everyone has at least one friend who changes so much,so much, that you can barely recognize him or her anymore. he or she weares clothes they never used to, does stuff they never used to. that's all good and fun unless you were left behind during this metamorphosis. far. far. behind. i had the weirdest dream: i was in the chorus room and corliss was sitting in the far corner, where i used to sit, and i was doing something with...katie latari and someone else i dont remember and alisa, cam, sarah and a bunch of other people from show choir were there and suddenly someone starts singing "for good" from wicked. and everyone else sang harmonie to it. katie was singing alto, cam was singing some guy part and it was wicked weird because it actually sounded good. and correct. and then i tried to convice mrs. coriss that we should do it for our show and she smiled and said, "well, now that you guys know it...maybe". what's even weirder about this is that these types of things kind of have this tendency to actually happen. which makes me sound like some weird kid who thinks she is psycic (erm..trelawny...or do i read too much harry potter? which, i love.) like this one time, i had this dream about a purple car driving around our driveway and the next day i see that same exact car and driver in smith school, dropping off some four-year-old. then, years later, i had a dream that i was singing on a black stage (red velvet curtains, there were some people there to watch) and i was singing "skid row" from little shop. that song wasnt in our show yet. the next week i find out that he added it and that i got that opening solo. at show choir states, i sang it on a black stage with red velvet curtains. alright, enough, you guys probably think im too weird for you already but to each his own. then i had a dream that i was a pig standing on this hill that id behind the house i used to live in (in switzerland.) and i was a pig. all it was, was just me on a hill in pig form and then my sister came up to me and says, very politely "hi there" and then i woke up. the funny thing about dreams is that they are only a couple of minutes long, even though they seem like they go on forever. so i went to two parties last night, first was the tinking's (haha no A again! or a space! or a Kris! erm...inside joke) surprise party. that was fun, even though i was 2 hours late :( sorry. then i went to lorazeb's house and that was all right too. noIDea played, they are loud...very loud, but good. shalom once again, this world needs it. annika