at my school, at the end of the year the 8th grade takes a trip to the chesapeake bay. wooee. feel the excitement in the air. but anyway, it's for science, and so mr b has to come, dig? aiite. so i had a dream about it last nite. we were all in the trees, nowhere near the chesapeake bay from what i could tell, with a scary counselour rapist man. he kept coming on to me, but mr b would always be there right behind him to push him away, etc. the funny thing is was that
