Dream Weaver

I have been having the most lucid, crazy dreams lately. This morning, I woke up absolutely terrified from a dream I was having.

In this dream, I was at "home" (it didn't look anything like my house) and there were prisoners being brought into my living room for interrogation in front of a small crowd. There was this one prisoner that had to be beaten to a complete pulp to get him to settle down enough for the guards to walk him to the chair in the middle of the room and chain him down since he was trying to bite and kick everyone. As they were chaining him to the chair, I saw a giant missile coming towards my house out of nowhere. It landed right next to the window I was standing by, just tearing up earth, but thankfully not exploding. For some reason, these missiles seemed to be only for the purpose of destroying things with their sheer size and mass. Everyone in the room noticed that dozens more were coming at us and we all scrambled to run for cover.

Despite the previously mentioned prisoner's disposition, I immediately took his arm and dragged him with me to hide behind a couch. All previous notions of each other (his loathing of me, my fear of him) were left behind as we made each others' lives our priority. I took out my cell phone to text A and let him know that I loved him because I didn't know if I would ever see him again, but I realized in my dream that he was in jail and didn't have a cell phone! I started absolutely bawling because there was no way for me to give him a final message to let him know I cared if something bad happened to either him or myself. (I often have this fear when riding in a plane or having a daydream that the bus I'm on will lose control on the Washington Ave. bridge and plunge into the Mississippi below where I will die quickly from hypothermia and because I can't hold my breath underwater for shit.)

Suddenly, a giant, gold force field came out of nowhere to protect the entire planet from this alien attack. (It had just dawned upon me out of nowhere that the missiles were coming from outer space.) My mom and I realized that it was someone from the future coming back in time to protect us all. We chanted a cheer that I've forgotten in waking hours and danced around hugging each other. I called a friend in Boston (I have no friends in Boston) who had not been disturbed by anything of the sort and realized that the attack had only happened in a few places and very few people in the world knew that this had just happened and doom had been prevented by a prophet from the future.

That is when I woke up and thanked my lucky stars that hadn't really happened. Trust me, this dream is only as crazy as numerous others I've had lately. Is something in the water or am I just being driven crazy by ungodly amounts of thinking needed for classes, homework, and work?

"It's All Happening!"

Just finished my 500-word essay that goes along with my application to study abroad at Manchester Business School! The nervousness I was feeling a few months ago is gone, replaced totally by excitement and desire. I'm only a little worried about getting in! I might apply to this new, unannounced program to a school just outside of Paris as a backup. I'll have to wait 2 weeks for it to be added to submit my application if I want to do that. A talk with my adviser is due to see if it's worth waiting for!

Progress

Right after my car accident, I could only bend down and touch my knees, and that was working really hard at it.

The other night I was stretching and I touched my toes! It was a big accomplishment. I've been telling everyone!

Drained

I've been up since 6:30 and I'm just now about to go to bed at 11:30. I have not stopped doing things that I am required to do (physical therapy, classes, work, homework) since I woke up. Exhaustion doesn't even come close to describing this. I am completely overwhelmed.

And I'll be up at 7:30 to start it all over again.

Story of my life.

Fin.

Today I ended physical therapy. I'm both happy and sad because I do feel
a lot better than I did when I started, but I am also going to miss my
PTs. They are always super nice and we always talk about food and
school. I made them cheesecake brownies today to thank them.
Unfortunately, I was in too much of a rush last night to take pictures!
I will definitely be making them again so I hope to snap a few pictures
then.

I'm also bummed I don't have anyone telling me to work out anymore! It
will be harder to keep up the regimen on my own. I need to somehow set
aside sacred time that cannot be used to do anything else, especially
nap!!!

My back is still a little sore, probably from doing really heavy weights
on the machines there for the past week. I hope it clears up so I don't
have to go back. I'm trying to think positively and keep in mind that
3-hour chunks of my time won't be taken up by riding the bus to Eden
Prairie anymore.

Turkey Meatballs

A & I made turkey meatballs with rice spaghetti and sauce tonight for dinner - his brilliant idea. They turned out absolutely delicious; I have never liked meatballs but these were exceptional. They were super easy to make, too: Just mix, form, and cook! I'll definitely make these more often.

Recipe from Cooks.com as a result of a Google search.

How To Be Trailer from How To Be on Vimeo.

Opening The Hymnal/babies - Cu...

Bummed I missed this show, but more bummed that I had to spend that money on textbooks. I didn't have Happy Hollow until 2 days ago for some dumb reason but now I have it and I love it. This is my favorite songggg.

Gaga for GaGa

Lady GaGa fascinates me. She's like Karen O with the fashion, but crazier because she never wears pants... ever. At least she's got the hot body to do it. I have a little crush on "Just Dance" but I just downloaded The Fame out of curiosity and it suxxx. Oh well. She does have proven talent, though. She's been writing songs for pop stars for ages. She was also one of the youngest people ever to be accepted into NYU's Tisch School of Arts back in the day. Unfortunately, her Oompa Loompa tan ruins most of that credibility.