545am...

so this morning i woke up at 545 for 2 reasons.. one, i heard my neighbors alarm at 530, and two because i was having a day-mare.

i had a dream that i was back at my childhood home on garrett drive and was on my way to the bathroom and noticed that nunos camaro was across the street. and i could see into the house next door and saw him sitting on his bed packing up some clothes into a duffle bag. i went into my parents room and told my mom that i saw nuno, she was on the phone and said, i saw him too, you should talk to him...

i went back to the living room and looked out the window, now he was in the street having a snowball fight with some neighborhood boys. (it was syracuse, hello)

that was about the time i feel like i started to panic and i woke up and had the desperate urgency to go for a walk... so i did.

i walked by my old sanger st house and i remembered that those a-holes wouldn't let us have air conditioners, prob cause they couldn't afford them, so they wanted everyone to suffer. can you imagine not having a/c for 3 years? how did i do it? they still live there by the way.

we lost at trivia tonight, but we were 9 people, so we had to split into two teams, and the other team, (dave, laura, jen, mike and hope) team token won! bastards. we came in last of 4.5 teams.