February 13, 2007
Reoccurring happenings
I had a nightmare last night. I don't dare mention what happened in fear it could possibly come true, but it's a reoccurring dream, even though the events differ slightly each time. I woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to cry.
This morning I went into school late. I hate it when I do this. It's not that I don't want to go to school, because I really don't mind school. I just hate having to get up at 6:30. And now it's even worse because I have to leave early now that I'm driving the stick. Can't stall out with a bunch of people behind me.
scullerymaid at 9:58 p.m.