So here's my dream

Alright!
I like to tell people my dreams, my almost horribly realistic with a twist to them dreams.
I usually like to tell my family my deep and complex dreams, they like to call bullshit on me.
So hopefully you all will listen and bare with me.

Now this dream is different from my usual "Serial killer hunter/antagonistic/mystery" characters I play
My dreams are more of me thinking of something obscure and putting it into something sorta like a movie I can control.
I am usually in 3rd person and watching what my masked image of myself does and I usually control him.
Sorta like a video game...but more intense and more shifty...should I say.
I rarely am in first person and I never have any other view other than those two.

Now you may ask, are you evil or good?
Now, to normal moral standards I would be evil, But I do my evil in such a way it is almost sad I would have to resort to using such "ways" to achieve what would only make my crappy life seem a bit better.
So you can say I am usually an Anti-hero.

You might ask again, are you a crazy or sane person?

In my dreams I do everything that restricts me from doing such in real life.
Like bomb someone's house or getting rid of someone that is messing with my "Mission".

You may have another question, do you know you are in dreams?

I do, I know because when I do my tests, like go "GTA" everyone, cops don't come and even when they do..somehow they let it go and move on.

In my dreams I don't care if  I die...as long as I make a good attempt and fulfilling my hopes and dreams in that set "story"
I never truly die in my dreams, I just get back up and continue my business.
Sorta like having god mode on a video game.


You might ask do you have any partners or people to help you with your "missions"
I never really do, I just get everything done myself!
If you want something done you must do it yourself!

Now! last question.
What do you look like?

I look like a lot of things, but the thing I am most is someone that resembles myself only with a mask and short spikey- like hair. I usually wear my usual cloths in like real life. My masks are simple designs, they never are scary or anything bad. I just for some reason cannot put my face on myself so I create a mask for my "person"


So on with the Dream!

Oh! That's all time time we have for today?
I'll tell you later!
I promise!

You know I...never mind!

The Title has nothing to do with the fucking post.
Yea, I just wanted to get that out of the way!

I have been relaxing...because summer gives me more time to do it relax!
I never really liked any of my real life "friends".
They all either try to figure me out or try to hail me.
Really sad..I wish I knew some normal people.

Most of the time I hang out with my "Friends" I usually murmur "I push my fingers into my eyes...it's the only way..." then get interrupted by my friends not really understanding why I think having sex with more than 20 chicks who honestly love you is a bad thing.

Might be the people around here...
Or could be me having some shred of morals..
Could be the carbon dioxide and global warming getting to my brain..

I usually like to head down to our ice cream shop and bury my head into tons of ice cream till I feel like vomiting. That makes for a relaxing evening.

I just like looking up at the stars and wishing...
Then school comes back and rips some more of my soul out..

This is about GameStop

Alright!
I recently got back from GameStop!
So I go along and do my thing.
Trying to make small talk with everyone.
All that.
And there is this blonde there.
She is one of those loud annoying ones, she basically wants all the guys to give their undivided attention too.
Being me, I like to make some jokes and such about how she is to the other workers.
Like she is up on one of them and yells "Hey, is this mumbling?"
He replies with "That's mumbling.."
I tell her "That's more like yelling?"
I suppose that isn't my place..but she is annoying..
He goes "You better leave or else you'll get stuck in a hurricane!"
He starts going on about it.
So, get annoyed and say.
I say in a very sarcastic manner. "I am here and I don't care if I break my legs walking back" (Now, I know that seems retarded to say, but why is he telling me to leave..)
One of them gives me a face that suggests I leave, so I do.

Then comes today.
I guess ruining the ending to Dead Space 2 was bad, so she constantly tells us "Stop ruining it!!"
All the fucking time.
So, I say "Hey, your not my friend"
So as I try and talk to my friend again, she comes in with "next time you see my boss you'll get talked to and if you don't leave I'll call the cops"

Now, this is why I think I look like a scarecrow.
Or my deep voice is all weird to smaller women..because I never did anything but make very mild jokes that she should be able to tolerate.
Barely said like any words.

Is it my sarcasm?

So the next time I come in.
The store manager shows me the write up.
All my words are transformed into: "Fuck this fucking shop and I hate everyone"
Now, What happened?
I think Game Stop hates me...
Off to best buy!!