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Date Posted: 20:08:49 06/02/01 Sat
Author: kara
Subject: yellow water party

one afternoon, i had a dream that i was running for president of the united states. i formed my own party-- the yellow water party. the election was being run like a high school election, so all the candidates were getting up in front a huge crowd and giving their speeches. one of the other candidates rented a super-sized crane, and we were all supposed to climb up to the buckety-thing. then the crane turned on and everyone started "falling" off... more like they sort of dropped off and floated down, like george in yellow submarine "it's all in the mind," except for me, because i am afraid of heights, so i was just clinging to the crane and yelling. after a while, i was back at school, and when i asked a bunch of flowers, they told me that nobody won. then i wandered around for a while, trying to remember which class i was supposed to be in. when i got to my class, we were supposed to turn in some big project. i left mine at home, though, because i thought it wasn't finished enough to turn in. then i saw everybody else's projects. and all of their stuff really sucked, and i thought, "man, their projects all really suck, maybe i should have brought my project anyway, cos mine is way better than any of their crap. i am way more special than any of those hosers." then i left and went to drama class, and i got to be a rock. after a couple years, i found i was covered in moss. then i started rolling, and everyone called me a stone. all the moss i had gathered came off.

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