sweet dreams, please

Today has been a day of watching intense movies.
I watched The Dark Knight this afternoon, then got back to the dorm where some friends were about to start Batman Begins. Both I had never seen before. I made it through all of The Dark Knight and then the first two hours of Batman Begins. I wanted to finish BB, but a) my heart was still racing and b) I need to study for my lit test tomorrow. I didn't realize how long it was.

Anyway, I normally don't do well with scary movies. Or intense, action-packed movies. When I was little, I had nightmares all of the time from movies. Then, as I got older, I was more careful with the movies I watched, but in ninth grade I had nightmares after Hook (it didn't scare me, I don't know why it went crazy in my dreams) and then in like eleventh grade whenever Pirates of the Caribbean II came out I watched it with my family and then had bad dreams that night!

It's a blessing and a curse. It stinks that my mind gets so involved in what I watch, but it has kept me from watching a lot of stuff that would be bad for me. But I do hate that I am so picky whenever my friends want to watch something.

So I am going to be praying a lot before I go to bed.