Mizuno Ami’s Journal

I’m having doubts…not doubts exactly something nags at me. Every once in a while I feel something…
That’s about the only way I can describe it–other than it’s becoming annoying.
Also we seem to be marking time.
I’ve been able to spend quite a bit of time sitting up on the roof of a nearby building. It feels somewhat familiar, comforting in a way I don’t like.

I woke up just now and was wondering where the heck I was.I feel so cold and so afraid.What am I doing?What’s going on?

I had another strange dream, and this one also had a blonde girl in it, I wonder if it was the same girl…although for some reason I kept thinking this girl was Aino Minako, but she didn’t look like…

I remember we were sitting on a bed, a water bed, and I remember looking at her bookshelf too, and I remember she and I were talking and asking each other questions, although I think she was mostly asking me questions and I was telling her about myself…I remember that she was talking to me about some of the things and when I was looking at some thing on her bookshelf and she said, “I don’t think you should be reading that Mizuno-san…” but I don’t remember what I called her when I was talking to her.

Maybe I should mention it to Tsukino-san, and Hino-san later…

I didn’t mention my dream to Tsukino-san, it’s one of those things where I wonder if I should or shouldn’t, and am consequently probably thinking about it too much.
Tsukino-san’s excited about the party. Although we found out that we’re supposed to wear costumes…that’s going to make things a bit more tricky.

I had the strangest dream last night. It was so clear it was almost as though it was something I was remembering, but I’ve never been in a place like that, that I can remember.

I was walking along a white corridor, on the left of me were tall open windows that went from ceiling to floor. They had long curtains, also white, which were blowing in a sweet-scented breeze. On the other side of me was a railing, as though the corridor were actually a walk-way or balcony.
After walking a short way I could hear someone laughing below me, and stopped and leaned on the railing and looked down.
The level below had a mosaic floor, in circles, fading in and out in color, and some tiles looked as though they were metal or jewels because of the way they were sparkling. Then the giggling got closer, and a girl with long flowing hair, I couldn’t make out any of her facial features, just that she was in a long white dress with poofy sleeves, and her hair seemed like it would be in bunches. She was laughing at something and twirling around in the middle of the mosaic. Then she stopped, and looked up at me, and waved. She seemed like she was going to say something to me, but then I woke up.

She reminded me a bit of Sailor Moon, the girl dancing in the mosiac, but I’ve never been to a place like that. It doesn’t look like anything I’ve seen anywhere else that I can remember.