So here I am floating in dream space when I get zapped into a world where I am a flapper in the modern day world. I was talking on the internet with my friend Ali who is in a smashing suit. As I was video chatting with him, Ali (the same guy i'm talking to) walks in to the room (while i'm talking to him online) and tells me that I need to say bye to whoever i'm talking to because I'm late for the ball (he was to escort me). So in total, there were two Alis who were the same person. Instead of taking me to the ball, he took me to this place where a show was to take place. The director of the show had never seen me before and when he saw me he said that he would love for me to be a part of the show, but first i must practice. So the whole game was to see if i could eat a banana whole in less than 40 seconds. i believe sometime while i was practicing someone tried to shove a banana in my ear? but i'm not sure. Anyways so i was playing against paris hilton and she lost. she ran to the dressing room and i followed her and she was crying her eyes out. the more she was crying the older she got. her hair slowly turning grey, wrinkles slowly appearing. so i told her that i would fix her hair and her make up. she insisted that she wanted to put on her own lipstick. so i let her. then, she kept trying to put on her lipstick but she kept messing it up. in my mind i was getting annoyed but i remained quiet. she kept putting more and more on but it looked like she wasn't putting on anything. well that's how it ended. with paris hilton trying to fix herself. ah, how my subconscious mind likes to play tricks with me sometimes.
love,
Chrysanthemum >'-'< meow!
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