it's a journal

hello

alright so this is just an introduction I guess, and I'm really only writing this for SORTA one person right now.. (if others read it I don't mind, it's nice to rant) but I'm going to use how I normally would speak to anybody on here unless I'm speaking directly about or to my king because I never want to treat him with disrespect.

Also I'm not actually fucking writing therefore please if it has grammar mistakes or run on sentences it's FINE. So please leave it be..

Anyhoo I just woke up and forgot to take my meds last night, I woke up at 3 am with my face on my laptop keyboard. I moved my laptop away and went back to bed.

The dream I had could be seen as a nightmare by most, to me it was another adventure of some sort. I was in my human geo ap classroom with a guy named zaim (he is my tutoring partner in my last period, hard to explain and doesn't matter rn), either way we had to walk to the back of the classroom. There were people in black gas masks outside our classroom. I however recognized those people as the people that looked like school shooters to me. I didn't know all of them though, but the few I had guessed right. The cops walked in through a secret door and the black masks (two of them were in our room) they were holding some gases in a tube that was labeled "mint chocolate". Immediately I knew that was poisoness gas that we should avoid, so the cops shot the gas mask people but somehow the gas still got out. I fucking just ran out and starting running down the hall, it was the wrong direction though because I was getting only deeper into the school. Then I walked to where an elevator was, and they were breaking the entrance to the door to it, I'm not sure why that was good news but it was ! However the gases were starting to feel up the room so everyone had to be quick. Eventually we got into the elevator and avoided the tunnels that led down. (That's unimportant), however I'm one to control my dreams, so I can wake up whenever.. I literally just kept telling myself this was all fake the whole time in the elevator.. then suddenly we're in some stupid cartoon animation of the lion king (I HATE THE LION KING). Then I decided to wake up because that was dumb.

Honestly the dream in itself was pointless, let me introduce myself more..

My name isn't paula it's Polly or fully it's Polina. It means little or some shit like that, pretty great considering I'm one tiny individual.

However I'm quite the cheerful person, I'm a huge online person too however. I have multiple online friends I will be talking about on here. I'm quite close with my own mother, and I love a show called survivor. I adore to read, and write ( I don't post any), plus I like to sing.

I don't sing in the shower, I dance.

good enough intro, I'm tired of writing nonsense, intros are so dull

bye