Dreams are so fun for the most part. I woke up with this hillarious comercial in my brain of this guy Ben Gaines (which my roomates' name is Ben James, similar names but nothing like each other) and his crazy frat house. Where they drink all the time and run around with boom boxes on their shoulders. It was narrated by the guy who narrates movies.....It was something like this.........It started off with some guy raising his beer cup and he the narrator says "Drink more, party harder, live life to the fullest! Pull the best pranks, run wild, go crazy! you have the chance to hang out with the one and only Ben Gaines. Learn from the master. Keep it real witht he keepin it real-est realist!" I woke up laughing.
It seems that if I am dreaming when my alarm wakes me up it always take a second to figure out if it's real or not. Then last week I dreamed that I found a baby, then woke up in my dream and explained to someone that I found a baby in my dream, then I saw the baby again and realized it wasn't a dream..........Then in real life I woke up and realized it all actually was a dream. Don't understand? Yeah, me neither, but I'm glad that I didn't just find a baby, too much responsibility to wake up to.
Well I am going to take a nap and find any lost babies and party with Ben Gaines.
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