Zombie Dream Chapter 7

I wake up and my neck hurts because my pillow ran away from me in the middle of the night. My alarm keeps going off and I let it ring to make sure everyone wakes up. Mitch yells, "turn that shit off!" and stuffs his head under his covers. I click it off and stretch out my neck trying to relieve to pain. I see Dawson pop up cocooned in his sleeping bag and I say Dean and Jon's name to see if they're awake. They don't say anything but pretend to spoon. I step out of my sleeping and yell out get up everyone then I kick my pillow that betrayed me in the middle of the night and now is a couple of feet away from my sleeping bag. How it got that far away while I was sleeping I do not know. Jon and Dean now both get up at the same time and sit in the same position. I guess thats what all that spooning does to a couple. Mitch rolls off the bed mumbling and takes the covers with him and uncovers Amanda. She rolls up into a ball to try and keep warm and has an irritated look on her sleeping face. I walk over and I set my sleeping bag over her and she opens her eyes. I smile and tell her that we should all get ready to leave. She nods. I tell her that she has some awesome morning hair too then she ducks into the sleeping bag. I look over at Mitch and he is all rolled up in the covers in the floor and I kick him gently and I say, "get your lazy ass up fag." We meet up with all the adults who are also getting ready to leave. They tell us what they are thinking and then we go back to our rooms to pack the rest of our stuff. After everyone finishes we meet out in front of our cars and make sure everyone understands what is going to happen. After we get the plan drilled into everyones head Connie says that we should go wake up the new people that came last night and tell them its time to leave. As she begins to walk toward the rooms I tell her that they aren't part of the plan. She looks back kind of confused and I tell that we can't just bring all these random people along that we don't know. She makes the argument that our group has a good plan and that we should bring everyone along that we meet. I tell her that its not a good idea and that we should bring some people along, but not everyone. I look back at the rest of the group and new Jim seems to agree. Connie walks back and joins the group and we all wish each other luck and hop in our cars. Mitch decides to ride with Me and Dawson and hops into the back of Dawson's Impala. Dawson turns the music up and I sit back and relax. We follow Jon's Tahoe and Jon and Katie look back and wave at us. A couple of hours into the ride we turn the music down and we just chat. Dawson lets me know that we might need to get some food soon and I agree. Mitch asks me why we left those new people back at the motel behind and I tell him I don't think its a good idea to just bring any one along and that I only want smart and good people in our group that don't ruin our chemistry. I ask him did he talk to any of them and he says he talked to some of them and that they seemed like good people. I just say oh well and that we probably will meet new people soon. Mitch says, "Ya, but there was this really hot chick!" I ask him, "for real?" only semi-interested and he says yes and begins to describe her to us. Then he stops and says, "do you know who else is kind of hot? Amanda." Dawson jumps in and agrees with Mitch and I think about it and tell them I never really looked at her like that but that she is really nice and pretty. After our conversation dies off we enjoy the emptiness of the road and continue our drive. Mitch's comment sticks with me and the more I think about it the more I think how special Amanda really is. We drive for a little more and the lead car exits and everyone follows. We get out in the parking lot of a pretty big gas station and huddle to talk things over. Dawson brings up to the group that we might need to get some more food soon and everyone agrees. Everyone grabs a gun and I tell them that we need to secure the area before we all go in and grab goods and refresh. I select a group to go in and secure the inside and I select some people to stay back and stand guard. I explain to the entry group how I want this to work out and we all run up to the door. The lights are off inside and the store looks messy. I ask everyone if their ready before I open the doors and everyone nods their head. I push the door open and a huge wave of humid and rancid air hits us. A couple of us cover our mouths as we cough and it sounds like some of us choke back puke. After we recover a couple of our guys criss cross in and secure the sides of the room then the rest of our team storms in. The store is super messy and I get a really bad feeling in the pit of my belly. We maneuver through a couple of aisles and reach the cash register. I look over and I find a pool of dried blood and the sight increases my heart rate. We sneak and check the rest of the building and we reach one last room. The employees only room. I can hear a buzzing that sounds like machines from the other side of the room. I get down on one knee and put my hand on the handle and I look back to see if everyone is focused before I open the door. I take a deep breath and it feels like everyone follows and it makes me feel like we are all on the same page. I fling the door open and there is a loud crash. A bunch of things fall off and creates a lot of noise and then I see a body flip over and jump to its feet. Its neck turns way to fast and its red eyes lock onto our group and it begins to charge with rapid speed. All of a sudden the creature gets hit and blood flies from its head and chest sprays all over the wall. The creature gets launched back, hits the floor and doesn't move. I'm in shock and I don't even remember hearing any shots. Then there is a loud bang to my left and it makes me jump quickly to my right and I look up and I see that Jim Franklin has shot one more shot off the make sure that the monster is dead. I gather myself and I look over at the rest of the group and I'm greeted with white faces and wide eyes. I look over to new Jim and I see that he is very calm and that his pistol is smoking. I am the first to speak and I ask if everyone is okay and I get no response from anyone. I ask if there are anymore in here and new Jim says, "probably not but be careful." I look up at Jim and I ask him if he was the one that shot the monster and he nods his head silently. I slowly close the door shut and I whisper a "holy shit." We carefully walk out to tell the rest of our group that the gas station is secure and that we should go grab some things quickly. My Mom grabs me and asks me if I'm alright in a loud and panicky voice and I say yes confused. I ask her whats wrong and she asks me why there is all this blood on me. I wipe my forehead with my hand and I look down at my palm and I see that it is indeed smeared with blood. I see everyone is staring at me silently worried and I kind of snap out of my shocked state and I yell, "ah fuck, thats gross!" This relieves the tension and I see everyone kind of relax. Jim Franklin looks over to new Jim and says, "us Jim's need to stick together more," and they get a good chuckle out of it. The people that were waiting outside all run over to the nearest person that was involved in the entry and begin to shoot out questions. My Mom and Dad help me wipe the blood off of my face and we have a family hug. I joke around and express how pissed I am that a good shirt is all messed up. Everyone walks into the gas station and I see new Jim stationed by the employees only corner sealing it off so no one walks by that area. I walk over to him and help him. We stand there for a little while and don't say anything but then I tell him thank you. He asks, "for what?" and I tell him, "for saving my life, duhh!" He laughs and says, "hey, I was saving my life too." Everyone makes the process quick and we all walk out together to jump back into our cars. Jim and I walk back next to each other and Amanda jumps in between us and playfully throws her arms around the both of us. She asks us if we are okay and Jim says, "yes we are sweetie," and kisses her gently on the forehead. She looks over at me and I smile and tell her yes. I run over to Dawson's Impala and I hop in.

James McFarland

If anyone is thinking about buying a computer soon, I warn you now, DO NOT buy a Toshiba machine and do not buy it from CompUSA. They both suck. I bought a Toshiba laptop from CompUSA and since the day I bought I've had troubles with it.

Yesterday I got something in the mail asking me to donate money to some Alzheimer's foundation. They sent the message to a MRS. Min Lee at Vinewood LN. The address is right but there isn't a Mrs. Min Lee. Idiots.

On Sunday the MLB had Jackie Robinson day and it was all over ESPN. Basically it was the only thing they talked about. Yes Jackie Robinson should be honored but god damn! That night I had a dream where everyone was against me. Everyone would make fun of my ideas and they would bash anything that came out of my mouth. Well one day I snapped and I started beating the shit out of everyone. I think the dream was related to all the Jackie Robinson stuff because they talked about how Robinson was rejected by everyone but had enough strength to fight for what he thought was right. I think I learned that if I was in Robinson's shoes, I would have never made it.

I am getting more and more excited for this years Warped Tour. I have no idea why I am so excited so early but I am. Maybe my love for music keeps growing and growing and now I just can't get enough. I plan on buying my ticket soon so I can get the special pre-sale discount. $30 for all those bands!? STEAL! My TBS, OU, AFS tickets cost more. I don't think the list is final yet because I saw some bands being added still, but here is who I am looking forward to seeing.
For Sure Seeing:
Amber Pacific
Chiodos
Escape the Fate
Meg and Dia
Underoath

Want to see but depends in the timing and lineup:
A Static Lullaby
The Almost
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Bayside
Bleed The Dream
Cinematic Sunrise
Circa Survive
Funeral For A Friend
Poison The Well
The Starting Line

Might see because I might never get another chance:
Coheed and Cambria
New Found Glory

Won't be seeing:
Cute is What We Aim For
Rocket Summer
My American Heart

Won't be seeing because they aren't coming:
Anberlin (Two days After the stop)
As I Lay Dying (3 Days before they join)
Sum 41
The Used (Their new song is sweet!)
Yellowcard

I watched Bowling for Columbine last week and now Michael Moore is my hero. I can agree with so many things in the film. I think it is very brave of Moore to fight for what he believes in the mainstream even if it means that a lot of people hate him for it. He uses art to communicate many of our problems and actually does something to try and fix those problems. I hope someday I can use art as a medium to help people feel and see things. I wish I would have taken notes while I was watching the movie so I could talk about each topic but I didn't so I guess I just won't be talking about them. I will mention how brilliant the Marilyn Manson interview was. I tell myself that the interview has to be edited and that they actually practiced and recorded the thing many times because the interview is perfect. Everything Manson says is just strait up right and it amazes me that he could say such brilliant words just off the top of his head. I don't care of you're liberal or conservative, everyone should watch the movie and if don't agree with something in the movie, well you should die (I keep wanting to make inappropriate Virginia Tech jokes but I will refrain). I got Fahrenheit 9/11 coming to me soon and I am pumped to watch it.

There is this kid named Will in my Rock and History class and he is unique person. His opinions on things have no middle ground, he either really likes it, or hates it. He is this really big really built guy and he presents this brute, red neck vibe. In Rock History when we learned about women in rock he comes up to me and tells me that women suck at music and should stick to house work. When we learned about gay people in U.S History he told me he wanted to leave because he was disgusted. When we learned about Iron Maiden in rock class, he loved it. Are you kind of sensing what this guy is like? I wish people could be more multicultural and accept things more.
There was a part in Bowling for Columbine that talked about how people are more likely to get attacked by a white person in some part in California rather then a black person. And I believe it. We all just think that it is more likely we get attacked by a black person. I thought about it and I have really changed when it comes to this issue. When I lived in Minneapolis I wasn't scared of black people, most of my friends were actually black. After a few years in Plymouth, I became afraid of black people. Being around all these white people who live afraid of black people rubbed off on me. So I told myself, you will flush all fears of black people out and you will respect them as individuals. I can't change completely over night, but I managed to eliminate most of my fears. Its crazy how you can just force yourself not to be afraid, it really works. I was actually tested the other day. I was sleeping in the car and my Dad left the car windows open since the sun was out and the weather is getting really hot. I woke up to the sound of DMX and I looked out the window. Outside was this huge black dude. I would assume a normal white suburban person would roll up the windows and lock the doors. I think normally I would be a little scared but at that moment I wasn't. He looked into the car and saw me laying there but by this time I had opened my eyes. He goes, "Oh snaps, what up kid?" and I just replied with a "what up?" myself. He laughed and said, "damn, he tired as a 'mua fucka.'" I think a normal suburban person would be scared by the cussing, but lucky for me, I knew he wasn't actually calling me a mother fucker. Then I thought would someone who isn't multicultural or in this case hip-hop cultured be offended by him calling someone a "mua fucka?" I think everyone should make an effort to learn more about other cultures so there isn't this confusion and this fear between groups. I think I am lucky to be semi-diverse but I want to learn more and more.
There is more I wanted to talk about on this topic but my wrists kind of hurt from typing so much so I am going to quit. I need to write a paper tonight too. Tee hee!

DeAndre Thomas

This morning I woke up and I had no idea what was going on. I had no idea where I was and what I was doing. I couldn't even find my alarm even though it was going off. I woke up looking up at the ceiling and that rarely happens. It was weirdie.

Last night while I was writing out the beginning of my history paper I listened to the Donnie Darko soundtrack because I didn't want to listen overly intense music. The Donnie Darko OST is probably the scariest CD ever. I had to take my headphones off
just because I was getting to scared. It was weirdie.

So everyone probably knows about the Virgina Tech shooting that went down yesterday. It is really crazy stuff and even more weird for me because I just watched Bowling for Columbine. My heart goes out to all the families involved because I can't even imagine losing a loved one so abruptly. At the same time, I have this sucks for you guys feeling deep down inside. I know that is like the worst thing I could say at a time like this and I hope I don't get blacklisted by Google or the government but sometimes we all deserve something like this. We, everyone, are not good people and it feels refreshing to be slapped in the face once in a while. Hopefully something like this brings people together and makes us better people. I kind of feel like we deserve it.
I just got done reading an article on Yahoo about the shooter. After I read the shooter was from South Korea I just thought, "Ahh fuck." Because now I will have to go through what the Japanese went through during the second world war and what Middle Eastern people are going through now. I am going to be on the receiving end American prejudice. I am taking an American History course this semester and I've read many stories about what happened to the blacks, the Jews, and the Japanese and every time I read those stories my blood would boil because the treatment they received was totally unfair. Well now I need to be ready to be treated like that and it is scary. I feel like I've lived a decent life so far, I haven't done anything so bad that someone could consider me immoral immediately. Now what if I am sent off to concentration camps? I did nothing wrong. It is scary to think that something that scary is so close to me right now. Would anyone on the outside stand up for me? Probably not because my family would be in the same position as I am and those are the only people who would fight for me. After the main article on Yahoo, there is an article out of Korea asking people in the U.S not to blame all South Koreans for the incident. I hope people take that message to heart.
I read the main article about the shooter and it just pissed me the fuck off. I will copy and paste it on here but I'll give a quick overview of what I read. The headline to the link is "He was a loner" and the article continues about how it is hard to dig up information about him because no one really knew him. Then the article goes on to talk about how police currently has no idea and are confused about what his motive was. Are you fucking dumb? How can the media and America but that fucking stupid? Just from reading that one article, I can think of a big reason why he did it.

"BLACKSBURG, Va. - The gunman suspected of carrying out the Virginia Tech massacre that left 33 people dead was identified Tuesday as a senior English major from
South Korea. But police and university officials offered no clue to his motive.

"He was a loner, and we're having difficulty finding information about him," school spokesman Larry Hincker said, a day after the deadliest shooting rampage in modern U.S. history.

The rampage consisted of two attacks, more than two hours apart — first at a dormitory, where two people were killed, then inside a classroom building, where 31 people, including the gunman, died after being locked inside, Virginia State Police said. The gunman committed suicide."

The human soul is a fragile thing. It needs to be loved. Yes the gunner made a decision and he carried the acts of violence, but a part of me doesn't blame him. I blame us and I blame me. Ya sure there is probably no way I could have talked to him since I am in Minnesota and he is Virgina, but still. What if I would have friended more randoms on Myspace and talked to them and given them someone to talk to? What if one of those randoms were him? Some people would argue, "You only say all this because you're Korean." I say to those people blow my right nut then my left. One of the first details the article gives is that he is from South Korea. Is that such a big deal? Even when a black person does something to get on the news they always say, "30 year old black man killed 5 people. The black man lived in Compton. He was the father of 3 black children. He was black." You never hear, "White man kills 3 students." I don't mean to sound racist, and I know this is how our society is set up, but does it seem unfair to other people too?
Enough about that, I don't want to get into to much trouble. Tee hee!

This past weekend I probably took like 10 showers in like 3 days. To much. I am kind of ashamed.

I'll go over my weekend quick.
On Friday I went out and ate with my Mom then she dropped me off at school. After class Peter picked me up and then went to work since he was called in. After we dropped our stuff off we went to the park to play some basketball. Joe met up with us and we started out with some 21. There was another group of guys there and they asked us if we wanted to play 4 on 4. They were a new group and Jon decided to label them the "Fegros." We played two games with the "fegros" and we won one and lost one. We should have been able to dominate both games easily but managed to lose one and play another close game. It is frustrating knowing that we underachieved. There are so many things I wish I would have done differently but thats how I feel after everything. I tend to put the weight of the team on shoulders but thats okay. After the game Joe told me that I dissect my game to much and he is right, but I think thats what makes me improve. After basketball we went out got some shopping done then went to Applebees.
On Saturday I got home from church early which was nice since we had a whole day planed out. Our plan was to go out and get some more shopping done, come home and play some basketball or football, then go over to my place and play on the karaoke machine, then to LAN gears of war, play some melee, then watch a movie. We failed. We started out by going to Best Buy and Music Go Round. I need to pick up some X-box gear and I am looking for a musical keyboard. After we got everyone and played some more basketball. Was a good old time and we ended up playing until about 9. After everyone was hungry we went to Applebees again. Applebees has lost much of its magic and I just don't get excited to go anymore, but Saturday night was like old times. The food was great and the conversation was one of the best we ever had. Everyone had input and for the most part when people talked it didn't hurt the conversation. We talked a lot about politics, society, human nature, and just more philosophical stuff. We went around the table and got where everyone stands politically and we all shared a bunch of good information. Lately I've been studying why our conversations haven't been so good and I've been studying the people. I think certain groups of people make for good conversations and certain people kill the chats. Red and Sat joined us on Saturday night and I think they had a lot of good things to say and really helped our chat. One thing I still dislike is how Mitch pulls me into personal conversations when there is a great group debate going on. I always tell him to share it with the table then he always refuses like he is embarrassed or something. I really wish he wouldn't pull me into those one on one conversations because I'm not mean enough deny him, but I really don't want to miss the big talk. One thing I noticed is if I don't start the snowball, no conversations form. Its up to me to bring up a topic. Then there are some people who help me add to the snowball and then I've noticed there are some people who stomp the snowball. I am pretty excited for our next applebees visit, but I just hope it works out and is as good as Saturdays trip.

Alright, this blog feels really long. The End.