I've been having a lot of dreams and nightmares lately, and I thought I mind as well update this blog with them. On January 3rd, I dreamed I had met Dylan and Cole Sprouse who lived next to me in a suburban-like neighborhood. We were friends apparently and I told them we hung out when I was little. When I went to my mom, she proved it and said it was true. Some dreams I wish were actually true. I hate reluctantly waking up. One time, I forced myself to wake up because a robot was about to kill me and I panicked myself awake.

So a few nights ago, I dreamed that I was walking on a sidewalk somewhere and I ran into Drake Bell, who was wearing a purple shirt. I said Hey and he knew my name. I asked him how and he said he was in my dad's band ( lol ). I was famous and had a Wikipedia page and he took me to this school full of celebrities in the style of an opening theme. I remember seeing Ashley Tisdale and Terry Crews. Also, somewhere else, there were two politicians shooting each other on top of a tall building, and I happened to be there.

I wish I knew Drake Bell though. That would be epic.

OH, and last night, my mom bought a bunch of things. Time to pig out.