I had a interesting dream last night. I went cliff jumping into the ocean with a male friend, we where holding hands as we jumped.
Then later I was sitting on a sofa, and I started crying hesterically because I remembered that my Dad had died and that I missed him and stuff.
I had to hide myself under a blanket because a dude I play pool with was sitting at the other end of the sofa wondering what was wrong
OH MY GOLLY.
I honestly thought it was real, I honestly thought my Dad had died! gonk
I woke up with tears in my eyes.
Then I heard my dad in the office clicking away at his AutoCad program.
So now Im going to make him burgers when I get home. heart
Luckily my Father is not dead. And I luckily did not go cliff diving either. I hate the ocean.
 Super Panda454 · Fri May 12, 2006 @ 10:52am · 3 Comments |
