oh, forgot to say i won two gold medals during the tournament this weekend....

year books today! i got in it twice on the same page. one was my school picture and the other shows me working in class on my winter art project(a snowman family). it says: "deep in concentration, samantha martin ponders on how to create her next masterpiece in art class". i can tell you with complete confidance that that was no where near what i was thinking. what i was really thinking goes along the lines of: "im hungery, wonder whats for lunch...oh eah i packed a sandwhich. the bell sure is taking its time to ring. ring bell, ring! im hungery!" yep. simple mid, hungery stomach...

my dream last night was weird. in the begining i was a kid. my mom was driving me to school, i had something that made me miss the first part of the day. so we were nearing the school, it looked like the middle school i went to, but was full of people from the school i went to in my freshman year. so we were almost there and toward the side i saw some teens selling and doing illeagal stuff. at this point in my dream i was older than when it began. so we called the cops and waited. then we started up the car and drove right through their baracade. i jumed out of the car and told them to freeze. they had guns, one shot at my, nicking my knee. i thought with the amount of the versus me i was a gonner, but my back up had arrived. yes, my back up. by this point i was old enough to be on my own. they took care of things. then i spotted this one girl who looked like she didnt belong with the rest of the low lifes. i pulled her aside and got her story, her name started with an m, mary i think. comes out her boyfriend tricked her, she was forced to do the drugs. so i sent her to a place where she could get cleaned up. then i had a new case, the was somehow related to the first. i went off to do my job. i went around questioning people for information, warning others to keep a look out. then i stopped in to see an old man i knew somehow. he greeted me warmly. a little girl, mabye she was four or five, ran up to me and climed in my lap. i asked her about her day. the whole time i couldnt belive how beautiful and cute this girl was. she was small and reminded me faintly of myself when i was her age. her hair was curly and light, getting darker toward her roots. her eyes were the most beautiful green-blue with hints of brown around the edges. and i could actualy feel her light weight in my arms. i had to go somewhere but i noticed she had cut her ankle. i took time to clean it up, kiss it better, and get her clean socks. i carried her to the door where i noticed p.m. on the other side. we played a type of game. i pretened he wasnt there and he pretended that he didnt know that i knew he was there. so i opened the door and he popped out, delighting the little girl in my arms. she reached out to him, so i handed her over as he gave me a sort of hug. i also handed him the dirty shoes, giving him the responsiblility of cleaning them. we smiled, the girl waved, her other arm wrapped around his neck, i blew a kiss, she laughed when he pretended it hit him forcefully. i was soo happy watching them. then i said that i had to get going, and left. i went on as before, collecting information and investigating. my job is dangerous, i have been on this case since that day i saw those kids mentioned earlier. mary was troublesome. sh wasnt too bright, always going back to the same guy who gother in trouble in the begining. the case was getting towards the end, i was near finding out out who was resonsible. everything was pointing back to that same guy. so i went to this warehouse. i was right, whatever washappening was going down now. so it was over, taken care of. then i noticed that mary and the guy was missing. suddenly i was seing something that wasnt befre me. i was close to swearing at what i saw. i ran to this machine that was dee like a well. i opened hte cover but it was too late. the guy had dragged her and threw her in and then jupmed in himself. it shreed them to a disgusting point of mutilation. i couldnt save the girl i had worked so hard at keeping safe. i wanted to go home, but i missed the bus. so i somehow got home, which the littke girl was. she was excited to see me. i was home earlyier than expected, apperntly i waws preared to follow the lead all week.but it was over. i was home. the little girl was safe in my arms, even if i didnt save mary.