It happened again last night. Mrs. Bloor's biology class (with different people) went to the church I was confirmed at, the one I went to when I was younger when I was forced, after she determined our zodiac signs by looking into one of our eyes with a magnifying glass. Strangely, the church was in more of a gothic style than the modern style it is actually in in real life. A group of people from my class were seated along a narrow passageway that hung above a seemingly endless drop. The passageway had railings, until the end, where there were none. Everyone else was sitting against the railings, but there was not room for them to scoot down, so I ended up sitting only half against a railing. There was some burst of air, energy, or sound that shook the passageway and blew me off the end of it, but I did that thing again, it sort of rewound until I was standing up on the passageway again, and I forced everyone else to move down. Strange. Oh well. Thank you Neil for the movie, I will rent that soon, definitely. About the mixer deal, I don't think I will go to any of them anymore. Not that I have in the last few months, anyway. But they all seem to be either orgies or completely retarted, so I think I'd rather stay home. I am going to research dreams, to see if there is a name for this. Goodbye ____________________________________ There is a one word explanation for what I am experiencing: Lucidity. Since lucid dreams seem to come easily to me (every night over spring break I have had a lucid dream) I want to learn to control these lucid dreams even more than just protecting myself from peril. I need to start getting more sleep, so I can have more lucid dreams and remember them. The possibilities are almost endless! I can travel to Europe or Austrailia in my dreams, I can fly, I can fix the worlds problems! I can do the things in life which I have always longed to do, my dreams really are my world. ...I can live in a world with no stupid people. Of course, this all will take a lot of practice, but I believe it is worth it. A paradise. I cannot wait to sleep. more later...things I feel too foolish to write. I am going to begin running again today. Don't start--I'm not doing it to lose weight. I'd like to be able to run a mile with a decent time before I have gym over the summer. Yeah, thats why. I finally feel content, and look forward to the days (NIGHTS) ahead of me. But, wouldnt you agree, it is a bit sad that my only hope is not in the world itself, and humanity (pshh, humanity doesn't deserve hope. humanity is WEAK.) but in the world of dreams. There are a few people that make me look forward to the days ahead of me, and I thank them for that... _____________________________________ Listening to: Queen its 4:15 PM, it feels like noonish, I need to wash my hair, and I am wearing clothes that do not match. grey shorts and a bright orange shirt with someone else's scent on it. I guess that is what makes hand-me-downs interesting. hm. I feel like dying my hair again tomorrow or tonight. I want a change, I'm growing it out, so I can't cut it, but i wish it was darker...but I like having my natural hair color, so I'll probably redo the tips, since they faded and my hair has grown out. Or maybe I will do streaks. That sounds interesting. I suppose it all depends on whether or not my mother will drive me somewhere and pay a few dollars for dye. yes. And I think I want to drive again today. I am quite bored.