Life is really strange at the moment. Because people in my life who didn't like each other are now getting on. IT'S WEIRD.

Had an French test this morning. Last night I was panicking because I hadn't learnt any of the Vocab. But luckily the teacher made a foolish mistake and had it so we had to write the English words, instead of the French, so I probably aced. But SHAME ON ME anyway...

School is really friendly now that all the nasties are away at camp. Sad but true. But I have a feeling they will be back very soon... Darn.

So now my life consists of work, school, friends, laughing, Pocket God, more laughing, dying paper with coffee, and sitting on the couch. Me on the left, Priyanka in the middle, and Josh on the right.

What a group we make.

I decided to post another funny conversation, had by none other then Me, and Josh.

Walking Towards School...

Felicity: You have to give, in order to Receive, did you know?

Josh: Um yeah.

Felicity: I don't really give much, but I often receive, so there's an imbalance.

Felicity tries to step over a piece of toilet paper lying on the ground. It gets stuck to her foot.

Felicity: CRAP! A piece of toilet paper is stuck to my foot, that's such a cliche!

Felicity keeps trying to get it off her foot, without using her hands.

Josh: Hahahahahaha, you're receiving!

Felicity eventually manages to get toilet paper off her foot.

The Moral of this Story: Don't talk about giving and receiving. You may just receive. Like me. 

Me: (On the Apple webpage) What's iPad?

My mind wanders to what I think it could possibly be...

Josh: It's... No, it's not what you think it is. It's like a bloated iPod.

Me: Lol.

Another post on the same day! Au Contraire! I don't actually think that's a correct phrase. I used to say a lot of words that weren't grammatically correct. There was one that I got from the Titanic movie, and Cal said to Jack at the dinner table: "Rose and my taste's differ in fine art, not to impugn your work, sir". So whenever anyone put me down I would simply say, "Don't impugn me, fool." My mum seemed to think the word didn't exist. Well the here's the definition.

im-pune: To make one feel puny.

THERE!

Also, I had my second Lucid Dream a few nights ago. For those that don't want a huge ramble, it's pretty much a dream that you are able to control. My friend is an EXPERT, so I know plenty of methods, not that I do that many.

So here is what happened. (Not for everyone else, mostly for me, because I want a record).

I am at a indoor playground with Josh, aka Loaf. By indoor I mean it is inside a tent. I'm talking to Josh about something, and then suddenly I think, "I'm lucid". Josh had always told me to look at a watch or your hands when you are becoming lucid, so I look at my hands. The left hand has six fingers, though they are a bit blurry. I have a few plans of things I would like to do while being Lucid, so I smoothly turn back to the still talking Josh and say, "Sorry, I have to go now because I'm lucid." Josh keeps talking and I climb up to the top of the tent.

It was a weak lucidity, but for some reason I knew where I wanted to go, and just went there! Those that know me may have guessed the place I wanted to be was the Chocolate Shop. No one was looking after the shop (not that that would have stopped me), and I grabbed a few bars of chocolate. They had sugar in them (and I don't have sugar normally). They tasted all right, but not as nice as usual. For some reason my mum was beside me. I ignored her and kept stuffing my face with chocolate. (I know I must sound like a bitch, but lucidity is usually short-lived, and I wanted to eat the chocolate). And hey presto, after I'd finished the chocolate I sunk back into the normal dream state. I forgot that I could eat everything in the store. The shop keeper walked back in. We left the store.

The End.