aaah, i have so much to say, but like... i'm sleepy and such. and... i can't remember what i wanted to say. so, first, i'll post a quick summary of that dream i was talking about... it's ONLY for renata, rachel and kait. they're the only ones who cared enough to comment. so no one else read it. *glare*
"""i'm driving down hwy 1, towards the east side... like, rob's house. and there's all this fire up ahead, it's almost like it's blowing across the road in some places, others just look like really massive bonfires... when i get to the light at sunset st. there's a police blockade thing, and they tell me i can't go any farther, and i should do what everyone else is doing... go home save what you can and evacuate. but i argued with him, and was like "but my boyfriend lives down there, over on the east side, what if he isn't ok? what if he needs help??" and the guy was like "there's nothing you can do for him now except pray that he got out alive." and i was all upset, and like "damn police officers!" but i went home and got allison (my parents were in lake park. i don't know how i knew this, but i knew that they'd both gone up towards minnesota to visit my mom's parents). when i got home, allie was there, and so was one of her friends (i don't know which one...) but anywho, we packed up everything in my mom's hopechests (wedding dress... quilts and crossstiches from my gramma...) all of our photo albums... a lap top (i don't know where we got it... i think it was calebs...) and like, my cell phone, and rob's cell phone (in real life... rob doesn't have a cell phone, but i had it in the dream, it was a nokia and had a red faceplate.) so, we pack EVERYTHING into the trunk of my car, then allie and her friend climb in the backseat with even more stuff, and like, the dog and cat(i have no idea how two people, a yellow lab and a cat and some suitcases fit into the back of my car, but they did...), and i put all sorts of stuff in a laundry basket in the passenger seat, but i make sure there's room for one more person in case i manage to find rob.
so we get on our road, and go out towards hwy 1, and like, enroute to the interstate to go towards hills (south? i think?) so, we get out to hwy 1, and there are bumper to bumper cars from in town, like, all packed full of stuff, with stuff tied on the roofs... so i'm like "we'll take the gravel to old 218, then get on the interstate in hills...!" so, we make this mad u-turn and go careening off towards hills... and like, wehn we get to the road, it's all full of cars too. and we can't get to hills. i don't know how it happened but we somehow got on the interstate and made it up to lake park... and like, when we got there and like... were settled in to my grandparents house, rob's phone rang, and the caller id thing said "mom & dad - chicago" (rob's parents live in clinton, not chicago. but in the dream, it made perfect sense... clinton = chicago) and i was like "rob's ok! he's at his parents' house and he's calling his cell because he knows i have it!" only like, it's his step dad, and he's like "i'm really sorry sweetheart. i don't know how to tell you this...cinda and i just found out ourselves..." and i started crying, and like they told me that rob and cory and everyone in their house died, and i was like... freaking out and he said he wanted me to come and stay with them... and like, spend time with rob's friends... and such..... then i calmed down all suddenly and was like "it's ok, all i need is a hug from rob, and it will all be ok..." then i woke up all scared and freaked out... and i was like, holding onto my pink stuffed cow (a present from rob) so hard i was like... close to ripping it. i wanted to call him and be like "ARE YOU ALIVE?!" but... people treat me like a freak when i dream they die, then call them in a panic asking if they're alive. so, i called him in a calm fashion, and invited him to come watch movies. and it was all ok."""
yeeeah.
i don't feel good *sways from dizziness* rob offered to follow me home so that like... if i got all dizzy and careened off the road... i'd have company. but i said i was fine. in hindsight, i prolly should have let him. i dont' remember driving home at all. just that people walk funny when they're drunk. hehe. oh, and like, as i was walking to my car, i got all scared, for no real reason. it was creepy. aaaaahm. we went to the ground round for dinner tonight. it's one of those places like pizza hut, and like... it used to be good, so my dad and i really wish it was still good... but it's not, at all. my steak was undercooked, so i played with it more than i ate it. and my apple crisp was mushy... so i played with that too. i ate my baked potato and like, two bbq ribs... but that was all.
i have ms. buckwalter for chemistry now. miss ms. wikner SO much. oooh my god. ms. buckwalter doesn't even like... make and effort to be composed and like, nicely dressed for school. seriously, really old sneakers, jeans and a sweatshirt aren't what teachers should wear. they should at least make and attempt to look like maybe they give a damn about what impression they're making. i think it just really bothers me that she talks so quietly that i can't hear her. and that she assigns stuff from the book, like section reviews ALL the time... rawr.
did i mention that rob's working at handicare now? yay handicare! (sidenote: zac and i were talking in math, and i mentioned handicare, and that i used to go there, and he said something making fun of it, and iwas like "yeah, i went because my little sister was born with blockage in her ears... so she was deaf. .." and zac was like "uhm... i uh... i feel stupid..." ) yeah, so he starts tuesday, i'm excited for him
i'm gonnna finish doing my nails (i'm to the point where typing messes them up...) so, goodnight all... and don't expect another post until late tomorrow at the earliest. i work every night this week (4-close) and, am going to rob's after work. so yeah. night.
"""i'm driving down hwy 1, towards the east side... like, rob's house. and there's all this fire up ahead, it's almost like it's blowing across the road in some places, others just look like really massive bonfires... when i get to the light at sunset st. there's a police blockade thing, and they tell me i can't go any farther, and i should do what everyone else is doing... go home save what you can and evacuate. but i argued with him, and was like "but my boyfriend lives down there, over on the east side, what if he isn't ok? what if he needs help??" and the guy was like "there's nothing you can do for him now except pray that he got out alive." and i was all upset, and like "damn police officers!" but i went home and got allison (my parents were in lake park. i don't know how i knew this, but i knew that they'd both gone up towards minnesota to visit my mom's parents). when i got home, allie was there, and so was one of her friends (i don't know which one...) but anywho, we packed up everything in my mom's hopechests (wedding dress... quilts and crossstiches from my gramma...) all of our photo albums... a lap top (i don't know where we got it... i think it was calebs...) and like, my cell phone, and rob's cell phone (in real life... rob doesn't have a cell phone, but i had it in the dream, it was a nokia and had a red faceplate.) so, we pack EVERYTHING into the trunk of my car, then allie and her friend climb in the backseat with even more stuff, and like, the dog and cat(i have no idea how two people, a yellow lab and a cat and some suitcases fit into the back of my car, but they did...), and i put all sorts of stuff in a laundry basket in the passenger seat, but i make sure there's room for one more person in case i manage to find rob.
so we get on our road, and go out towards hwy 1, and like, enroute to the interstate to go towards hills (south? i think?) so, we get out to hwy 1, and there are bumper to bumper cars from in town, like, all packed full of stuff, with stuff tied on the roofs... so i'm like "we'll take the gravel to old 218, then get on the interstate in hills...!" so, we make this mad u-turn and go careening off towards hills... and like, wehn we get to the road, it's all full of cars too. and we can't get to hills. i don't know how it happened but we somehow got on the interstate and made it up to lake park... and like, when we got there and like... were settled in to my grandparents house, rob's phone rang, and the caller id thing said "mom & dad - chicago" (rob's parents live in clinton, not chicago. but in the dream, it made perfect sense... clinton = chicago) and i was like "rob's ok! he's at his parents' house and he's calling his cell because he knows i have it!" only like, it's his step dad, and he's like "i'm really sorry sweetheart. i don't know how to tell you this...cinda and i just found out ourselves..." and i started crying, and like they told me that rob and cory and everyone in their house died, and i was like... freaking out and he said he wanted me to come and stay with them... and like, spend time with rob's friends... and such..... then i calmed down all suddenly and was like "it's ok, all i need is a hug from rob, and it will all be ok..." then i woke up all scared and freaked out... and i was like, holding onto my pink stuffed cow (a present from rob) so hard i was like... close to ripping it. i wanted to call him and be like "ARE YOU ALIVE?!" but... people treat me like a freak when i dream they die, then call them in a panic asking if they're alive. so, i called him in a calm fashion, and invited him to come watch movies. and it was all ok."""
yeeeah.
i don't feel good *sways from dizziness* rob offered to follow me home so that like... if i got all dizzy and careened off the road... i'd have company. but i said i was fine. in hindsight, i prolly should have let him. i dont' remember driving home at all. just that people walk funny when they're drunk. hehe. oh, and like, as i was walking to my car, i got all scared, for no real reason. it was creepy. aaaaahm. we went to the ground round for dinner tonight. it's one of those places like pizza hut, and like... it used to be good, so my dad and i really wish it was still good... but it's not, at all. my steak was undercooked, so i played with it more than i ate it. and my apple crisp was mushy... so i played with that too. i ate my baked potato and like, two bbq ribs... but that was all.
i have ms. buckwalter for chemistry now. miss ms. wikner SO much. oooh my god. ms. buckwalter doesn't even like... make and effort to be composed and like, nicely dressed for school. seriously, really old sneakers, jeans and a sweatshirt aren't what teachers should wear. they should at least make and attempt to look like maybe they give a damn about what impression they're making. i think it just really bothers me that she talks so quietly that i can't hear her. and that she assigns stuff from the book, like section reviews ALL the time... rawr.
did i mention that rob's working at handicare now? yay handicare! (sidenote: zac and i were talking in math, and i mentioned handicare, and that i used to go there, and he said something making fun of it, and iwas like "yeah, i went because my little sister was born with blockage in her ears... so she was deaf. .." and zac was like "uhm... i uh... i feel stupid..." ) yeah, so he starts tuesday, i'm excited for him
i'm gonnna finish doing my nails (i'm to the point where typing messes them up...) so, goodnight all... and don't expect another post until late tomorrow at the earliest. i work every night this week (4-close) and, am going to rob's after work. so yeah. night.
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