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You know what?! I've made up my mind. ~

Every day, when I wake up, I'm going to type about my latest dream here. Because my dreams are getting on my nerves! Maybe if I tell gaia about it, I'll feel better o.e *twitch* Because if I told my friends in person, well...... I'd forget mid-way. Also, I can't remember all of my dream. Just bits. Since I've been having dreams that I remember bits of every night, I'm going to try and fill in the holes and get my information right. At the end, I will tell you what was really from the dream.

SO LISTEN WELL!

*Dream 1~ The Stag Pool*

I had entered a huge contest, and the winner would receive over 1 billion dollars. There was a catch. This contest was just like a giant truth-or-dare competition. But you couldn't pick truth. It was ALWAYS dare. You had a team made up of four people . The only team I remember was the one with me in it, This awesome dude my age with black hair named Jack, an old man name Hitseldorf (wtf?), and another girl my age named Jess.
The first competition was simple. In early morning, you had to get on your swimsuit and run to grab the nearest pool. One of the pools was awesome and had torches. Heh heh, our team got that one thanks to me. Basically, the pool was filled with water, and...... stag beetles. Stag beetles that were piled up so you couldn't see the water. They were tiny stags; but I still hated them. Well, what we had to do was, with a single tiny manual skimmer, scoop them all out of the pool before nightfall. If we couldn't, then we lost, and were out. Then, once we were finished with that, we would have to wait till the sun went down, quote: "In the pool". Then, once the sun was down, we would have to find a tiny teeny pebble on the bottom with cheapy goggles. There's where our pool torches came in handy.
When it was time to go, in a flash, our team just jumped in the pool, stags and all. I screeched, 'cause the stupid stags were crawling up my swimsuit. I turned into rage mode and began screaming, "DIE!" and squishing all the stags. Soon our entire pool was govered in stag mush. Jack just dropped our skimmer and began scooping it all out with his hands. Jess and I joined in, while the old man hid in the only place with clean water. "I'm allergic to stags," he blushed. Silly Hitseldorf.
We were finished within an hour. We stuck our tongues out at and taunted the other teams. They were so busy cleaning up, they couldn't fight back either. I laughed and laughed. It was great. Eventually, the sky was dyed a pretty red and the sun began setting. All teams but one was done. That team left. Anyways, the sky was gorgeous. I went over to the edge of the pool, eyes sparkling.
"Watch the gorgeous sunset!"
Jack cried out in disgust. "I hate sunsets. They aren't gorgeous at all."
I kicked him hard, tough the water did slow me down.
"Ow!" He kicked me back. It didn't hurt a bit. I giggled.
Quickly, it turned into an all-out sluggish kicking match (since we were in the pool). Soon enough, everyone on our team was kicking. Even old man Hitseldorf. Jack was now guffawing with me. It was the best. Now it was getting darker.
"Stop!" I yelled, suppressing giggles.
I went to the edge of the pool, and we all watched the sun set together.
Suddenly it was pitch black. We had the torches, so we were okay. There were no lights on. It was almost as if we were in a huge spotlight, center of attention. As I thought this with glee, a single stag beetle landed in front of me. Then other. "Weird," I said aloud. And then another.
"ACK!" Jack yelped and ducked. "The other teams are throwing stags at us!"
"Eh?!" Jess screamed.
"I'M ALLERGIC!" Hitseldorf yelled, then broke out in hives.
We all ducked and hid behind the pool wall so no teams could see us.
"Do you hate the torches yet?" Jack joked.
A stag beetle flew down my shirt and pinched me. "Yes," I croaked weakly.

-AND THEN I WOKE UP-

Now, here it is. The parts that were made up.
1. The contest was made up. I just remember it starting by being told to clean up that pool and find a pebble that night. The only way I could've done that, I reasoned when I woke, was if it was for money. LOTS OF IT.
2. Our team jumping in the pool. I remembered all of us in it and me crushing those stags. I assumed we had jumped in.
3. Hitseldorf breaking out in hives. I can't exactly remember his reaction. I think he exploded.

*END ENTRY*