I woke up this morning from a horrible dream.
It involved aliens or demons or something taking over people and Beau and I were trying to help and stop them. Just before I woke up, one had take over my Dad (I knew this 'cause he had grown crazy big goblin ears) and I was having to hit and bash at him to stop the demon from doing evil, but I also knew that it was my Dad being possessed and that he would/could also get hurt. I was desperately trying to think of ways I could free him from possession when I woke up. I even tried to go back to sleep so that I could do *something*.
Still feeling weird/upset about it.
Point of Fashion: See how good my new hair looks with this hat?
Current Obsession: Time