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last night i had two bad dreams. there was one where all these missile looking things were falling from the sky. there had to be thousands or millions of them. it was beautiful, yet frightening. i remember suggesting that everyone follow me to the basement. someone told me the basement wouldn't work, because the rockets/missiles or whatever they were, would come through to the basement and that staying on the level of the house we were at was the safest place. i didn't listen and went down. only to see that the missiles were going through and coming out in the basement. it didn't make any sense. so i went back to the ground level, and i just thought... "this is it. this is then." then i woke up. i went back to another dream. in this dream these ducks were attacking me. it was fucked up. and this guy who i'm not attracted to asked me if i was attracted to him. i lied and said yes. and he then told me that he wasn't attracted to me and for us to be friends would be a waste of time. i was crushed for some reason. i'm a little bit sunburnt from the sun. but i don't mind. although, i had a little bit of a headache earlier but a nap and some advil cleared that up. i really need to make to-do lists. one for my move to boston and the other for my trip to europe. one of my moms friends kept asking me if i was excited about boston and i would just nod back. i don't know if she was trying to make small talk, fish for information, or find out if i get excited about anything. it was kind of annoying. i'm really looking forward to not having a bunch of people i don't know, know everything about my life. i'm also looking forward to not living in a board house. if we lived underwater or on the moon we wouldn't need bras. i told sarah i'm going to marry a moon man.
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