My sister recommended that I start keeping a dream journal, so as to better remember my dreams with, my dear.  I figure this is a better place than any, since once I hit college my laptop will probably be the first thing I look at every morning.  Let's start with the dream I remember from two nights ago.

Let's see... I was in a house that didn't look like mine on the inside, but had my bedroom, my parents' bed room, and was positioned in the same place in town as it always is.  Completely different but exactly the same?

So anyway, my brother decides that it's about time he goes insane and tries to kill everyone... by coating nerf darts with poison and shooting them at us.  The poison was pink and sparkly, and he had an infinite ammo code.  HO SHIT.  So yeah, I run and hide behind my bed, where he proceeds to shoot the darts, a lot.  They're everywhere, and I'm covered in pinkness poisoning.  Thinking he's finished me (I guess?) he leaves, and I go into my parents' room to wake them up, because they're both sleeping in the middle of the day for some reason.  I tell them to get up and get out quick because Jason is trying to kill everyone, but my mom just looks at me like I'm nuts.  I thrust my arm in her face and go "LOOK!  PINKNESS POISONING!!" and she says, "Oh, okay.  Well, in that case, I forgive you for waking us up."

I think they get up after that, but either way I run out of the room and make a break for the front door, I can hear mom yelling for me to hurry and escape behind me.  I run up onto the main street, but I don't see anyone until I get to a nearby church.  There seems to be some kind of party going on outside... with police regulation.  Wtf, church.  Either way I go up to one of the police(wo)men and am like "PINKNESS POISONING!!  HELP!!" and we begin running to my house and- I wake up.  I always miss the good parts of my dreams, didn't even get to see the short, fat, blonde policewoman beat up my brother with one of those beating sticks.  Damnit.

...I have no idea why I wasn't in horrible pain from poison.  Plot progression?

So, this is a journal entry.  Hooray?  Yes, my mood icons ARE more awesome than yours.  Boy did they take forever to upload. @_@