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:: Friday, December 20, 2002 :: I was driving home, the one I grew up in. I got there, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable. I chatted with the people on the front lawn, and discussed the different aspects of some game they were playing. I made it into the house and went to the bathroom. I was having my period, and apparently it was heavy. The pad I was wearing was soaked. I took it off only to realize I was wearing two of them. I was perplexed as I never have worn two. I was out shopping, it was raining out side, but I didn't care cause I was safe inside. The storm kicked up and turned into a major wind / hurricaine / tornado thing. Everyone inside the shop started trying to find cover. We finally did in an internal room with no windows. I was trying to take a digital photo of a boy and his mom, and a chairman of a corporation and the philathropist who gave the boy lots of money in time for christmas. The boy was really in need, so it was a great christmas story, so I was supposed to get the shot, but the philanthropist was not cooperating. try after try he just looked bored and uninterested. He eventually moved to the end of the table away from the christmas tree I had wanted in the background. It was a green lame tree, but it wasn't too tacky. I finally got the shot all lined up by leaning against the far wall, I took the shot then realized the tree was on fire. I said hey, the tree is on fire, and everyone turned around to look at it but didn't know what to do. I shouted that there was a fire extinguisher down the hall, but no one could figure out where the hall was. I ran, grabbed it, and tried to give to someone else to use, but by that point the flames were getting ready to catch the ceiling on fire, so I pulled the trigger. The fire took a long time to put out.:: Friday, December 13, 2002 :: I was in the house I grew up in. I should have been in bed but I was awake trying to learn the words to the song "my guy'. I wasn't having much luck. I went into the bathroom and started singing softly. Soon it was morning and everyone got up. They shuffled into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I went in and stood next to my hubby who was standing in front of the sink. I tried to sing the song to him, but I screwed up the first line. I was beating myself up and he was telling me it was good. I looked up to see what we were going to eat, and most of the food was ruined due to something happening. Dad walked in and said that there was something wrong with my car, and told us to come along, and we'd drop the car off at the garage to be fixed. Hubby and I crawled into the back seat of the car I currently own, while my parents got in the front. We drove and my father told my mother that I was going to perform the song. My mother told my father that she knew cause she heard me practicing it in the bathroom last night. I felt bad that I had woken them. We arrived at the garage, and the normal parking areas were roped off. We drove down the street looking for some place to put it. I saw an empty bay, and got out of the car to see if we could put the car there. I was now dressed in a toga. I couldn't find anyone to ask, so I figured I would try singing again. A guy came out and I noticed him mid sentence and stopped. He told me to go on cause I was good and I said no, and tried to ask him about the car. He took a large pole and put it in my mid section, and lifted me up off the ground a couple of feed. I was just about to agree to sing when someone came in and told me to put me down. when I was down and I had caught my breath I asked about the car, and I was told yes. The new guy told the other one to go get the car. The new guy told me to come with him. He led me to another room, and told me the auditions were going to be held in there. I waited, and waited. Eventually I realized I was on a boat. The reason I realized was because it hit something. We all kinda fell forward, like when your on the subway and it starts abruptly. I tried to figure out what was going on, and then I realized that the deckway was now standing upright, and I had time to think that everyone up there was going to fall down on me. Fortunately they didnt. the ship then went from vertical to horizontal again, and then started to spin. I jumped in the water and tried to climb over the ship as it turned. By the time I got to the bottom which was now the top, the ship fell apart. a life boat popped. a bunch of us swam towards it, and a bunch of people on the other side held it while I got on. A bunch of other people tried to climb in at the same time and the boat started to flip. I told them to come one at a time or they would sink it. I directed everyone into the boat. Once we were all in, we relaxed, and laid down. we were then back inside, and after a few moments one of the people in the boat said she was getting sick of this and got up and left. This made a few others realize they could leave so they did too. I told them they were ruining it and got huffy, but I left too. I ran into my hubby. He was glad to see me as we were running late for the movie. I adjusted my toga, and walked with him up to a car. It was an old beat up thing, which we were borrowing from our friend Ken. He was coming with us to the movie. We drove there, and got into the theatre. We watched the movie, at the end though I realized my toga was all wrong. I wrapped it around myself like a towel when you get out of the shower. I walked quickly back to the car. I had to go through the front lobby that had a major water leak. There was a big puddle.. I lifted my towel up so it wouldn't get went and ran through the leak. I got out to the car and again adjusted my towel. Hubby said we had to wait for ken, but I felt the need to get some clothes on.:: Sunday, December 08, 2002 :: I was dating "gus ituro" and we were in the middle of some major investigation, when he was killed. I was devistated, my entire extended family gathered around me and held a vigal in a department store. Every time I would break down crying someone else from my family would take me to a different department and sit me down and try to distract me. The last one was my aunt lorraine and my cousin sheila. I finally had enough of them and broke free and ran away:: Sunday, December 01, 2002 :: I and a bunch of other people were in a group. We were listening to a leader. The leader told us we had to form off into pairs to find a gift for my mother. Everyone was getting a gift for my mother. apparently she was their mother too. There were some rules you had to follow. You had to have the gift delivered in a given piece of fabric, and you had to find it. I went to get the fabric, and it turned out to be the head portion of rudolph. There was a red piece inside the neck, so it looked like it was bleeding. It was nylon.. like the garden flags you buy. my partner and I went for a walk trying to find something good. we decided to head to the beach. It was cold, but not so cold it was obnoxious. we started beach combing. We were alone for the longest time. We came up on a cabana made of wood. I looked around and in front of it there were three different things that were really nice. A barette that was tan and kinda bland, a mulit colored barette looking thing, but it turned out to be a small container, that had a round hole inside for holding things and seemed to be glass, and then another multi colored barette that was actually a barette. I took the second item and went in the cabana, to try to figure out away to present it so it wasn't that tacky. I took the red piece of fabric out and wrapped it around the item. I was trying to decide if I wanted to shove it back up in the head or attach it to the bottom like some freaky rudolph hot air balloon. My partner came in and warned me that the ocean was about to rise. I went out and saw huge waves coming. There were a lot more people on the beach now, and they were all trying hard to leave. I started heading to get off the beach, when the waves took out the cabana
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