Current mood:

distressed

Worried
Today is the second time I've woken up from a nightmare in the past two nights. The first night wasn't really a nightmare, just my mum finding everything I have here at uni and being all dissaproving. Last nights was horrible, though I wasn't entirely scared, I remember it vividly. I spilt a broken snowglobe (one on my desk) and it turned out to have not water but some form of acid inside and me and my friend alex got it all over our hands. It bubbled up and went green and black, I washed my hands in warm soapy water, in the cold water it burned more in the hot it eased off but the hot was unbearable. After washing my hands were covered in raised squares of skin, and several lumps all over. We then went to the GP, who told us that lots of the chemicals get trapped under the skin and need to be cleaned, and he got out this blue contraption, something you might see at a workshop, plastic looking, and took my hand, clasped two blades on the blue device around one of the skin squares, squeezed the handles like pliers and started tearing the squares off taking shreds of skin with it. I then woke up shaking and was rubbing my hands all over for over five minutes convincing myself it was a dream, then went over to my snowglobe and shook it, watching the glitter sparkle for a while then went to try and sleep.

Looking outside, the weather reflects my mood in certain ways, its raining/hailing and windy.

Ah, summer in Great Britain.