This morning I woke up at 4:30am... because I had this feeling that I was supposed to. I ate breakfast, then realized I was dumb for being up so early and went back to bed. I even put PANTS on before eating breakfast, and that never happens.

Later, I dreamt that I met up with some high school friends. I was going to a mall or something, and a carload of HS people honked at me as they passed me by, somehow signaling that I was supposed to turn at a specific spot. I turned around and went in that parking lot, and then was riding one of those razor scooters things, and had to find a good place to hide it. I put it in some bushes and partially covered it up with snow so people wouldn't steal it. Then the HS peeps were walking with me, and whoever was driving was telling me about how one of the parking lots had an ink blast system for deterring people from entering the wrong way in the lot. If you drive in the exit, your car gets shot with ink. Yeah, weird.

We all went to someone's house and sat down at a table, waiting for dinner. I was nervous, I think, because I was a vegetarian now, and wasn't sure there would be anything for me to eat. Mostly we all just sat around and smoked. As for who was there, I'm not completely sure, but I feel confident that Johanna was there, because in my mind any high school people are connected with her. Jamie Stoudt and another guy came in and sat next to me. The other guy asked if I was going to laugh at him like everyone else, and I asked why. He said because he had plans to kill himself next week. Then I realized who it was: Justin Bramhall. (I was looking at his facebook profile yesterday, and he's changed a lot) He said something about how boring life was, and there was no reason not to kill oneself. I wasn't sure how to tell him about Jesus, so I kept quiet. After all, I have no standing with most of these people coz I was such a dork in high school.