I had my 30th on Saturday night and i had a fantastic time...i got utterly drunk.
The night before i had a dream that my brother had sliced my leg open with a knife i sent him to jail and i went round and told mum. She got majorly pissed at me and started chasing me with a knife. I climbed up the big gum tree and then i started flying as mum went to kill me i started crying and as i was crying i started singing "i will always love you"....next minute Pete woke me up and told me to be quiet apparantly i had started singing and crying in my sleep. I broke down when i woke up and i cried and cried.
I still think this is a bad dream and i keep hoping i will wake up soon. I am scared i will forget her.