Apr 30, 2006 14:36
Trauma:
I had a dream last night that Ali and I went on vacation together, and we got put on two seperate planes. Before we boarded our own planes, I yelled at her for something. Then I got on my plane, and half way through it got highjacked by some terrorists. I woke up crying even though I didn't think it was real. I called Ali and told her about it and told her I was sorry. She kind of laughed.
Then I was sitting in church today, and there was this old man sitting right behind me. He had a stroke in the middle of the service and had to be rushed out of the sanctuary and went to the ER. For some reason, this upset me a LOT, and I couldn't stop crying. I was so worried he was going to die. Watching him suffer was one of the scariest things I've ever seen. I don't even know him but it REALLY upset me.
Am I getting my period or something?
No, no I'm not.
Well then I went out to lunch with my mom and bought my dad a birthday gift. He's turning 57! AH!!
Yet again, I'm bored with this entry.
TheEnd.