i finaly had the patiance to get a new lay out..and go through all the stupid color changing crap...the huge red subjects on the other one were really begining to piss me off...well actualy they had been since the very begining...no wonder i never really used subjects. im sure theres a way to fix it but, this is me we're talking about here...im too lazy to figure it out. i was just trying to remember exactly how it was that i got in with the chessroom crowd..how did that work...i remember the first night..i remember exactly how i ever landed in that room..i guess rem, and las and misery and smokey, jsut didnt show up for a couple weeks..so the first night, it was Josh, Roth, Endrin, vamp and i..and then within that week peach showed up, with in the next week Jay showed up..and then las, rem, misery, and smokey came back..its so, weird. ya thats it weird. how had i not spent that first night there, that i probably wouldnt be writing this now..this whole last year would have been so different..but i guess everythings like that..small tiny decisions or happenings can just change things forever..

i had the weirdest dream last night..started out in a hospital, like way old, 150 years or so.. some girl was sick i guess..and all her family was there... so he laid down for a nap and then she got up and started sleepwalking...but her eyes were open, and they were this purple color..the doctor that was in the room said something about not looking some one who's sleep walking in the eye, but the girls mother did, and so the girls pupils got super big then back to regulare size realy fast, and the mother colapsed, dead, i think. im not sure what happened from there, but i ended up in a room full of about 10 generations of this families stuff, all in perfect condition, and this old lady that was there, said that as long as i told her a sad love story, that i could have what ever i wanted. it was so weird, becuase the room had every thing i wanted in it, well not every thing mechanical wise, but clothing and other such stuff. actualy, i guess it was just stuff, that i cant seem to find every day. but it was a really good dream..once i got through the people dieing stuff..i mean imagine it, just for a good hour strait, every five minutes, finding something that youve been looking for for a really long time, and theres was nothing stopping you from keeping it..no money no mother or father saying no its too expensive, or "i could make that better myself". just take it off the rack or the shelf, and its yours. i wanted to go back so bad when i woke up..i tried and i tried..and finaly i fell back asleep, but, every thing was mostly gone..and the things i had had in my arms before were no where to be found. then my mother woke me up, and i had to get out of bed and go see my dads band play at this BBQ..yes BBQ, even though it was ten in the morning..oh ya, my granpa, that lives in mexico half the year, showed up the other day, so we had dinner with him yesterday night, if you want to call salad dinner..but anyways...so we were there for a long while..Brendan stepped on my toe, and now i have a bunch of bruises..and im just a bit sunburnt..but, grandpa came home with us, along with the red baron (unle mikey) and...i did some homework, then the other set of grandparents came over and we had dinner..blah blah blah and so, ya. i hope i can actualy sleep in tomorrow..instead of waking up at 7 -_-