Apr 11, 2003 14:09
Instead of the Marching Band dream it was another one. A much more horrible one. I woke up from it but when I went back to sleep it continued, now how come that never happens when I'm dreaming something nice? Oh, I don't know a dream where I don't almost die? I skipped today, after that night mare I couldn't think straight. It's just a dream though, everything will be fine. Well, until everything isn't but I guess we'll see, it kind of makes me want to train harder.
Swing Choir's last meeting until next year is Monday, we're going to discuss the plays we want to improve and add on to. Just one more year after this and I graduate, it's kind of weird, life goes by so fast. I know I'm young but one minute I'm this normal freak, yes that makes sense, and then I'm this potential who's sole purpose is to fight the good fight. I know I'm typing this with about fifteen other girls around with the same purpose but we all get that one chance, right? I wonder what mine will be like, I don't want to worry myself with negative thoughts, they're there of course but look at Buffy, she died TWICE and she's here. And Faith, these are real life heroes and I might be one of them some day.