Fighting Lions and Hawaiian Bullshit

okay so the title is talking about two seperate things that happened to me today so they dont actually go together ... lol

Fighting Lions

okay so this is completely random but i had a really weird dream i was back in baltimore and my grandmothers house and i was on the third floor watching television. All of a sudden a my dog came running up the stairs like he was scare as hell so i look behind him and there is this big ass lion chasing him (okay i dont know how the lion got in the house but...). so i let my dog run in the room im in but the lion follows him before i can shut the door, so then i pick my dog up (he's only a little jack Russell) and throw him down the hall away from the lion and then it trys to bite me so i grab it by the paws and im literally fighting a lion so i push him into the bathroom and close the door and hold it so it cany get out. But he's trying to push the door open and im holding. Thats when m y mother comes up stairs and acts like the fact that im holding the bathroom doors closed so a lion cant get out is the most normal thing even ... and then i woke up!?!

ANYONE HAVE AN IDEA AS TO WHAT THAT MIGHT MEAN?

Hawaiian Bullshit

okay so today was the last day of orientation so we had a party like thing up at the windward campus and then we went to the beach. the day was really good i hung out with S again (and now i know how to say and pronounce her name ... lol). and she introduced me to some of the people she met;

GC: a student not sure how old but he's german

G: shes a student that comes from micronesia (she def. talks a lot)

and we all hit it off well there all cool people ...

but then i meet Kamu a 31 year old undergrad??????????

he is def the hawaiian bullshit!

okay at first he seemed like a real cool guy (and the others dont see what i see)

but im from bmore ive been around some of the best shit talkers that ever lived, walked, and talked shit.

so as he goes on about his experience in Hollywood and all these names he's dropping in my head im thinking well what the fuck are you doing first of all, hanging with a bunch of 18, 19, and 22 year old people? and second of all if your that far into hollywood and know all these famous people then why do you all of a sudden need a communications degree?

if you really know Jerry Bruckheimer and have worked under him then why cant you work with him again whats so different this time you know?

so he is def. the first person i met that my B.S. meter started going off

well that was my day (oh yeah my other roommate moved in yesterday but thats a story for another blog)

See you soon