uh im dying. i feel cloudy. i dont feel like im awake. its like a clamp is holding my hand up and now when i try to do anything im just like whoa. it feels like its not me doing anything. like im in a dream. i guess the sitting made me- im hungry- lock down. i feel like i shut down. what else. i also shifted weight alot my butt hurts. there was this old lady that walked by and i didnt want her to come over because i thought she was asking for money but idk what she wanted. there were these two people on a bench in front of me and she waddled over to- my stomach just made a noise i keep farting. she waddled over to this couple sitting on the bench and oh from behind she looked like one of those boys in the fashion dept you know i guess it just looked like this kid in my class she had a big head thing on and it was like six so there wasnt too many people around except for those comletely noired old women with chanel sun glasses that go in packs. now no one knows what i mean but they're always around there. and there were these southerners who i gave a look to.