Whoa, what a weird day. I went to Filipino kickboxing this morning, came back, read a little for marketing, went back for demo team practice, then came back to study more. While I was reading, I fell asleep in a very strange position. What was weirder was the dream I had...

I dreamt that I was with my friend Chris in the car and we were trying to head back to the martial arts center because he had training for the Kali tournament at the end of May. I don't remember why I was the one driving, but for some reason, I took a wrong ramp trying to get on I-35. I got on a ramp where people are supposed to get off to go the opposite direction. So I braked really hard and I hit someone. I didn't hit them very hard and Chris kept telling me that I hadn't hit them because you could hardly feel anything. Well, I pulled over and the couple in the car got out and I apologized profusely. Well, I don't know why, but the couple got in their car and Chris and I went to an apartment complex. The apartment complex was Sterling, but it wasn't where I lived, apparently because I didn't know where anything was. We lost track of the couple, and we were really happy because we didn't give them either of our names, nor did I give them any insurance information to get their car fixed. We were so happy we decided to celebrate and bought drinks at the Sterling bar. (mind you there is no bar whatsoever at Sterling in reality) Chris and I got hammered.....intermission...(stuff happened here, I can't remember what though)....Well eventually we ended up at the Center and Larry (my instructor) was kind of angry because Chris was really late. We left after practice and went back to Sterling. Then, these people said they wanted to film us, like for a documentary. We thought it was for kickboxing or something, so we were cool with it. Well, we didn't do anything kickboxing, rather we just talked to the couple for a while that were trying to film us. I think the couple had the faces of some aquaintances of mine I met through another friend, but they didn't have their personalities. We ended up on a roof of like an office building. I don't know why. (Now for the creepy part.) The couple all of a sudden revealed to us that they were working for the couple I had hit a few hours earlier in my car. I turn around and Chris is looking at me with the saddest eyes I have ever seen (or dreamt). Then he fell. Chris was dead. I turn back around and the couple we had hit earlier showed up and was laughing. By that time I was frantically bawling and I started running. I ran to Sterling and then I woke up. It was three hours later and I was sweating.

I think I agree with Ricky that if you are really hot while you are sleeping, you have very violent, frantic dreams. You yourself may not always die in them but someone usually does. I'm never sleeping with the AC off again.

Ok, ok here's a new post for your reading pleasure. I don't have a whole lot to say. Easter weekend was pretty good. It was very chill, which is always a good thing. It's amazing how much slower paced things are in my hometown. No one is hustling or bustling. It's good to go back to. The only thing that I really didn't like was that I saw SO many people from Danbury. Only a couple of them said hi to me, which is fine because I hate that whole being fake situation where you have to ACT like you're happy to see them when you're really not. Anyway, I went to church on Sunday. It was funny because I had to drag my mom to church. Kinda ironic when it's the kids who don't really want to go. It felt good to go to church. I'm such a bad catholic for not going every Sunday, but I think God will forgive me. I mean I really mean it and I actually sit and listen when I DO go, so maybe that will count for something in the end. I saw lots of my mom's side of the family at our Easter party. It was kinda sad though because it rained on Easter Sunday, which meant no Easter egg hunt and no Easter swimming. (It's a big deal to the kids to not go swimming, don't ask.) The kids had to play musical eggs with ALL of the Easter eggs, so that was kind of a drag. BUT at like 6 pm, when it was time for me to come back to Austin the rain stopped and the kids were finally able to go swimming. I had to leave early because I had a paper in Marketing due the next day. oy.

ok, so I have more to say than I thought. anyway, this week

Man, "Fit to Fight" is kicking my butt! It's so tough and it's only going to get worse! I don't know how these kids did it with no problem. I think what kills me is that after I get done with it I still have 3 hours of working out. One of my partners has it just as bad, but he hasn't been taking it as well as I have. It's so gross too because he sweats a river every hour. Which means he has to change his shirts 4 times through the night. Nasty! He's really cool though so I can't say too much bad about him. If he wasn't engaged, well...you know.

I don't have any homework tonight, but I should do some in advance for marketing. HEY there's something for me to do in Management tomorrow right there! Read for marketing! It's not like we do anything in management that applies to me anyway. (Very complicated situation, if you really wanna know just IM me.)

cooking streak

I have been on the craziest cooking streak lately. I mean, I have actually been cooking once a week, and this week I even cooked twice! And Melissa actually ate with me tonight and she hasn't keeled over yet! I may be able to keep myself alive after all! Take that all you doubters out there who thought I would die of Ramen malnourishment! Hah! I don't know how long this phase will last, but maybe I'll stop being as lazy as I have been my whole life. Wait. Oh, right, that won't happen cause I'm just so damn lazy. Take a look at my room. Yeah, nuff said.

and farewell...

I don't know when the next time I'll update will be, but hopefully it will be interesting still. Maybe a new love interest (hah), pounds lost (get real), plastic surgery (oh, come on now...), who knows what the future holds. Until then, buena suerte con su vida y tenga una semana buena! Besitas! Adios!