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		<title>The other dimension</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2010/06/17/the-other-dimension/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 17:19:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] Everyone was talking about leaving. I didn&#8217;t pay much mind to it but then I found myself in a desert. I was just walking. My family was here but they weren&#8217;t right beside me [just wandering toward a general location straying off my course]. I started to notice money on the floor. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=714&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] Everyone was talking about leaving. I didn&#8217;t pay much mind to it but then I found myself in a desert. I was just walking. My family was here but they weren&#8217;t right beside me [just wandering toward a general location straying off my course]. I started to notice money on the floor. They were in large wads. I picked them up and put them in my pocket. I found myself at a valley in the middle of the desert when I stopped focusing on the money [the money changed to a different currency by this point]. My brother told me to hurry because &#8220;they&#8221; were coming. The end of the desert end shortly after the valley. The sand lead all the way to the big room in my second floor. The walls and floor all had metal plates on them with sand leading from the desert. When I turned around the desert was gone. It was just my upstairs. I walked down stairs but it was dark. I looked outside. It -should- be morning but it was cloudy enough to block out all the sunlight. The roads were nice and smooth and the buildings looked new but it was still the same place I lived in. I felt something wasn&#8217;t right though. [I woke up]</p>
<p>[After thinking about the dream] While I was picking up the money there were wallets and clothes scattered all over the floor. It was there but it didn&#8217;t mean anything to me in the dream.</p>
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		<title>One crazy.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2010/02/19/one-crazy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 19:28:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I&#8217;m running from a mob of zombies that want to eat me ALIVE! I made my way to a small one room house with no doors and only windows. There were about six windows. I somehow got my hands on a rocket launcher with missiles that can go through everything but zombies. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=709&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I&#8217;m running from a mob of zombies that want to eat me ALIVE! I made my way to a small one room house with no doors and only windows. There were about six windows. I somehow got my hands on a rocket launcher with missiles that can go through everything but zombies. While fixing windows and destroying zombies I felt like I was getting slower. It wasn&#8217;t me it was the amount of zombies trying to pour in. Eventually the ripped the house apart and got to me. Before they bit off my foot I somehow made an agreement with them. They said &#8220;we could show you a good time If you let us eat you&#8221; [WTH?!]. Seeing how it was the only option I had to live longer I took it. They also said &#8220;Since you agreed we will make it painless. The only part that might hurt a little is when we snap your shins&#8221; [D:]. They took me out to eat [...cool]. I didn&#8217;t want to die a virgin so I brought it up in my last moments to live. They brought me to this place that looked like my upstairs / a basketball gym. Those gals don&#8217;t look the least bit appealing. I guess it&#8217;s alright to die a virgin this time. It turns out that I was in something like the matrix. There was still a way to get out of my predicament. I went back to the &#8220;real&#8221; world. I went to my house. It didn&#8217;t seem like anyone was home. So I used the door that we rarely open at the bottom of the stairs. It was wide open when I used it. In fact it was like card board and all curled up. I tried to close it but it was working. It started raining heavily so I gave up. The matrix people still want to eat me. Somewhere along the way someone told me that if I tried to run away from those people after I made an agreement then they would hunt me down. They would come to the real world and kill me [@_@]. I decided to go back. I looked at the sky and it was pretty bright, almost sunset. I the direction I was going it had some serious storm clouds. Somehow walked myself right back into the matrix. I was going to turn myself in but since I left they marked me as hostile. I made my way to the person in control of this alternate world. From the waist down she had the body of a snake. Some how I managed to defeat her though. [I couldn't remember the battle. I only know that it was violent] [I woke up].</p>
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		<title>Candy Power.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2009/10/28/candy-power/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 14:01:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I had a factory that was powered by candy canes. I was just waltzing around minding my own business when this guy tried to take over my land. It looked like he wanted my candy cane power. These things look like giant candy canes in the floor and they give off power. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=703&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I had a factory that was powered by candy canes. I was just waltzing around minding my own business when this guy tried to take over my land. It looked like he wanted my candy cane power. These things look like giant candy canes in the floor and they give off power. He was trying to do some kind of court business against me to totally take over my land. He was a bit loopy though. He tried to get the cops on me but the cops were on my side. [I forget what happened but he didn't win] [I woke up]</p>
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		<title>Knife Fight.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2009/10/13/knife-fight/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 13:45:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I was at this dentist place that was fairly large with cubicles. [For some reason] I went there to donate blood. When I was there the lady took the big needle thing that draws the blood out and put it in my arm. The thing was no blood came out. She tried [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=699&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I was at this dentist place that was fairly large with cubicles. [For some reason] I went there to donate blood. When I was there the lady took the big needle thing that draws the blood out and put it in my arm. The thing was no blood came out. She tried several times but it just didn&#8217;t work [I didn't feel any pain though ^^;]. I left because there was an obvious problem that couldn&#8217;t be figured out at the moment. I returned a bit later to find that two of my friends were working as dentists there. I asked if they wanted to hang out but they said their shift wasn&#8217;t over [something along those lines].</p>
<p>I got a letter from somewhere with lots of drawings saying that I should leave my house because if I stay there someone is going to kill me [with a knife]. I thought about it for a second [somehow I knew my family left the house already]. My brother showed up out of nowhere and decided to go to my house [which turned out to be my grandma's house across the ocean]. I walked around a bit because it was messy. My brother and I started joking around when the killer jumped in. He fought me. I grabbed him but he cut my arm [Still no blood <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> ]. Managed to get the knife from him and grabbed him. He held onto the blade of the knife. I pulled it out of his hand [ouch]. [I woke up].</p>
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		<title>Sometimes no pants.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2009/10/01/sometimes-no-pants/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 16:59:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I was walking around school with no pants on [I guess most people have this dream at least once]. It&#8217;s not that I came to school with no pants, I took my pants off at school and threw it in one of my classes. I did a lot of walking around. The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=697&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I was walking around school with no pants on [I guess most people have this dream at least once]. It&#8217;s not that I came to school with no pants, I took my pants off at school and threw it in one of my classes. I did a lot of walking around. The class rooms were huge and the buildings were tall with really steep stairs and packed with people everywhere. One building was practically a high class mall looking thing. After class [which felt like forever] I left the room without my pants. I walked around a bit [looking for my ride?] when a girl mentioned that I had no pants on. When she mentioned it I realized then and there how much taking my pants off at school made no sense. I walked back to the class room which was on one of the upper floors. I got kind of lost since there were two gyms on this floor the size of a football field and the room was as tall as twice the [High School] gym. I ran across both of them and somehow when I turned around I found my class room. There was a teacher in there cleaning. I thought it was one of my High School teachers but when I asked them they said they weren&#8217;t. I noticed that a lot of the other teachers started coming in and cleaning [the number of teachers is 16?]. I grabbed my pants and left. [End]</p>
<p>She mailed my letter back and she used the same envelope. Her letter was with mines also. [I woke up]</p>
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		<title>Not around.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:42:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Such a transition but whatever. I look around to see that in such a short period of time things have changed. Have changed a lot. I basically have a new home and job [sounds like I started a new life]. School isn&#8217;t to far from home but I venture back and forth everyday. If only [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=695&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a transition but whatever. I look around to see that in such a short period of time things have changed. Have changed a lot. I basically have a new home and job [sounds like I started a new life]. School isn&#8217;t to far from home but I venture back and forth everyday. If only I knew a couple of things [Knowledge is indeed power] but I didn&#8217;t so there&#8217;s nothing I can do but there is [^^;]. It&#8217;s been the same trap and the same scenario for almost forever. This time it&#8217;s different and this is the last time. Even if I had lost to it every single time it will not best me the last time. Whatever I am talking about will never be addressed directly because this is the last of it in my life.</p>
<p>[What the Chicken Tenders is that supposed to mean?!]<br />
[I wrote it after all so I should know it best. Yes.]</p>
<p>I am LIVING! SWEET! It starts as of (now &#8211; 50 days). I&#8217;ve been waiting for this part of my life. Waiting for the word free define itself in my dictionary. I stroll where ever I feel like and sit where ever I see fit [:D]. This is proabably the last thing I ever need put together. I can eat a whole lot of food because I can say I am hungry. I want to run and that&#8217;s what I&#8217;ll do. If there was anything I couldn&#8217;t do then I wouldn&#8217;t want to do it. [Perhaps I haven't blogged enough and I forgot how to make sense]</p>
<p>I like making no sense to anybody. Those who approach me are the only ones who want to listen. I don&#8217;t need to tell anybody else.</p>
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		<title>Incorrect Physics.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2009/09/25/incorrect-physics/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 14:22:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I was getting a ride back home and we started to approach a hill [wall]. When we reached the hill I looked straight up and saw that it was pretty high. I would say that it was about 70 plus degrees. I remember being afraid of falling out because even though the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=693&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I was getting a ride back home and we started to approach a hill [wall]. When we reached the hill I looked straight up and saw that it was pretty high. I would say that it was about 70 plus degrees. I remember being afraid of falling out because even though the car was pretty much attached to the road I was all the way at the back of the car [Still obeying physics]. I watched the ground behind the car as we went up. It was clearly a place I had known but at the same time it wasn&#8217;t. As we reached the top it started to become the place I remembered it as. [I woke up]</p>
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		<title>Run.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:49:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I am a prisoner running for his life [-_-;]. I managed to escape captivity and ran down the hillside away from a cliff. I dodge multiple primitive traps that would result in a brutal death. From the outside I some how ran myself into a building. I walked down the hall to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=674&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream] I am a prisoner running for his life [-_-;]. I managed to escape captivity and ran down the hillside away from a cliff. I dodge multiple primitive traps that would result in a brutal death. From the outside I some how ran myself into a building. I walked down the hall to find a wall made of beds. When I climbed to the top I joined a class. I looked back down and the evil guys were still chasing me. I ran down the hall dodging incoming people. When I got to the end of the hall I jumped a whole flight of stairs then&#8230;. [dejavu]. I ran myself into a building and I found a wall made of beds. I knew that a class was waiting up there for me. This time the bad guys were closer than expected. The wall was harder to climb this time for some reason. Making my way up I decided to make the wall of beds fall apart. I made it to the top while managing to make the beds slide down making it difficult to climb back up. At the top I just walked away with my class. [I woke up]</p>
<p>[In the dream] I was in my brand new homeroom [I shouldn't be in one though it's college!!]. This homeroom looked different than my old one. It looked more like a night club [@_@]. With flashing blue lights I sat down in my couch. My guidance counselor was trying to get a message into my head [funny since all of this is already in my head]. He grabbed my face and said something along the lines of&#8230; HEY!! This is your last big chance! You gotta stay on top of your game this time. Fresh new start with nothing dragging you down. You screw this up and there will be no second chances. [Did not see that one coming]. [I woke up]</p>
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		<title>Iron Factory.</title>
		<link>http://jmphistory.wordpress.com/2009/08/03/iron-factory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 14:28:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[In the dream] I was in a large factory with a lot of scrap metal hanging around. I can&#8217;t remember if I worked there or if I was a spy. Something was definitely going on in this factory though. I followed one of the workers out. He used the elevator When we reached the bottom [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=664&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[In the dream]<br />
I was in a large factory with a lot of scrap metal hanging around. I can&#8217;t remember if I worked there or if I was a spy. Something was definitely going on in this factory though. I followed one of the workers out. He used the elevator When we reached the bottom the elevator locked and wouldn&#8217;t accept any workers back in. Luckily there were still people inside able to do our bidding. I found myself walking away from the factory though. I couldn&#8217;t open my eyes [The feeling you get when you can't adjust to sunlight that quickly]. I kept walking and I forced them open there was a car with it&#8217;s light on me. I was dizzy [I seem to get dizzy every now and then when dreaming :O]. I was put into the car and driven around but I wasn&#8217;t sure to where.<br />
[I woke up]</p>
<p>[In the dream]<br />
I was on the beach swimming at night. I was swimming with girl that I went to middle school and high school with [I never really talked to her]. There was a concert at the beach and with some crappy singers. I went to the public shower. While showering I over heard the two crappy singers arguing about each others singing. Apparently one of the was the father and the other was the daughter.<br />
[I woke up].</p>
<p>[In the dream]<br />
I was making orange rice. While in the process I was thinking of orange chicken. I&#8217;m just slicing away at oranges and squeezing them into a bowl of rice. I completely forgot how many oranges I used and by the time I looked down the bowl looked like soup. My cousin thought I need to add some lime to my orange rice because she thought it was soup but my family [also in the kitchen] yelled at her and said it was orange rice. I don&#8217;t know why but I added some water to it. I too a sip and it actually tasted like &#8220;Real&#8221; orange juice but a little watered down. While inspecting my creation I noticed that the bowl and 2 spiders drowning in it. One of them was really big. Not only were there spiders but there was hair in my bowl to [-_-;]. I picked off the spiders with a chopstick and threw them in the trash. After that I drained the juice out of the bowl and picked out the hair. It looked clean enough to me so I tried the rice. It tasted like rice with orange chicken sauce on it.<br />
[I woke up]</p>
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		<title>The beach was sandy.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 00:47:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I went to the beach today with my brother and his friends. I wasn&#8217;t intending on going anywhere today but then my dad told me to go to the beach with my brother. I thought a bit [2 seconds] and decided to go because I haven&#8217;t gone to the beach yet this year. I would [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jmphistory.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4512743&amp;post=656&amp;subd=jmphistory&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went to the beach today with my brother and his friends. I wasn&#8217;t intending on going anywhere today but then my dad told me to go to the beach with my brother. I thought a bit [2 seconds] and decided to go because I haven&#8217;t gone to the beach yet this year. I would have preferred to go with my closer friends but they had conflicting schedules and transportation issues. The beach was supposed to be canceled because it was going to rain. The whole crew decided to go anyways because it was only going to rain for a while. While picking people up my brother was passed by a cop car. [About 20 seconds later] My brother and I saw a guy getting arrested a little behind MB [Same cop car (The street parallel to your house *Insert Nickname*!!)]. We crossed the bridge at MB and I was looking outside again. I glanced by and saw a car with a familiar face. [@_@; Oh sheets] It&#8217;s my guidance counselor, Mr. CP. He was driving right next to my car. I&#8217;m lying back so that he can&#8217;t see me. I&#8217;m cool with the guy but I still haven&#8217;t added him on Facebook. We ended up with a total of 7 people. Good thing it was a minivan. We proceeded to the beach. It was a fairly long ride so I decided to take a nap [Later on I discovered pics of me sleeping]. We arrived at the beach and started building our base. Set up a Volley Ball Net, put the mat down, Random umbrella [Contributed by me], and others went off to eat. A stunt kite is pretty darn awesome if you can keep it flying. If you fail then it will hurt somebody [not that it really hurt some one but it would look pretty painful]. I saw some pretty cool tricks and some pretty cool &#8220;Landing&#8221;. When everyone got back together I convinced everyone to go into the water [Sweet :3]. I almost never swim at the beach because it&#8217;s pretty boring when there isn&#8217;t a lot of people. My eyes were stinging a bit from salt water but I tried my best to keep my eyes open above the water [They were stinging not burning]. My brother had a newly bought boogie board [Sweet]. Everyone couldn&#8217;t figure the board out [How we figured it out is a mystery]. I was just floating in the water in the shape commonly known as the &#8220;Cannon Ball&#8221;. Some waves were pretty large. When I decided to push off the floor for some air my feet didn&#8217;t reach anything. I was in the middle of a big wave. [Oh well I'll just wait it out]. I was in the middle of a couple of big waves [T_T]. I quickly splashed up and got some air so I can wait longer and the large waves stopped after that. Not being able to reach the floor is what scares me about water but I know I can depend on my swimming abilities on the beach. At sea&#8230; no. So most of my brother&#8217;s buddies got out of the water. We walked back along the shore because the waves have taken us quite a distance back. I went with one of my brother&#8217;s friends to go wash the salt water off ourselves. I took a bucket with me because they probably didn&#8217;t have public showers. I filled the bucket up with water and just threw it on myself. My brother&#8217;s friend was washing his feet in the sink [Totally Asian]. Now filling up the 3rd bucket of water some guy walks in and says &#8216;HEY!! SIGN! SIGN! SIGN! CAN YOU READ?! IT SAYS SINKS ARE FOR WASHING HANDS ONLY AND NO THROWING WATER ON THE FLOOR!!&#8221;. To my surprise my brother&#8217;s friend said he couldn&#8217;t read. I thought about it for a second and totally forgot he wears glasses and he is totally blind. Oh well I broke a rule but at least I&#8217;m finished with what I was doing [^^]. We then proceeded to buy ice at one of the local stores. With the new bought ice we headed back to base. Random people were using our volley ball net. I went off and bought myself some cheese burgers [4] and a coke and fries for my brother&#8217;s friend. I got back in time for Uno [The semi-impossible game]. They were playing with lame rules. No stacking +2/+4 cards?! How is the game supposed to end if that rule isn&#8217;t in play. It turns out that out of the seven people playing only 2 of them play with that rule regularly. No one wins so it starts raining. That&#8217;s right, it rains because there is no winner. We packed up and brought all our stuff to the cars. The rain totally stopped when we finished packing but we didn&#8217;t care much to set up again so we migrated. We decided to go catch some crabs [YEAH!!]. We got there but the tide wasn&#8217;t low enough and there was a guy fishing in our spot. We started skipping some rocks. Some people almost got hurt but it&#8217;s all good. I skipped a crazy rock that went completely straight but skipped about 15 times. One of my brother&#8217;s friend said that was an awesome throw [But no one saw it XO]. I decided to scope out the area under the bridge. The fisher was right there. I skipped one rock [1 rock] in the totally opposite direction [The totally opposite direction] and the guy yelled at me because he was fishing. [Are you kidding me? It's not my fault that it looks like you caught nothing for several hours...]. The whole crew was like how did [My name] get over there? And when did he get over there? I told them that I just walked next to the street above and climbed down near the bridge. The guy would obviously no let us search for crabs in his area so I did some ninja moves along the shore staying away from the foliage and keeping my balance so I don&#8217;t fall in the water. I made it back safely and reported the bad news. We headed home after that. [If I were mad for no reason and just like to make people mad I would have totally tipped the guy's truck. It was practically falling over being parked sideways on a hill]. On the ride back I claimed my spot in the back seat. A girl sat next to me and we were the only two in the back. People were bored so they were just sleeping or lazing around waiting to arrive home. With just the two of us we started to&#8230;. talk [:D]. The beach trip was fun even if it did rain. The whole crew wasn&#8217;t ready to go home yet though they wanted to crash at my house for a bit. They did go home to wash up though. While dropping off I saw the biggest rainbow ever [@o@]. I washed up too of course! So they played &#8220;Never have I Ever&#8221; in a big round table. The girl that sat in the back with me said I had to play to because I would know all their secrets without having to do anything. I wasn&#8217;t going to play. Listening to them play I realized that I would be stuck with all my fingers up until the end of the game [XD]. They all went home and right when they left guess who shows up at 11 pm!! </p>
<p>My brother and 3 more friends. My brother is late coming home. &#8220;Seeya guys later [^^]&#8220;. My dad invites them in for dinner [It's fricken 11 XD]. So they ate and decided to play a prank on another friend [the Ballroom dancing girl]. Apparently they were drunk and tried to drive home but they hit a car and got pulled over by a cop. After getting questioned by the cop he just lets them off for drunk driving because he is a cool Asian cop. [I don't even know how anyone could believe this -_-;]. After finishing dinner they called the Ballroom dancing girl back and said it was a joke. They let one friend absorb all the blame for the cruel joke in his absence. They joked around a bit and decided to go home. They like the rice porridge but one of them really like pig intestines in theirs.<br />
[You really read all of it? I'm Happy ^^]</p>
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