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okay, last night i had two VERY strange dreams. and i will bore you with the details because it*s highly doubtful that anyone reads this anyway and i need to write (or in this case type) it out, or i very well may go insane.
Dream #1:
It was the last day of school (again) and we were still freshman. We were sitting in english class doing nothing, when i remebered i had forgotten something. so i asked Mr. Upton if i could go find it, and he said yes. now this 'something' just happened to be on the top floor of out school (which was now like 72 floors high) so i walked all the way up, and there were two things sitting on this table in the room. The first one was a bunch of papers, and the other was a baby. just a baby sitting in his carrier. so i grabbed the papers and walked all the way back downstaires, when i remembered: it wasen*t the papers i had forgotten, but the baby. the baby was mine. so i walked all the way back up again, and brought my baby back down. he was only a few days old (i had named him mason) and he was sleeping. i walked back into class and i remember seeing Nick Fiste first, then Brittany, and then the rest of my class. the weird part was, no one acted like it was strange i had a child. everyone just said 'Hey.' and went back to talking. the only person who even said anything about it was Mr. Upton. he came over as i picked Mason up, and just looked at me and shook his head. and i remember that in my dream, i was hurt that he wasen*t happy for me.
okay that was weird, and i woke up and thought 'wtf? i don*t want to have a baby.' but then i was thinking about it, and maybe it just means new things to come. ya know?
Dream #2:
Okay it was monday again, and amanda was leaving for her vacation. monday night i called her cell to just say hey and her mom answered. she was crying and when i asked what was wrong she said that there had been an accident on the way to Maine. amanda was thrown from the car, and she was in intensive care at Mass-General hospital. i broke down and couldn*t stop crying. i made my parents take me to the hospital to see her, but before we left, i went online and told angelo, and only angelo what had happened. i don*t remember what he said, but by the time i had gotten to the hospital, it was too late. amanda was dead. i cried for like 4 hours straight and then her mom asked me to do the Eulogy at the funeral. i agreed, but once i got there (the funeral) i got to 'amanda was a great friend, daugh-' before i broke down. and then 'someone' (i know who the someone is but i don*t want to say it, because i don*t know what it means that it was this particular person who came to my rescue.) well this 'someone' came up to the podium and helped me down the stairs, and then just held me while i cried.
first and foremost i find it very morbid that amanda died in my dream and i don*t like it. i don*t know what it means, but it just worries me becuase i haven*t heard from her all week. but idk, maybe it*s just that worry playing into my subconcious, who knows?
well that*s all for now kiddo*s.
hope you enjoyed my twisted world.
lol well i*ll write soon x's and o's.
Dream #1:
It was the last day of school (again) and we were still freshman. We were sitting in english class doing nothing, when i remebered i had forgotten something. so i asked Mr. Upton if i could go find it, and he said yes. now this 'something' just happened to be on the top floor of out school (which was now like 72 floors high) so i walked all the way up, and there were two things sitting on this table in the room. The first one was a bunch of papers, and the other was a baby. just a baby sitting in his carrier. so i grabbed the papers and walked all the way back downstaires, when i remembered: it wasen*t the papers i had forgotten, but the baby. the baby was mine. so i walked all the way back up again, and brought my baby back down. he was only a few days old (i had named him mason) and he was sleeping. i walked back into class and i remember seeing Nick Fiste first, then Brittany, and then the rest of my class. the weird part was, no one acted like it was strange i had a child. everyone just said 'Hey.' and went back to talking. the only person who even said anything about it was Mr. Upton. he came over as i picked Mason up, and just looked at me and shook his head. and i remember that in my dream, i was hurt that he wasen*t happy for me.
okay that was weird, and i woke up and thought 'wtf? i don*t want to have a baby.' but then i was thinking about it, and maybe it just means new things to come. ya know?
Dream #2:
Okay it was monday again, and amanda was leaving for her vacation. monday night i called her cell to just say hey and her mom answered. she was crying and when i asked what was wrong she said that there had been an accident on the way to Maine. amanda was thrown from the car, and she was in intensive care at Mass-General hospital. i broke down and couldn*t stop crying. i made my parents take me to the hospital to see her, but before we left, i went online and told angelo, and only angelo what had happened. i don*t remember what he said, but by the time i had gotten to the hospital, it was too late. amanda was dead. i cried for like 4 hours straight and then her mom asked me to do the Eulogy at the funeral. i agreed, but once i got there (the funeral) i got to 'amanda was a great friend, daugh-' before i broke down. and then 'someone' (i know who the someone is but i don*t want to say it, because i don*t know what it means that it was this particular person who came to my rescue.) well this 'someone' came up to the podium and helped me down the stairs, and then just held me while i cried.
first and foremost i find it very morbid that amanda died in my dream and i don*t like it. i don*t know what it means, but it just worries me becuase i haven*t heard from her all week. but idk, maybe it*s just that worry playing into my subconcious, who knows?
well that*s all for now kiddo*s.
hope you enjoyed my twisted world.
lol well i*ll write soon x's and o's.