I just woke up and I still can remember at least two of my dreams. First is the less important one. We were at the Renaissance Festival with people from my school and we were watching a thing with horses. And the horses got kinda crazy. And so Amanda and I were watching these knights try to collect hoops on a stick while riding and she said FIGHT FIGHT! But another knight said not to yell. And so the horse came over and tried to get us. And I ran and curled up into the fetal position. against a wall. Unfortunately the horse came over and put his knee on my back and wouldn't get off. And so I woke up and my back was tingly. It was weird. So anyways, here is the "better" dream. I was randomly driving in Altamont and for some reason I had the urge to go to Zack's house. Cept it was the house across the street from his. So I rang his doorbell, even though the door was open and he was there. And he put on his sneakers and came out. So we drove around and we talked. I told him he didn't have to come if he didn't want to, but he just smiled. Then I proceeded to lie and say all my friends at home weren't around and I thought "Why not you?!" It was a pathetic try at a lame excuse. Then we stopped at the church. And we went over and he took a picture of this snowman thing hanging and it had some words on it about not killing our brothers in war, and it was by my dad. And so Zack took a picture of it with his camera phone and said he could send it to me. For some reason I had a show off and he had his off, and he was wearing one of my shoes. So I told him and he gave me my shoe back. Then we walked around to the side and there was an inground swimming pool right between the church and the parking lot. What is weirdest, is that this is not the first time I've dreamed about a pool by the side of the church. Anyways, so I was looking through the fence around the pool and he went and put his feet in the water. He said it was really nice. I told him I beleived him and walked a little closer. Then he came and picked me up and was trying to dunk me in the pool, but I Was like, "Ah! I'm not a good swimmer, if you're going to throw me in, do it in the shallow end." So he took me and swung me, as if he was going to throw me in, and then just laid me on the side with my feet in. And of course I was struggling to get away, but he just held me down. Then he said "Isn't it relaxing?" And I lied and said yes because now I had sneakers on and I couldn't feel the water. But then I dipped my heel in more and I felt it, and it was nice. And he just held me. And I was like. Wow, this is nice. And then a bit later, I was like, "but I bet it's just warm on the top, and it's colder under the water more." And so I put my foot in more and I was right, it was cooler. And he just held me. I was just lying there, being held. It was weird. It's weird when you have dreams about people you are not interested in, and also, in that case, haven't seen in about a year. But it was nice. Like, I just liked it, I felt very safe, and it was very real, because when I woke up, my blankets were around me like someone was holding me. It was safer and more comforting than when I've been with El Stupido, or anyone. It was so perfect. Yet, it was a dream, and either way, I don't like that boy. Or the other two I had weird dreams about other nights. I guess you have to dream about someone, right? Since I don't really have anyone I like, then it might as well be someone. I can't wait until college. (which is only a year away, wow). And RYLA. That is going to be some fun! Not to mention... I'M A BLOODY SENIOR NOW! w00t x's 51 kajillion and seven thirty-fifths