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la_belle_laideThis morning I was having one of the worst nightmares ever, about my Dad. We were in Disneyworld and it was our last day, and he got really sick (although he wouldn't admit it,) and this made my Mom freak out, and she started a fight with Betsy over bubble gum, which upset Spencer so much that he started acting like a Bad Teen, dropping the eff-bomb and then pushign me away whenever I tried to talk to him about what was going on. Meghan somehow got left alone, no one could find my uncle, and my Gran completely forgot everything.
It was awful and I woke up telling myself, "it's just a stupid dream, because you've got things on your mind; it's not a sign or anything!"
I don't know why I even wanted to remember it, but I did. Anyway, when I get back from Hula and Kung Fu, I'll have better things to write about. Like sparring last night. YEAH!
It was awful and I woke up telling myself, "it's just a stupid dream, because you've got things on your mind; it's not a sign or anything!"
I don't know why I even wanted to remember it, but I did. Anyway, when I get back from Hula and Kung Fu, I'll have better things to write about. Like sparring last night. YEAH!
