich was never there before outside of the lot is a bike path shrouded by trees. this wasent how i came in, and i became scared
(when doors change like this its normmaly a bad sign in my dreams)
knowign that this was a dream i head towards the bike path when i ran into a paramedic by a white unmarked van he was sitting in the back. he was also talking to a dead person he put on a strecher he said "you know a kid almost died by thise damn terrorists in that mall" i tryed to find the bus stop. so i walked down the bike path which go deeper and deeper into forest but the day got brighter and brighter. soon i came past about 500 joggers all my age some where people i knew. after pulling to the side and watching them pass a came to a group of 7 stoners also half-jogging
i knew them all from a cousins party last year, which was the only time i ever saw them. they stopped to talk because they knew me after small talking for a bit. after taking for a bit and carrying a flirt with a cute redhead for awhile she asked me to have sex in a bush. and i said yes. but then one of the stoners said he needed a smoke and we needed to walk for a bit so we did. after reaching aa huge beautiful almost neverending park with about 200 people pickiniking on it one of the stoners said that we should all go to mark's house (i thinks thats the name they used)
across the park as we walked we came to a shitty shoddy busted up
what looked liked to be a cliche 2 story comercial building which was marks house. i took a minute to
look around and to try to understand why this place was in these beautiful
plains. distracted by myself, i realized everyone else left before me and one of the girls was calling my name from the second floor. as i looked up her body twisted like a snake into a florecent sign which had tomany hole to read and she stuck her head out in a kind dead stare. i just went inside.


as i enterd i realized that it was extremely clean, still busted and torn, but clean. i found mark and his parents in a small room on the 2nd floor.
i forgot what we said to each other. i guess they told me to go downstairs
so i did. i became afraid everthng was burnt and ugly like a sceen from silent hill. but worse. it was dark and musty i found myself wandering into a small room with a computer. where a strange ambience occured, a song which sounded like one from a david firth animation expelled quietly from the monitor.so i took aguitar and broke it, which only made it louder i got scared and work up.