So yesterday afternoon, as my dad was sending Rick and I to go drop off a form for Rick's brand new Blazer (his van died, and he kind of needs a car to drive cross-country tomorrow to go to Idaho so he can go to school), we saw this hawk just sitting on the ground. a couple of cars had driven by it, and it still was standing there. we joked, saying it must have something, and dad was like, i hope it's a squirrel, because apparently we have lots and lots of squirrels in the neighborhood, and he doesn't like them, and all of a sudden the hawk took off, and it was dangling a flailing squirrel, and we all about died laughing. i was like, it's so funny... but it's so horrible... i can't believe i'm laughing at this.
in the last week or so, i have had some really weird-ass dreams. I dreamed one day that i forgot to go to lab band, and it was during conducting classes, so I lost a full letter grade on my conducting. (that's the grading policy). Then the night before I was conducting, I dreamed that I totally screwed everything up. I was so nervous the next day, that I did have a lot of problems, but definitely not as bad as my dream. I don't know what kind of crack I was on last night, but I did have some very weird dreams. For some reason, I was in a museum after closing time, exploring a recreation of Roseanne's house from the TV show "roseanne." I also have fairly constant recurring dreams about losing teeth. They always start the same way. The tooth is really loose, and I worry about it, then it comes out entirely and I try to put it back in. Sometimes it stays, sometimes it doesn't. That's really gross, isn't it. Every time it happens, I'm always positive that it isn't a dream this time; it's for real. I'm still trying to figure out what the dream means. I guess it's probably something about insecurity with myself or my appearance.