holler
ok so this past weekend my cousin got married in colorado. it was awesome, i saw the rocky mountains and shit, i'll post some pictures that will hopefully make you guys as jealous as i was of graduation pictures.
anyway, i went out earlier than my parents and sibs to visit a friend in denver. i got out there late thurs night and stayed in denver thurs and fri night, then went with my parents and siblings to boulder on sat when they got there. i think most of us know about my severe sleepwalking issues, which arise most often when i am sleeping in a new place. i was really worried i would sleepwalk in the hotel by myself because i've done that before, but luckily i didn't. i also have weird dreams when i sleep somewhere new, and i had a really weird one about basically all of us on my second night in denver. i wrote it down as soon as i woke up and this is how it went:

we all lived together in a house. all of us includes 256, syracuse, kayla and lexi, 514, and empire girls. plus a bunch of randoms are in and out-- setauket stephanie and sir ashley are the only ones i really remember. everyone was gone from the house except for mike zhe and myself. so mike goescrazy and starts trying to kill me. he keeps crushing broken glass into my skin and eventually shoots me with a tranquilizer gun. since i am a beast, i'm able to run away from him with the tranquilizer thing still in me, looking like a giant arrow sticking into my arm. so he continues chasing me around, just trying to kill me. soon enough, everyone comes home to do nothing other than prove their worthlessness. no one can stop mike and he's chasing everyone around with the broken glass and tranquilizer gun. we all kind of stand in this one room that is just like white walls and i guess one of the rooms of ourhouse. so we all just stand in this room and it's like he chooses one of us to chase around at a time, trying to kill us. he gets some broken glass into chrissie's back and she totally flips. it is just one piece but she is being a giant baby about it and asking me to take it out but insisting i use tweezers to do so. mike is holding us hostage so finding tweezers isn't on my current list of optionsand eventually i just pull it out of her back and it's over. in the meantime, emily is just like oblivious to the entire situation and just like walking around bothering people. for whatever reason, i have the computer of a family i used to babysit for. emily keeps asking if she can use it so i finally just tell her yeah to get her away. she is not comprehending that mike is trying to kill us all and we just need her out of our faces. everyone was just being totally useless. Sir Ashley is there crying about mike having gone crazy and not helping the situation one bit. finally everything dies down. we all decide to go out to eat together after just sitting around for a while. i realize that between the tranquilizer and running around saving your dumb asses, i have pissed my pants. for whatever reason, i'm too embarassed to tell you guys. luckily i am wearing blue leggings with mesh blue shorts over them and you guys can't see. i tell you i'll catch up and go to change. i change and go back to that room, and meet up with emily who is running an email telemarketing business. it turns out she needed that computer so that she could take all the email addresses off the computer that i let her use that belongs to people i used to babysit. i'm pretty pissed but she's already sent out the emails so i just get over it. i walk into what is our living room area, but is the size of a gymnasium. there is a carnival going on. setauket stephanie's sister who came to visit that one time is there (random?), some kids i babysit for are there, but mostly it is like random kids and people i don't know. then my annoying friend mike from home comes out of nowhere to bother me and follow me around. so i walk through the house to find the people who waited for me so we could go out to eat with everyone. we have a 256ish kitchen where db's friends marshall and dan are sitting with a whole bunch of people we don't know. i walk into the room where emily is using the computer and once again realize what she is doing and get pissed. but then we just ditch my annoying friend mike from home and meet up with kayla, setauket stephanie, and jocelynn. we proceed to go to "our diner"-- yes, in my dream, we had this diner where while we all lived together, we all always went to eat. it is located in stuyvesant plaza. so we're standing in this diner and we can't find everyone else. we're calling everyone's phones, but no one is picking up and we're like "wtf, if they were going to go somewhere besides the usual, why wouldn't they tell us?" then my sister calls from WT's (even though it's morning/early afternoon) totally wasted. she wants to come meet me. we have to figure out how much everyone will have to put in for tip before she and her friends can agree to come. we figure out that it's $1and she tells her friends and they agree to come, but then she tells me she needs to borrow $8. i tell her to wait because we havent even found everyone yet so we dont know if we're staying at "the" diner. meanwhile, this annoying male waiter with a greek accent keeps trying to make us order, but we're not even sitting down yet. we're just like standing around looking for you guys-- our diner is so big that we just have to stand there and keep looking. we try to figure out somewhere else to go and then i woke up.

i'm really surprised that i didnt like piss the bed or something because i had that part where i had pissed my pants. anyway the dream was fucking weird.

today was my last day at nursery school and tomorrow i start assistant teaching at high school summer school. it is generally a tough transition going from 7 weeks of 2 year olds to angry, ghetto high school students. i'm thoroughly pissed because i got my class assignment today and it is three periods long and i have three 9th grade classes. 9th graders are almost as bad as junior high students. i really prefer doing 11th grade classes because they have to take the regents and at least you can find a few who want to pass and will try, and 12th graders because i can focus on writing skills with them. you have to be the worst student ever to have your teacher fail you your senior year and make you go to summer school. 9th graders are pissed off their summers are being spent at summer school and immature and obnoxious. they've only had one (or 2 or sometimes 3) years of high school and haven't come far enough to care so they're generally lazy. AND i have a female teacher, which is similar to a stab to the heart. i am really pissed that i got this assignment but i am happy i wasn't put with the same teacher i was with last year who was a creepy mid-20's long haired giant loser with a made up girlfriend he talked about constantly and who used to try to rub my back while i graded the papers he hadn't graded all summer. see i do the second half of summer school, so these kids have already been in summer school for 3 weeks. so yeah, he had done NO grading that entire time. fuckin idiot. i'm pissed but maybe i'll be wrong about evil 9th graders and a fucking bitchy woman teacher. anyway, this is officially the longest blog EVER. i really hate you guys and i hope everyone is having a miserable summer.
--lizzy scags