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Okay, last night I hd this like superweird dream. I was in this silver car in the Schaghticoke parking lot and when I looked in the mirror thingy on the side I looked older, like 13 or 14, and I had blue hair. The guy driving was a little older, like maybe 15, and I couldn't see his face but his hair looked pretty familiar. I don't remember the car dissapearing or us getting out, but the next thing I knew, we were walking around. I asked him, "What's your name?" cause I had absolutely no idea. He looked at me with this wierd expressionless expression, and when I saw his face, I had a small, feminine heart attack. "Jarrod." he said, and he ran off. And as he was running, he sort of faded. and then I dreamt that I woke up, and then I dreamt that I was crying my eyes out, and then I actually woke up. I think that dream was basically my brain's way of telling me, " Okay, he liked you, he left you, GET OVER IT HE WAS A JERK."