Yesterday, during netball, it was weird.
I guess it was weird because we had to angle our legs at 45º above the ground for a minute while lying on the floor. And squat 20 times. And also because I had to do a 'split' to catch a ball as I'm a shooter. It was the weird weird pain weird kind of thing. I got scolded at. I think everyone did today. Creeeeeepy.

I've been having dreams of death. Okay, okay. Wait, wait, wait, wait. I know it sounds totally like black magic or emo but I'm so not emo. Or some black magic person. My dreams are at least near-death experiences. I think it's because of all the horror movies I've been watching. Eesh. They're all combined in my nightmare.

The first one was about some virus and it got my dad. Oh, but haha. My brother and this guy in church were like BFFs and my brother had magic. WOW. But yeah.
The second one was like Harper's Island. I don't even watch the show but it was like the theme of my nightmare along with When A Stranger Calls. The dream was like a deja vu except this time, I got the stranger who was trying to kill me. But he survived. Ew, ewies.
The third one, which was on Thursday night, was the more likely to happen kind. This dream was like set in Bali or Malaysia or some resort place. There was a small tsunami but it didn't do much. I couldn't find my family after that. Then there was a huge tsunami. And I was saved by some Indonesian stranger. When I woke up, in my dream, I was in a hotel room. I asked the stranger what happened but she was talking to herself like, "Should I tell Marianne or not?" And in the hotel, there were a lot of rooms with beds but the beds were as if people slept on it already and there was no one around.