You know what would be cool? To have the last name of “Antioch.” Then you could go around calling everything you owned, “the holy truck of Antioch,” “the holy couch of Antioch,” “the holy hair-dryer of Antioch.” That’d be cool.
I had a bunch of dreams last night! The first one I don’t remember much about, except that my maternal grandparents had this HUGE house in the middle of nowhere, but they decided to live in the little cottage behind it. Me and my cousins decided we would take over the big house, or something. I don’t really remember.
The second one was some sort of continuation of the first one, I think. We were staying over at my paternal grandparent’s house, but it wasn’t their house in real life. You know, it was their house, yet it wasn’t their house. Ash and I had to share a room, and it was nice, large room with a bathroom and everything. Then more relatives showed up, and my gramma was like, “Well, you guys will have to move into the back room.” And she like, opens this tall, skinny panel in the wall, and there’s like, another wing of the house I’d never seen before back there. It was rather like my cousins’ old room, which I’m not going to explain, but I got all mad cause I didn’t want to stay in that little room (it wasn’t really little, it was like a mother-in-law suite but everything was really… skinny?). Then realised the bed in my room was cool, so I decided I’d stay.
The third was the best. I got a red Ferrari. It appeared in the driveway with the key in it, so I drove it off. Mom stopped me at the end of the driveway and said we’d won it, so I could have it. And I was all like, “man I can’t wait to go to drive to work in this!” Then I woke up ><;
I did notice something tho. The sky is always grey in my dreams. I guess cause I like grey days soo much better than sunny days.