Can I just say thank you to whoever started up men's synchronized diving? Thats the most olympics I've ever watched, btw greece won the gold after the usa twins fumbled the stance. I shouldn't know that much lol. greek, german, cuban, australian, they're all good to me lol.
I had a scary dream and I posted it for my own remembrance.
So my dream begins as I'm getting ready to go outside and meet some people. I’m dressed up just like avril lavigne and i don't know why. So I get my bike, put air in the tires, put on some chapstick and then I begin to ride out. It is a big city, like New York, with a lot of streets and intersections and also many many high rise buildings. There is no grass anywhere. I’m looking for these people I’m supposed to meet, but I can never find them so I go back home. My mom is waiting at home in our apartment which is on one of the top levels of a huge sky rise building. There are floor length windows along one whole wall that you can see out of. The sky suddenly turns dark and an announcement is on the TV that a tornado is coming and that the whole city should evacuate. So I say “shouldn’t we go?” and my mom says yes, but she needs to pack. Outside I can see the tornado coming by our window. It is huge and I get really scared. Then my mom says we can’t evacuate cause we waited too long and now we just have to stay in the apartment. So we go out of our apartment and into the lobby on the same floor where other people are standing. My mom is ahead of me walking out the door, and as soon as she opens it the windows shatter and debri is swirling all around. My mom runs out into the lobby where the tornado cant get, but its starting to suck me back towards it. I’m trying frantically to get to the lobby and I’m crying hysterically and yelling for help. I look back at the tornado and I think I’m going to die. The people in the lobby are very non chalant chatting amongst themselves asking if they think I’ll make it meanwhile I’m struggling for my life. No one tries to help me, not even my own mother. Finally I make it by holding on to the door hinge. There is a bed in the lobby and I run to it and hide under the covers. I’m shaking beyond consolation. I listen as the tornado rips apart the other apartments and I can see it only a few feet away the wind swirling black things all over. Finally, the tornado stops and we think its over. So I uncover my head and look, and I’m finally relieved.. But then the noise of the tornado returns and it’s coming from all four sides and we know we’re all gonna die, there’s no way around this one and there’s nowhere to go. And my dream ends as the tornado engulfs what’s left of the torn up apartment high rise.
yes i love ashlee simpson, but not that much lol: