Today, I was meant to go to the beach, because there is this huge heatwave thing going on, but nah, we slept in instead :) Okay, so I had this really crazy dream where I was the Doctors companion (y'know... Doctor Who) And I had, like, a sonic screwdriver and we fought against these weird aliens, and we, like, outsmarted them and then they cried, and I felt bad, so I hugged one, but it gave me an electric shock, and then I was gonna die, but then the Doctor gave my some of his regenerating power. And then I suddenly turned really really old. And then I woke up.
I know they say that dreams mean something, but, that?
I think it means that I should get out more...
But seriously, that's only the start. The other day, in English we had to write a tragedy for Mrs C, and my characters Dad dies. I described this as "His motionless body lay upon the stone gravel, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face."
I thought I was really smart, and all, until I got home, and I read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and I relised I had almost exactly described Freds death (Sorry for the spoiler) word for word!!!!
If only I could remember my passwords as well as that...
Hey, maybe I could have Fandom quotes as passwords!!
Hmph :)
Anyways, my dreams are calling... ( Definition to muggles: I'm tired)

And as I sail, so shall I be.