I may need toothpicks to hold open my eyelids...

I am exhausted.


This whole creepy dream thing...not cool.


It's like I'm reading or watching anything scary or disturbing before I go to sleep.


Two nights ago, I watched The Emperor's New Groove...last night I watched Mamma Mia. Sure, the emperor becomes a llama and there's all kind of mama drama...but nothing that should trigger those kinds of dreams.


Dreams of people dying, myself included...

They're so vivid and detailed...I still can't get them out of my head.


The one that's really getting to me today is hard to explain. It made perfect sense in my brain but on paper...it might not.


So I was camping with a large group of family and friends somewhere in the mountains. Now I know these people were supposed to be my family and friends but I didn't recognize any of them from real life. Except for one. My friend's dad...who died last year. He was in my dream. He was MY dad.

Anyway. So the entire group decides to hike to the top of the mountain. We find a trail that has actual stairs carved out of the mountainside. We start climbing. Close to the top we can hear the sound of waterfalls. So we start exploring. And we come across this system of absolutely gorgeous waterfalls. I pull out my camera and start taking pictures like crazy. I mean, it was absolutely breathtaking! Our group hears some sort of growling from the tree line and the next thing I know, people are scared, I feel someone nudge me in the back, and I topple over the main waterfall! I'm just falling and falling...I can hear the thundering of the falls and screams and cries from the cliff where my family still stands. But I'm just falling.


And then I wake up.




Creepy, right?



Yeah, I thought so too.



That's what I dealt with last night. I was actually excited when my alarm went off this morning. That is, until I went outside and saw the state of my car. With all my complaining about the snow yesterday, I didn't even think to go outside and clean off my car while it was daylight and I wasn't rushing off to work. 15 mintues later, my car windows were clear enough to see through (though my wipers are still frozen down...grr). Turns out that there's a lot of black ice in the dorm parking lot. Like a giant patch of it right behind my car. Joy. I almost took out the barrier fence when I backed up. I had to rev my car a bit to get over the hump of snow left from the snow plows and just happened to hit the ice patch. Luckily my brakes chose that moment to work exceptionally well and I did not crash through the fence and down the ditch. Still. My heart just about stopped from shock.


Now I've been sitting at work, doing homework, and wishing I was at home asleep. Or at least trying to sleep. I just don't have the energy to go to classes today. Or any day this week. Because there are only four days due to our extended Easter weekend. Yay. Only 4 days to go.


Thursday cannot get here soon enough.