Before I forget...
I had the weirdest dream (again). It was kinda about my older sister. Or someone that was my older sister in this dream. She ran away, and I followed her. There was this guy that liked her, and so we were out. And we were drinking (it was this small 1 bdrm apt that we were at), and then she smoked something. As soon as she smoked it, she lay back and started to mutter something. Like.. she was scared. I was just drunk, but as soon as she took that puff, everything started to go in slo-mo for me and like, I was feeling nothing. There was no feeling at all. I couldn't feel the ground, I couldn't hear myself breathing, I couldn't feel myself breathing. It was as if all I had were eyes, and defective ones at that, cuz things were hazy but at the same time really sharp. But when she started to mutter, the trance was broken, and I was just drunk again. I was leaning against the guy that liked my sister. I knew that my sister needed this guy. I don't know if she liked him, but I knew that he was good for her. He saw her rolling on the ground and he was lookin at the pipe and debating whether or not he should puff too. I knew what he was thinkin and I was tellin him not to do it cuz my sister needed him and I was too drunk to take care of her. He kept thinkin about it, and finally he took it and puffed. I was like.. "typical.." But I still wanted this guy to want me. I donno if it was like me liking him, or me just needing to be liked. I was thinkin, "well, I'm drunk.. so it doesn't matter what I do" So I clung to him. For a while, he held me and shushed me and I felt very safe. Then all of a sudden he gently puts me down and he crawls next to my sister. (Who is still rocking on the floor muttering, almost crying) And he goes to be with her..exactly in that state. I started crying because I heard my sister and I was getting worried. (but then at the same time I was seeking to be comforted when my sister was the one who needed someone). I cried, "You're worrying me cuz it looks like you're havin a bad trip!" My sister (I think) looked up and said she was fine, then she went back to her muttering.. He, on the other hand, was just there. And for some reason, I knew that he puffed even though he didn't really want to. He puffed to be with her in that state together. He wanted to feel what she was feeling. So when he was with her, he didn't move or anything.. He just wanted to breathe with her and be one with her. I was so amazed at that and so I let them be. I knew how good he was for her.

In the meantime, there was this other guy.. he was a jerk though. And for some reason, there was this other girl (donno her.. but she was cool). And then he kept complainin about us being there (cuz we're not part of their crowd and we were only there cuz that guy liked my sister and she had run away). Anywho, he starts to get up and leave to go to the other side of the apt. The girl got suspicious and she checks up on him, and he's getting dressed. She starts yellin at him cuz she knows he's about to make his escape. Right then, my mom barges in. She looks a mess. (She's not my real mom, btw. Some person that's supposed to be my mom). She looks tired and worn out. Her hair is... i donno how to explain it. You know how when things blow up on tv and their hair gets all funky? yea, it was kinda like that. Anyway, she freaks out cuz there's all these blankets in one room and we were all in the room together. She tells me to leave (for some reason, I'm the baby of the family and she doesn't want me to be a part of this discussion) so I go into the living room and start beating up that other guy. And I tell my mom that he needs to be in that room too, so I dragged him over there to get in trouble. Big jerk...

I don't know how it ends. This is how much of it I remember....