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This one is quite strange, but not as strange as they come...

Well, to start off, I was at my cousin's house all the way down in Palmdale. It's actually an hour long drive, but I like to make it sound longer out, and I don't know why. Anyway, my mom, my brother, and I were just saying our good byes. I had come with a seperate car, my car--or my car in my dream. After my parents left, I climbed into my car... Usually I don't need to climb into my car, because I have a 92 Lexus LS 400, not one of those vans from the 80's where people woule put beds in and such. So, moving on... Apparently my mind didn't have the patients for driving on the normal streets, so I appeared on the freeway. So far, quite normal... But as I dream, I realize that I'm not on the freeway I remember my dad taking back home, I was on the freeway coming back from Newport beach!

So, I enter the freeway... I hate the freeway. Well, I don't hate the freeway, I just hate getting on the freeway. But the thing is, for does of you who have gone to Newport, there is no freeway entrence, it just becomes the freeway. Anyway, there I am trying to get on the free. Luckly, not many cars. So, I look at my bling spot, then my mirror, and then I look ahead of me. My bangs cover my eyes as a switch lanes. For those of you that has seen me or a picture of me, I have long hair and my bangs are... pretty long. So, I get this feeling of uneasilyness as I switch lane, because I can't see well with my bangs in the way. So, I move them away and change lanes again. I did the same exact thing and then my bangs fell in front of my eyes again. So, I press the pause button. Everything stops, except for me... Yes, just like in a video game. So, I move my bangs out of the way, and press start again. Once again, I change lanes. Samething happens.

Eventually I get to the carpool lane (even though I don't have two or more people in my car) and I push pause again. This time, I search my glove box for one of those hair things, like a crown or something and you put them on your hair, push it back, and the hair moves out of the way. Yeah, I use to use those while I drive so I could have the window open without my hair blowing into my face. Anyway, I could find it, but I had a hair band, or something. So, I tied my hair back. I usually hate tieing my hair back, because I look strange... and bald... But for some reason, I looked decent. So, I push start again and continue on my way home.

Finally, it seemed like I wont face another problem again until I get home, but I was wrong. A cop comes up behind me and pulls me over IN the carpool lane (you have to move to the right side of the freeway when you get pulled over). So, the p***k opens the back doors of my van, walks over all my crap, and starts to talk to me. He then pulls out his ticket book and writes me up, give me my ticket, and says, "Nice hair..." I thank him and then I push pause. Right after that, I woke up because I had to pee... Damn pee...