A buncha weird shit

Date: 7/25/2020

Killed like 2 people. Performed a dance to Michael Jackson's Thriller, completely improv, beside a bunch of other people who knew what they were doing. We were all on stage in front of a large audience. I did a really good job I think, I really put my body into it, even when I went solo halfway through the dance. Went home for a bit and laid on the couch. Something felt odd. I think I hung out with my friends at the park after this. I don't remember much of it and after, the memories are starting to slip the more I'm awake. I remember this girl, absolutely deranged. We were in a school, and some other girl was in the bathroom. Long, dark blue hair, pink skin I think. She was beautiful, but she had a mouth on her stomach instead of a belly button. The deranged girl went into the bathroom, and some boy cracked the door open to peer in and eavesdrop. He witnessed the deranged girl stab the other to death, her eyes wild and excited. The boy closed the door slowly, scared. Another blank in memory, then back into the bathroom. The body is gone, and the deranged girl walks back into the bathroom. She's fantasizing out loud about how she peed the parking lot and made a puddle, and that someone would step in it. Continuing her fantasy, she decided to pee on the bathroom floor as well. I remember being in the hallway of the school. To my right, the lights of the hall were turned off. In front of me was a door, that slowly opened on its own and was pitch black inside. I left. I went home for a while, then went back outside for a bit to greet my sister, who was sitting in a big red car. She had a guest with her, light skinned, very obviously a butchy type lesbian. I assume they were in a relationship. I could hardly hear her over some odd sound, but my sister told me she asked my name. I sunk down beside the car slowly and dramatically, contemplating which name to use. I go by many names, but I ultimately decided to tell her my real name. I don't remember her response. I asked my sister where she was going, and she said she was going to the Olive Garden. I whined, because I wanted to go, but sadly I was on my period and I don't leave the house until it's completely over. I was gonna tell her that I just wanted breadsticks and soup, but her girlfriend started giving me options for better stuff to get. My sister tried to discourage her from doing so. I didn't choose anything, though my excitement for a change in food choices was prevalent. I ended up in the car somehow and asked my sister where she was going in a panic, as she was driving down the street now and I don't leave my house during my period. She, defensively, stated that she was going around back to our street to drop me off before they left to the Olive Garden. I relaxed, and then I woke up.