We somehow discovered that one of the empty rooms on hall could be used to time travel, but no one wanted to be the first to try. I volunteered and travelled back to my CPW. I met a lot of current hall members, and no one knew who I was since I was still a prefrosh. At some point it dawned on me that I had NO way to get back to my time; I left a note to my future self warning against time travel and killed myself.

Anchen gave me a little thing that at first I thought was a pregnancy test and then said 'you should probably get yourself checked out.' It was literally just a thing that said STD: Yes. I look up and a couple other people on hall have these. It felt like the freshmen plague.

I was in Japan for some reason and in some city. I was going to the mall when suddenly a horde of aliens invaded. They tried flooding the fifth floor, but soon realized it was easier to take over our bodies and have us infect each other. I managed to get out alive, but soon they were everywhere. They almost got me in a shack in a secret locked safe room full of baked goods, but I went through a trap door to the beach. One followed me, and I outran him for a while until he inhabited a volcano and started spewing rock and magma at me. I began throwing small chunks back and slowly taking down its health. Yet it still took forever. I wouldn't survive. Until I started gaining a following, at least. One guy came up to me with a glove. I put it on my right hand and was all 'I feel super powerful' and he's all 'Nuh uh, it's supposed to go on your left hand.' Huh. That did feel better. So I killed the volcano. News soon got out that the large Oak in the park had also been inhabited. I went to go fight it when I realized . I'm bulbasaur! I went up expecting to destroy this try, but soon learned that I didn't know how to do anything but throw seeds in its eyes. It still got pissed, so it also turned into Bulbasaur. We went to have a fight in the big fountain pool in the park. Thousands of humans and aliens gathered in peace to watch us battle for their fate. The battle had begun. I thought bulbasaur was dumb in water, so I was like 'Hey, lightning would be fantastic!' So I became Pikachu. I destroyed pokemon left and right, just by screaming 'Pikachu.' Everytime, lightning would come down from the sky and strike my enemies, the aliens. That is, until Bowser came over and wrecked my shit.

(not a dream, but close) When I woke up I looked @ my clock, it read 7:44. I panicked and got dressed thinking I slept through the first part of my exam @ 7:30. Turns out, am =/= pm.

So two nights ago I had this dream where I managed to get this super awesome intership. It is located in this giant high rise town thing. I show up for my first day and have a room I'm supposed to report to. I go up the floor and this room doesn't exist. I wind up wandering aimlessly up and down the floor trying to find this room with no success. This continues for like a week. I show up everyday and just wander about in search of this nonexistent room, listening to people discuss space.

I had a dream the other day where I was flying like in the old Harry Potter games. It was pretty sweet except I could sort of see through my spine b/c when I played those games my graphics card was crap.

Threesome (with one of you in it)
-Dude all my sex dreams are about 5E no exceptions
-69-13?
-...fifth..east? my bad, it looked like .56.
-I'm confused. How would you eve have sex with someone who doesn't live on hall?

I used to dream I had the ability to fly all the time, but I wasn't really in control of it. So it was a little more like floating. I'd be going about my business when I'd just sort of drift off the ground and bob up to the ceiling, like a released balloon. It was pleasant, but confusing, and felt a little like swimming. I couldn't descend, even if I wanted to, so I'd just kind of wait and put up with the fact that I was floating above everyone's heads until I eventually drifted down.

I also dream that I have the ability to fly, and at first I have to struggle to do it, but then I step into the air and it is so beautiful. I wake up wishing so badly this was true.

I frequently dream, that I have gained the ability to fly, but can never quite master taking off.

I mastered taking off once. It was great. Incredible. I taught my crush how to fly. It was 6th grade 10/10 would dream again.

If you're going through a bad breakup, please try not to deal with the stress by turning into a giant centipede.

I was a spinning ball of cats floating in a void. It wasn't dark, though. There were flashing colors all around me. Also, I could see myself in third person but it felt like I was in the first person.

This bathroom exactly like this.

Krotus berets.

Sex.

The day after I dropped my 22 seminar and decided not to be course 22, I had a dream that there was a nuclear bomb in EC and I was trying to defuse it, but I couldn't. The ghost of Haley appeared and told me that if only I had been course 22, I would know what to do.

I was in NYC with 5E and we were homeless. Milo was with us, and I was thinking 'oh no, Milo really doesn't like being held, and I'm afraid if I put him down he'll run away.' So I had to figure out where to find a pet store to buy a cat carrier for Milo in the middle of new york. Also Rudy was there wearing the purple jacket.

Oprah.

Defending a Mormon temple from zombies.

Mike was moving back into housing, so we reran room wars to figure out where he'd live. It turned out he wanted my room, and even though I was squatting it he had enough seniority (as a super-super-senior) to take it from me anyway. I got upset and went to the hall chairs, but they just said 'sorry, that's how room wars works.'

Today I snoozed like 3 times and in between each of them I had this miserable dream that I had to do menial shit in my pajamas (I don't even wear pajamas), but I was too tired to keep my eyes open so I also had to do it blind. I would finish a task and then get back to bed and the alarm would go off (in real life). I would snooze it, get back to the dream, and repeat. For reference, these tasks were like, cleaning Milo's litterbox, and also cleaning vomit out of my laundry basket (???).

I'M DRIVNG ON THE HIGHWAY AT 90 MPH WHEN THE CAR IN FRONT OF ME SERVES. I NEED TO BRAKE, BUT THE SEAT'S PUSHED UP TOO FAR, & I CAN'T MOVE MY FOOT OFF THE GAS.

I'VE BEEN TOO TIRED TO DREAM.

East Campus was being interviewed. I don't know what for because we don't talk to the press, but there was some woman taking quotes and photographs. 5E kept not responding to here questions but posing really stupidly in all of the photos so she'd use us instead of another hall.

Cockroaches on all my walls + floors @ 1 time. They were all over everything and I don't even remember being able to see my hands beneath layers of exoskeleton.

Okay, so we start at Reawakening. My summer fling is here for some reason, so naturally we're trying to decide who we should have a threesome with. By the end of this conversation, we're outside in a large group because now it is the Apocalypse and we're looting places for food.

Sarah moved into B515. I was like, no, this is my room, so I walked to my room and it was still there. I walked back to Sarah's room, but it was both her room and my room. I was confused. I woke up.

Put open package of bacon (incl. foam container) into pot of boiling water; sudden realization 'oh god, what have I done?!' Woke up.

Okay so I'm working at my summer job and I leave to go back home to hall. When I get back I remember I have this big 2.002 test in like 10 minutes so I dump all of my stuff on my bed and get ready to go back out the door. But I turn around and all the stuff on my bed turned into a litterbox full of cooked hamburger and Milo is rolling around it. Then I'm like ??? should I go to my test or give Milo a bath?? If I emailed 5e@, would someone bathe him????

Chris Brown. I was confused.

2017's went on a field trip to spaaaaace <3

Rudy was dying. He was feeling ill and his hands were swelling with weird sores on the backs, which me and Anchen recognized as the hallmarks of a rare, rapidly and almost universally fatal autoimmune disease. We were trying to convince him to go to the hospital, but he was sad for some other reasons and refused to go.

I was lying in bed with someone (for real, not in my dream) and I was having a hard time falling asleep but every time I did I had a dream about the two of us lying in bed talking. And now I don't know how much of it I dreamed and how much really happened and it's rather worrying.

I was looking through James' drawers and found his subscription to Nicholas Cage pornography.

Robots.