So I was asleep.
This dream:
I was playing soccer. On my team, to be exact. Against Real Olympia. Madeline and I were forwards. Real Oly's goalkeeper was guarding my fridge... I guess that was the goal. So Madeline and I KILLED them! We scored on that fridge! Benson was the goalkeeper (Even though he doesn't even play on Real Oly...) and whenever I got an assist or scored, I did a victory dance. Or took my shirt off showing a tank top with "Viva Espana" written on it. Or I did that thing where you slide on your knees. Great feeling.
So apparently halftime was really long. So we went home. My grandma was there and she wouldn't let me into the bathroom. Why? There were these two huge fish in the toilet. They looked like the head of a cowfish with a long tail that looked like a hermit crab whisker.
Flippn' Frickin' Freaky.
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