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tammy:
i’m working at this non-profit place that my family owned. there’s a mirror hung in one of the rooms, and my dad tells me to get rid of it and to put it in my room or something, so i did. later on, one of the volunteers was this kind of cute guy who was a breaker, and he asked who took his mirror. i gave him hella attitude, and was like, “what are you going to do with it/what do you need it for… so you can practice breaking in front of it?” (and i jokingly did some dance moves, too.) he and i then got into an argument and i felt bad, so i hugged him, trying to calm him down. he was like, “do you think you’re more dedicated than me?” and i think we became friends after that. later on, we had an inspector come check out the house, and they told us some parts of the house didn’t pass the tests. then my uncle ran out of the outside house into the main house, saying he needed to go to the bathroom. my cousin followed him, saying, “make sure to turn on the phone in that room!”

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tammy:
i went to the school/gym sort of place where a bunch of people i knew were. when i got there, there was all this commotion. i found out that a girl had been murdered and was hanging from a shower head. by the time i got there, they had put up a tarp-like material over her, but she was still hanging. in this school/gym place, there were a lot of shower stalls, but the one the girl was murdered in was the one in the front corner. as i was walking around after that trying to figure out what to do, i saw this girl i went to high school with named jessica. she was sitting and we started talking and she offered me a cookie (chips ahoy like?). then my brother came up to us and i was waiting for him to let me know what i should do. instead i just noticed that his jacket was a puffy jacket that was too big for him – which i found odd b/c he normally wears pretty stylish/fitted clothing. the end.

tammy:
i dont know where i was going, but i was with two other people and we were on a boat of sorts, but not really. i felt like i was just sitting on something, someone was sitting behind me, and the last person was controlling the motor/pedaling. we were on a lake or something, and i was really scared because i thought it was really dirty and i kept thinking if i should put my feet in the water or not. i didn’t have much of a choice though, because it took so much effort to keep my feet straight and out of the water. i saw movements in the water, and that scared me. while we were going along, i saw a fire on the water and freaked out, but we pedaled away safely.

as we were nearing water, i saw 2 guys in the water and they came towards us. when they got to us they started pulling my legs and off the contraption that we had. one guy was like rubbing my legs, and i was like “they are so prickly!” we got to land and they started chasing us and the person i was with was like, “the italian guys!” we ran into something that is similar to a school. we ran into a bathroom and we went to the bathroom and the person i was with went to the bathroom and some other person in the bathroom was like, “ew did you sit on the toilet? my kids would like you.” we left the bathroom and saw two small children in the bathroom too.

later in the dream, it seemed like we were filming some sort of movie. it was supposed to be scary/funny or something. i had ended up doing a kissing scene with a friend, but my friend had dressed like he was hella old and i couldn’t even recognize him. my face was hella disgusted during the kissing scene. my friend sharon was locked outside of where we were filming and eventually made her way to another window to watch. she was eating dried fruit. when i was done filming, i grabbed some dried mango to eat.

as they continued filming, kevin was taking pictures of this other guy in the scene and the guy who just kissed me and the guy in the scene had like alien fingers! which was funny because we usually make fun of kevin for having long fingers. we compared the two fingers and kevin didn’t even reach half of the guys finger(s).

tammy:
a group of us were going to go to wild waves and i had packed and was driving, when i called anna to be like, “isn’t it cheaper for us to buy our ticket somewhere else?” and anna was like, “go to safeway.” that moment i realized she was in the car ahead of me. all of a sudden, i go down and see this hella steep hill ahead of my car, and i freak out for a bit. i end up almost home, because i’ve somehow made a circle? i was pissed. then i thought about calling raymond to come but i didn’t. i called hye instead. we were at a gas station next and don was there. and he goes, “why is (someone’s name) brother’s best friend here with another girl?” i look up and see this guy i know, and i’m like, “what’s his girlfriend’s name?” and don says, “pickle.”

tammy:
my family is in my room hanging out and my brother brings incense in and starts to light it. then my dad starts lighting some. i’m like, “what are you doing?” and they say it smells. i start screaming stop it and they won’t. i say it’s dangerous, so i throw paper and attempt to start a fire. they eventually line my room with incense and i’m pissed. they also start cleaning my room. i tell them that for e very incense they light, i wouldn’t go to school for one hour. they cover my room completely. i leave my room hella pissed and skip class, even though the quarter has just begun.

my dad gives me a speech about how different people are, and i say what the fuck. i yell at him for going to muckleshoot casino. a distant family member is coming over and i want to embarrass them because i am so pissed. i remember the last time the girl was here. she was so cute. i think about class and also that if i call my chiropractor, he can write me a note so i can miss it.

i go back to my clean room and the incense has burnt out. there is now a ladder in my room. i’m trying to lock my door; it now has two locks on it. i am about to change when my brother and dad hug me. i think they think that they got to me and i liked the room… but screw that.

tammy:
i go to california but i have my car. not sure how my friend troy ends up in my car with his friend. he is talking about lauren and i am like, she’s shady. and i told him how i thought she was shady. they agreed.

i remember being at a gas station with my cousin and my brother. he had rolos with marshmallows inside and told me to take this ziplock he had with them in it, and put them in front of elton john’s house. he demonstrated how he wanted the chocolate to melt on their car, but i said it wouldn’t. it didn’t. so he had to break it open and smush the marshmallow side down to really damage the car, like he had intended.

i want to go with my brother and my cousin, so i left by myself and called my cousin and i followed her home.

i was in school and felt like i really needed to do well. i know i had to study for something as i took my stuff from my backpack and started with my notes. it wasn’t math but it was similar. some numbers and some words. i knew i had some issues with it before so i really wanted to do well. i sat along this row along the wall – like the table was built in like a bar. as i was studying, my principal came out and he happened to be my current boss, doug. he talked to me a bit as i studied and he was printing something out. i looked at my watch and it was 5 after 11 and i realized i was late for my test. my principal was already gone, so i got my stuff up really quick and left. i ran to class but realized i didn’t remember which room it was in, so i ended up peeking in a lot of rooms. i finally found it when my teacher looked my way as i was peeking through the window. by the way, my teacher happened to be house (hugh laurie)!

i sat down and grabbed my stuff and listened to his lecture. something about how if you were smart, you would have printed out the test to study from, because if house had handed out the sheets, you could have just thrown them away. if you printed them out, that was a large part of the battle. then he mentioned something about how google has that feature where you can send things in the past. the end.