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This morning I had a horrible nightmare about the boy drowning himself in this lake. It was so real that in my dream i started crying, imagining that he was really gone and I'd never see him or touch him or hear his voice. It was the most heartbreaking thing I've ever felt while being asleep, and had I been awake probably the most heartbreaking thing I could experience awake. I woke up to the phone ringing, thank god it was him !! Eerie, but what a relief! Must be psychic connection that he called.
That sad, scary dream set the tone for the rest of my day. I slept in but my dreams were still spooky. Weirdly enough, my roomie had nightmares too.

Here is a cheerful picture to counteract my scary dreams:


To make myself feel better, I've been editing photos and eating Pocky. Yum. Did you know they make Pocky 'for men' ? that's what I'm reating right now. Haha. How manly.

Am I the only person who thinks butterflies are neat? I got far too many butterfly hatin' comments in my last entry. I bet you all hate like, kittens and flowers too. Punk Rawk.