Millie(let)

had a dream where i was back in high school, and one of the teachers was trying to teach us how to fucking bhop through a hl2 map like a tryhard. it was one of those big room small player maps but you had to get across the table as fast as possible and fly off the ramp at the end.

and that crossfaded into the same teacher giving me an assignment to learn how to draw krusty the clown??? so i was drawing krusty over and over again on a huge sheet of paper with a sharpie that barely worked.

and then i got dragged out of the classroom outside to the main entrance where they set up a fucking EATING CONTEST? each one of the homerooms had their own line of tables. and i guess the goal was either whichever homeroom teacher ate the most or whichever homeroom as a team ate the most????

and for some reason i went back inside to keep drawing krusty and try to fix some bed????? even though i was looking outside wishing that was me out there?????????

i domt know what was scarier in the dream. the fact that im now drawing in my dreams, that i was drawing krusty, that i cant escape dried out sharpies in my dreams, or the fact that i could have gotten STUFFED beyond any capacity i thought would be possible but NO i just HAD TO DRAW KRUSTY INSTEAD.