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I had a dream yesterday, that was practically an episode of Doctor Who WITH ZOMBIES.

I mean. My head, wtf. Anyway it was cool! There was lots of running and biting and I was Rory for a bit and I got to stab zombies with a broken broomstick! While taking refuge in a tiny empty wooden room, at that. Amy was dead but not really? And then Eleven was in a bathtub and took off his breasts (??) but he was still PREGNANT (????) So I went 'AH, it's actually Amy!' but no, it was actually DONNA (looking hot, Donna, by the way) and for some reason she had FAKE EYES and was holding her (wooden) real ones in her hands as she explained very levelly to the zombies how she'd outsmarted them all, while standing next to a nightmare-dentist chair. The zombies had been sort of in a prison for a long time and we silly companions had released them somehow?

I've not a clue but it was cool. Everyone and their mothers scrolls through dream posts, but I want to leave it here for the record, lol.

OH, MAN, sunday was blog like it's the end of the world day, wasn't it? UGH. Two years now that I've missed it! ;____;

Okay, to make up for it: AND THEN ON SUNDAY I WAS TOTALLY EATEN BY ZOMBIES YOU GUYS. IT WAS REALLY BLOODY.

BRAINS BRAINS BRAINSSSSS.

Aw, I didn't get to write anything at all today. Just when I was getting back into the groove, too. Bah.

I did get a lot of homework done, though. AND I had my Scenic Make-up final exam, for which I DRESSED MY BROTHER AS A ZOMBIE. LOL. I did a latex prothesis in the shape of a jawbone, and that was mostly the thing that didn't turn out right. The rest, though, was bloody and green-ish and awesome and he nearly weeped when he had to take all that latex off him, haha. I'll post pictures as long as he gives me back the camera, hee. :D He kept the make-up on as we walked to the parking lot (some 5 crowded blocks away) and people stared, haha.

(It was long, though. It took about, um, almost 4 hours on my feet? And I would've stayed longer if it hadn't been because my blood pressure took a drop, and I needed some coke RIGHT AWAY and everyone in the arts school part of campus is so bloody naturalist that they only sell JUICE. I normally wouldn't mind, because I don't like sodas, but I felt crappy, sooo.)

( Doctor Who SPOILARZZZ )

Is this even a spoiler anymore? Because people have been talking about it outside cuts all day long, which sort of pissed me off for a while. Ah, well, it was bound to explode sooner or later, anyway.

In other, non-Who news: Apparently there'll be a zombie march on November 18 in here. ZOMBIE. MARCH. ALSJFLSDJFLSDJFLJ. I'M SO THERE, FOLKS. I've no idea WHY it's happening, but apparently you just have to show up dressed in rags or something and there'll be people putting make-up on. HELL YEAH ZOMBIES.

OH GOD THEY'RE HERE, THEY'RE HE--





BRAINS.

BRAINSSSSSSS.

They got in. We managed to escape, but just barely. Half of our group didn't make it - one of them got bitten and fell on me and drenched me in blood and then turned and almost bit me and shit, but I don't know how much I can take.

We ran through the city for a long time, just running running running from them and hiding and yet they seem to smell us, they never stop coming. I managed to hot-wire a car, and we're hiding in another deserted house right now. There was still a little sweetheart of a dog in here, wagging tail and everything. His owners seem to be what's left on the walls. Bloody decoration aside, the house is pretty fortificated and still has running water, so we're staying, at least for a while. The plan is to leave in the morning, if we leave to see it, for the countryside. Let's hope there's less dead things in there.

The radio is getting cut off station after station. One minute they're advising people to stay indoors and either decapitate or hit until you can see brain matter to stop the zombies, and then there's growling and screaming and static. And that's it.

I managed to call my mom an hour ago. She was also on the run, the zombies got into my grandma's house. The line cut off and I've been crying ever since. Nighttime is only two hours away. It hasn't stopped raining and I can hear them outside, growling, crawling at the walls.

I hope the barricades will hold.

OH SHIT, OH SHIT, THEY'RE INSIDE, THEY'RE FUCKING INSIDE, THEY---

I think - I think I'm safe, at least for now. I found an abandoned house to hide, and a group of people were already there, some of them armed. I don't know anyone, though, and I'm all alone, and it's cold and it's raining and there are dead people walking the streets. It's not all right.

The tv's down but the radio is working. Some stations are broadcasting the news, and, God, it's so terrifying, it's happening everywhere, and no one knows how it started. Most of the stations just end up flickering and then going into static, and that is even scarier.

We're all just sitting together in the empty living room, far closer than strangers would usually do, just worrying. Most of us haven't been able to contact our families. One of the guys here could, only to listen to his cousin get eaten. I just. This is horrible. We don't have food and we hardly have weapons and I don't know what we'll do.

We can hear them outisde the house, shuffling their feet and calling out but not saying anything and they've been hammering against the walls for an hour and the stench, oh God.

Oh God, oh God, oh God they're after me, I don't know what I'll do - fuck, oh fuck, I think one of them saw me I just-- I just want to get out of here and the streets are chaos there are bodies everywhere and they've been chasing me for blocks, I need somewhere to hide, I need. I need to find my family. Fuck, my dad is in Brazil, I don't even know if it's happening in there as well, and I've no idea where my brother is oh God.

They broke into the house early in the morning, I knew it was a bad idea to have that many windows, I had to jump from the second floor, and I'm limping but I have to keep running or they're gonna get me and oh, I had to hide beneath was what left of my neighbors and I'm so scared and covered in blood and I just want my mom and I don't know where she is and they're not going away, they're everywhere and crazy and one of them had his intestines dragging around his feet and what the fuck is going on?

Gotta run. Gotta run or they'll catch me.

I found a baby zombie rat in my closet today. It was all scared and hurt-y and I'm going to nurse it back to health and then keep it forever and ever as my pet zombie rat. And it'll ROCK. It's all cute and squishy and has bloody red eyes and tends to leave limbs behind and it's a bit on the green-ish side, but it is my baby zombie rat and I shall love it anyway.

I'll call it Bob. Or Rat. Can't decide yet. Or Captain Matey Argh Argh. It'll be a bitch to say outloud every time it start chewing on my toes but the lulz will be worth it. *pets baby zombie rat lovingly*

Also, Happy April's Fool day, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE AND FRED! Happy birthday Sakura and Wazanuki and apparently Every Single Anime Character Ever! Happy birthday to the people that ACTUALLY have birthdays today! And happy non-birthday to me, the girl that just can't think of a decent enough April Fool's joke!

1) Our April's Fool equivalent, the Day of the Holy Innocents, falls on December 28th, when all of the newspapers nation-wide have mock covers and it is le awesome. But outside of lj-land no one celebrates in here which is sad because the day is so much fun. ;___; Boo.

2) I should probably warn since now that I'm participating in the whole Blog Like It's The End of the World aka ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE DAY this year? Because I apparently scared some people shitless last year, lol. SO YES. EXPECT ZOMBIES. AND GORE.