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This whole thing that's going on is so very strange. I've never seen people swap bodies, but we do have this potion in my dreams, Polyjuice Potion, that allows you to basically morph into someone for a limited amount of time. It's really disgusting, but I don't think that's what's going on right now. I'm so very glad I'm not dealing with any of this. Finals are more than enough for me.

I did not expect vampires to explode when you stake them.

Disgusting.

I do have to say that it's interesting how the vampire world basically runs things their own way. The penalty for killing a "higher life form" is death or you can end up like fucking Bill Compton and have to make new progeny. This is going to be fucking hilarious.

So the foster home for crazy kids could be a lot worse. There's 7 of us in total although one boy is getting out soon. We all have our weird diagnosis labels and apparently mine is schizophrenia. I mean, makes sense since I claim to hear voices and see people, but seriously - you can't fix this with a handy dandy medical label band-aid.

We take care of the places, go to classes, get a little time out side, there's locks everywhere - it's a lot of fun. Except for the rude girl that told everyone I see ghosts, thanks. But this place is haunted too because I'm hearing voices in the basement laundry room and my roommate claims she has a poltergeist following her and eventually goes a bit crazy and gets taken out of the house by paramedics.

I woke up after taking a sleeping pill after the incident and saw her sitting back on her bed. Fine and dandy until I move my hand it passes through her. Are they killing us now if we toe out of line?!

I also decided it would be a good idea to search for the custodian that creeped me out - check, he's dead - and then Derek (one of the guys there) told me to look up necromancer. Just what my teenager self needed to do. I guess I can't keep sticking my head in the sand on this one.

I am trying to prepare my lesson plans for May but find my thoughts drifting back to the dreams. Now that I know things do not end as I thought, I'm desperately curious as to how things end up as they do. Both the patchwork planet where, of all people, Doom is a god, and then afterwards.

These dreams are starting to make life as a teacher seem so dull in comparison...