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I woke up this morning and remembered having these dreams:
-I was attacked and nearly raped twice. Somehow I got away both times. (many more details than that)
-I was babysitting a newborn for this couple and the mother accused me of letting the baby sleep with a pacifier in his mouth, which i did and a good friend of mine who used to babysit for the baby told them that he had definitely told me not to do that. he had not. so the mother got really pissed at me and i threw a major fit and stormed out, then realizing that i left my shoes in the parents room so i snuck back in to get them and then everyone walked into the room and saw that i had snuck back in. then, i was embarrased and the dad walked me out. he wasn't mad at me like the mom. he didn't seem to know who i was.
-and then i was on this date with this guy i met recently and it was going really well and we had spaghetti.
you do the math.
kim and i usually go shopping the day after xmas to use gift cards and catch sales and stuff and i guess we've sort of made a tradition out of it but this year since my lovely car isn't working we couldn't go. that kind of sucked. in reality, i really don't need to go shopping. i got a bunch of presents yesterday. but i guess i kinda like getting out and spending some time with kim and whatnot.
it's wierd being around her, hearing about high school life and my old high school and teachers and stuff. and there's always an exciting boy involved and all that...right now it's this kid named david, whose name appears in nearly every sentence she says. i guess everyone does that. it's just funny because it's her.
she has a new cut starting like on her wrist and running up her arm a little ways. mom doesn't seem to have known about it but seeing where it is in the healing process, it must be relatively old. i wish we talked about things more. i don't know if i mean that. well i mean it...i don't know if i'd actually want to do it if it really happened. but i don't want her to keep doing this without anyone saying anything because we don't know how to handle it. help.
-I was attacked and nearly raped twice. Somehow I got away both times. (many more details than that)
-I was babysitting a newborn for this couple and the mother accused me of letting the baby sleep with a pacifier in his mouth, which i did and a good friend of mine who used to babysit for the baby told them that he had definitely told me not to do that. he had not. so the mother got really pissed at me and i threw a major fit and stormed out, then realizing that i left my shoes in the parents room so i snuck back in to get them and then everyone walked into the room and saw that i had snuck back in. then, i was embarrased and the dad walked me out. he wasn't mad at me like the mom. he didn't seem to know who i was.
-and then i was on this date with this guy i met recently and it was going really well and we had spaghetti.
you do the math.
kim and i usually go shopping the day after xmas to use gift cards and catch sales and stuff and i guess we've sort of made a tradition out of it but this year since my lovely car isn't working we couldn't go. that kind of sucked. in reality, i really don't need to go shopping. i got a bunch of presents yesterday. but i guess i kinda like getting out and spending some time with kim and whatnot.
it's wierd being around her, hearing about high school life and my old high school and teachers and stuff. and there's always an exciting boy involved and all that...right now it's this kid named david, whose name appears in nearly every sentence she says. i guess everyone does that. it's just funny because it's her.
she has a new cut starting like on her wrist and running up her arm a little ways. mom doesn't seem to have known about it but seeing where it is in the healing process, it must be relatively old. i wish we talked about things more. i don't know if i mean that. well i mean it...i don't know if i'd actually want to do it if it really happened. but i don't want her to keep doing this without anyone saying anything because we don't know how to handle it. help.