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Cops on the Bus I am on a school bus. I know it is a school bus because at the back of the bus is the emergency door and the window... not like public transportation with a seat at the back. So I am sitting with some people... they are police officers. I wonder if I am in trouble?? Next thing I know, there is a ruckus at the back of the bus. One of the police officers tells me to go to the back and break it up. I look down in my lap and there is a badge in my lap!!! I clip the badge on the back pocket of my jeans and walk back to the back of the bus to see what is going on. Someone had broken a glass bottle. Standing at the back door to the bus is a guy I went to grade school and middle school with, <PERSON>. I look at him and ask him what happened. He does not answer me and I get mad and tell him that someone better clean up that broken glass before someone gets hurt!! He does not do anything. I yell at him to give me the napkins he is now holding in his hand so that at least I could clean it up. He tells me, "You know, we do not talk like we used to." Vitamins at the Grocery Store Now I am in a grocery store. I am going up and down aisles and I see that it is like an after Christmas sale. There is just all sorts of junk lined up in no particular order. I look up at the ceiling and there is like barbecues hanging from the ceiling... and kids bikes. I have a shopping cart but I have no idea what I am looking for. I must have had some stuff in my cart because I get in line to check out. Then I remember!! I need more Flintstones vitamins because I am out!!! I run to get the vitamins, then... The Award Show I am in a bathroom. Or a dressing room. Doing my makeup. I am looking in a mirror. (score one point for a personal goal attained!) I am putting on eyeliner, but I already have eyeliner on. So what I am doing is adding another color above the brown that is already there... interesting. I do my left side fine. Then when I go to do my right eye, the eyeliner smears and I have to keep starting all over again. I finish my makeup and now I am in a beautiful white gown with a really really really long... wrap? It is not part of the dress... it is like what Starter had on in that scene in The Cell, that obnoxiously long cape... but white and with little raised dots about the size of a quarter all over it. I am walking out onto a stage and it is an award show! I have just won the award for best outfit ever!! I am so excited and I wonder if my makeup turned out ok. And then I wonder... if I am at an awards show, why did not someone else do my makeup? Anyway, I walk off stage and find a place to sit, which is difficult because of the size of my cape, and when I sit down I look at my shoes... ruby red high heels. I think this does not match at all. But they were awesome shoes!

 

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