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[aquafi]

Today was an interesting day. It started with a horrible nightmare where basically all of east Tennessee was wiped off the face of the Earth. After that, I went to Psychology class where I continued to be plagued by images of my dream. Luckily, the notes took up most of my attention. Later, I went to English class and heard motor noises and I swear they sounded like old planes. I could just see the bombs dropping in my mind, and the dream started plaguing me again. I don't know why it shook me so much; it's just that it was so real, and my dreams never seem real. I really thought I died. I thought the end was here and I didn't know if there was going to be nothing, or if I was going to heaven, or hell, or what. And all I saw was whiteness, and I couldn't move at all. I still existed, but nothing was happening, which only made it more suspenseful. Most people wake up after they die in a dream, and few people actually experience death in dreams. I just waited in the white nothingness. Praying I wasn't going to hell. After all, my faith is lacking considerably. It's not that I don't believe in heaven and hell, it's that I just don't know. Which is worse than not believeing in it at all because then you still have to worry about it. After a few minutes, I finally wake up.

Jen tried out for a talent show. She was awesome, by the way. She has a gift for performance, and nervousness seems to push her forward rather than hold her back. I could not have gone up there like she did and told jokes out of the blue. I certainly couldn't have mentioned to the audience that they were all "middle-aged ladies that I couldn't tell drunk stories to," lol.

Anyway, I have to go now, and go back to my dorm, so I'll update later. Bye.