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Monday. 5.12.08 6:18 pm
That's basically what I did all day. I thought. About anything and everything. The good, the bad, the annoying, the fun.

I'm still debating whether to buy a new futon mattress or to just continue waking up sore as hell from sleeping on bars. At the present moment I'm leaning towards the new mattress. The thing stopping me? A complete lack of money. I mean, yeah, I do have the money, but then I won't have it for other things. Such as food, bills and the clothes I'm in desperate need of.

I'm going out of my mind thinking about everything. Part of what helps me keep my sanity is talking to my boyfriend. Something I can't do at the present moment because I have no way of contacting him. It's driving me crazy.

I don't feel like myself lately. You know how I'm a chocoholic? Well, I've gone I don't know how many days without and I'm not having any cravings. Every time I walk past chocolate I actually don't feel well. It sort of makes me a little sick to my stomach.

I'm not upset, exactly, but I'm not ... I'm just not feeling like myself.

It's hard to explain.

I did have a weird dream last night. I wasn't quite asleep yet, or at least I didn't feel that way, but I was definitely dreaming. I was in the car with Jake. I don't know where we were driving to, but it was night out. We were laughing and joking about the events of the day when all of a sudden it was dark. Like, there were no street lights or car lights or any light of any kind. Even the lights in his car were off. All I could see was the sillouette outline of Jake in the drivers seat. Next thing I know, he's laughing and I can't move. I try moving my arms and nothing. I'm being pinned down.

I get jolted out of the dream and I still feel like I can't move. Like I was still being held down. It scared me a little bit, but after I slowed my heart back to a normal beat I was able to turn over and fall asleep again.

Alright, I think that's it for today. I've got nothing else.
5 Comments.


Creepy dream. :S

It's kind of good if you're not getting chocolate cravings, right? So you spend less money on it?
» randomjunk on 2008-05-12 10:48:49

creepy dream and it's good to not crave for chocolates sometimes. Thinking sure is the best way to move times. I've been thinking a lot lately which resulted to losing precious time I need to complete my assignment.
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