Last night I went with Fizz to see 'outfoxed', which was interesting and made me hate Bill O'Reilly. Afterwards Fizz went to some Magic thing. And said something about a comedian. I went running around the block, like so:

As we had been walking to the movie, there were some really weird clouds up and to the west. It was as if 30 airplanes had just flown over in random directions. When I slept, I had a dream that I came back to school and heard that George Bush had just nuked Holland. I was totally pissed off. I was running around the dorm asking random people what the heck was going on and why did he do that. Nobody seemed to know. None of the news channels had anything on them. I got home and told my parents that I was going to kill him. They didn't want me to because they didn't think it would work. I didn't think it would either but I knew I had to try. I had to get a gun somewhere...

I was very happy when I woke up and had to go to Physics.