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death day

6-26-'xx: 1:20am

last night i had the weirdest dream. i was on a choir trip, or something....most of the dream is fuzzy or not really important. but the part i remember really well is getting on the bus. and i'm just sitting, looking out the window. we're somewhere where there's a lot of overpasses and stuff, and a lot of exits...like where some highways cross near bellevue and stuff. and our bus driver is driving like a crackhead, getting really close to other lanes and drivers and stuff. and all of the sudden, we get to an exit, where like....there's a guard rail but the road is on top of kind of a hill that slopes down at a really crazy steep angle and is covered with bushes. at the bottom of this hill is a parking lot for something.....the exit kind of goes down to that area. and the bus driver is turning like she's going to take the exit, and i'm thinking "geez, is something wrong with the bus?"...but then i realize that she's not headed at the right angle to make the exit. we hit the guard rail at a high speed and crash right through it, and the bus becomes airborne. my heart jumped a little as i thought "wow, i'm going to die in a few seconds, probably." and i'm not looking at anything, i can only feel motion. and i'm just waiting for the bus to make some impact and for everything to explode, waiting for pain or something....thinking that maybe i've already died because it's taking so long. and then, all of the sudden, it's like i wake up, and i'm a survivor. and they sned me off with other survivors...i basically walk away from this twisted blackened wreckage (it was a long drop) uninjured. and i'm thinking "you have GOT to be kidding me."

anyway, so that started out my day really good. i haven't had a death-ish dream for a really long time...not since i dreamed that my dad drove off the road into the water and i was the only one who couldn't get out of the car and that i was going to drown to death. and before that, the one i can REALLY remember is weird. i'm going outside early in the morning...about 3, i can tell, because it's so still...to get a drink. and as i come around the side of my house, i see this geo metro parked in our backyard. there was a lot of moonlight, so it was easy to distinguish shapes. anyway, so i'm thinking "ok, that's fucked up...i'll get my drink and just go inside...or maybe i'll just go..." but before i can take another step, someone darts out from behind the car...i can only really make out their shape, but i know they have a gun. by the time i'm over the shock enough to run, they're in a good enough range to shoot me with one shot, so i just drop to the ground. i can feel them standing over me, and i know they're pointing the gun at me, so i'm just waiting for them to kill me and get it over with. it's then that i wake up, and i have NEVER been so relieved to actually wake up in my life. needless to say...i'm not to much of a fan of going outside to get a drink at night anymore. it's not like i believe everyhting i dream...this one was just so...vivid.

anyway, so i start the day with a dream about surviving a bus wreck. ok. and i call jessica and i go over to her place. i help her make a collage of pictures of her grandpa, who died on friday. and then, we go to his viewing. so after having that dream, i spend the afternoon with a dead guy. call me naive, but i'd never actually seen a real dead person before. i felt really horrible for everyone, but it was kinda creepy.

anyway, that was about the extent of the significance of my death day. i ate dinner at jessica's and watched family members get drunk and try and identify oldies on the DMX oldies station. her aunt makes one mean cornbread.

so i should probably go to bed, or else i'll be dead in the morning when i have to go to colouguard.....ha!

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