We are such stuff as dreams are made on.

Everyone should go hang out at the youth group website... NOW!

I've been having weird dreams lately. The first ones were the night before last. I dreamed that I was watching a German Disney movie with a bunch of other people, but I guess my leg was hurt because I was limping. Then I left the movie and found out that I was in Doc's dentist office and he was supposed to see what was wrong with my leg, but I didn't want that at all so I ran up the flight of stairs and climbed out the window and down the ladder. By the time I was down the ladder, my leg was fine. That's all I remember from that dream.

Then I had a dream or, more accurately, a nightmare about Maureen, Ryan's mom. Ross and I were playing a trumpet duet and Maureen was listening and she said that I sucked. So she dragged me down the road and forced me to play it over and over and I couldn't quit until it was to her satisfaction. Then she went inside a building to get something, so I ran away and drove home. But then my parents and I had to drive uptown to get my music or something and we drove into the H&H parking lot. But Maureen was there and I started screming, "No, NO, don't let her see me! Go, go!" She was in hot pursuit of us when I woke-up.

Then there were last night's dreams. The first one, oh yeah... I just remembered the middle of the first one. Hahaha. Ok, anyway, I had driven down to Ann Arbor for a bit, but then Vanessa called my cell phone and said that they were all going out to dinner and I was supposed to be there. So I told her I'd be there in an hour and a half and I got into my car and started driving 80 through Ann Arbor. Unfortunately, I passed a police car as I was getting on the on-ramp and then I hit something and my car was hurt. So the cop came and I explained why I was driving so fast. Instead of giving me a ticket, he helps me look for the missing pieces of my "car", which was now a motorcycle. We were running down the street and at one point I had to dodge a semi and hop on the back of a chicken farm truck. More stuff happened, but it was "a story with a happy ending" (I actually thought that in my dream) because the cop adopted me.

The last dream was also weird. I was in Kev's class taking an exam, but he wouldn't tell me what I was supposed to do on the exam, so I got mad, crumpled up my paper, and stormed out. Apparently that class was German and I ranted to a little kid in the hall. Then I had life science with that little kid next but I couldn't find the room in the elementary because they had added new halls. When I finally found them, they were playing basketball in the gym. By this time, something was wrong with my leg and I was on crutches. Mrs. Whyte was playing hockey and said she was too tired and made me go in for her even though I was on crutches. So I did and almost scored a goal for the other team. Kev was watching and as I was playing, my leg got better. I yelled at Kev about the exam and he said that all I had to do was listen to the movie (that was in english) and write down what they in english. I got even more mad and said that that was stupid if it was a german class. He said that we weren't far enough in german to write in german and I told him that I had been taking tests in german for years, and then I stormed off again.

The Door In The Floor is a weird movie. ...And I'll leave it at that.