Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Bad Dream

I've been having some really bad dreams lately. Last night I dreamt that I had killed two of my mum's best friends (Sarah and Celia if you're wondering) and I was off to jail. The strangest thing was that I was not in the least concerned that they were dead, I was just dreading the next however many years in prison. It was one of those dreams that you wake up from incredibly glad that it was just a dream.

Toby immediately decided that I was anxious about Spanish. It may have something to do with Spanish, but more the exercise that I did last night. I was describing Edward Scissorhands, and all the different tenses of "to die" and "to kill" had me all confused.

¡¡¡Happy Birthday Maddy!!!

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