Sunday, November 30, 2003
Lately I've been having strange dreams. All the time. Sometimes... sometimes I'm not even asleep while I'm having them.
I keep seeing my family. I know, I don't have a family. But in my dreams I do. My father is walking through the doorway, looking proud, and my mother and my sister and I are at the table talking about schoolwork or something normal like that.
And then as we turn to greet my father, my sister starts screaming for him to get down... she can see behind him and my mother and I can't... and he goes to duck but before he can there is the crackle of a discharging weapon and the kitchen is covered in what used to be his chest cavity. There is blood everywhere.
My mother panicks and shoves my sister and I into the next room before grabbing a kitchen knife off the table and hurling herself toward our attackers. The impact from the next blast knocks me and my sister off our feet and I slam my head against our table, waking up.
*shudder* I don't want to sleep any more.
Friday, October 31, 2003
10:13AM - wow
It seems like everyone is using this website now!
I'll try to add people when I have a little more time.
Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about friendship recently. The group of us here, and Catalina, we're family. And sometimes we forget it too easily. I know we fight a lot, and yeah, sometimes we just don't understand each other. But that doesn't make me like any of you any less. And I don't think I'd have been able to make it through this trip without you guys.
Monday, October 6, 2003
There's a bunch of melted snow dripping off of my console in the Command Post. I think I'm going to have to pass on that game of chess, geniussuzee.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
1:20PM - Harlan broke the ship.
Space pirates. Abductions. My best friend going all super-mind-power.
This has been a crazy couple of days. I'll write all about it when I've gotten some sleep. (Bova keeps zapping me when he's snoring!)
Thursday, July 17, 2003
I'm on duty in the command post in 15 minutes, but I wanted to write down a couple things before I forgot. Rosie keeps talking about her family and ... she just has too many relatives. I understand parents and grandparents and even siblings, but where did all of these "aunts" and "cousins" and "uncles" come from?
Harlan stole the shower this morning and I didn't get a chance to wash and dry my hair. I just brushed it before class. But the tangles were so bad that I broke my new brush and had to use a steel fork for the rest of it. Bova wouldn't stop laughing at me at mess, even though it meant that he couldn't finish eating. Never thought I'd see the day.
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
I heard Suzee talking about "LiveJournal" to Catalina and wondered what it was. Miss Davenport says I should be more willing to express my feelings to my crewmates. Maybe this will help me sort them out.
I don't know what to say, yet. I'll try to think of something tomorrow.
Oh, I beat Harlan in minbar chess today. He claimed I cheated. I didn't. I don't think Suzee believed me. I wish they would listen to me.