Guy friend dying with waxy burnt out candles for eyes in his face. His pupils were the stubby remains of the wicks, like shrivelled up raisins.
It was so sad, i had to leave with my other friends by the 1st floor window.
Later: me, a guy, a girl and her boyfriend were chillin' in a dinner table sized pool that was 15 feet deep. While distracted, the girl's boyfriend (who had Tuberculosis) sank to the bottom and had coughed up blood by sight of it. I dove down and pulled him up like a rag doll, but remembering the TB i ran around everywhere looking for a breathing mask in order to give him CPR. By the time i came back, he was most likely dead, and people were upset.
I had failed.
ANALYSIS:
i am red cross certified, but it expires in april and i need to be refreshed before then. i haven't been able to work it out for me to do so, so its a worry.
i also woke up and thought of all the mistakes i had made with the guy with TB like i should've told someone to call 911 and i should've tried to find a sheperd's crook instead of swimming down in TB infested waters, and i should've checked for a pulse and breathing before i ran off to find a CPR mask that he might not have even needed.
