Sep 12, 2007 07:01
I'm feeling rather depressed today. I feel like sitting in a dark corner and growing mushrooms with my tears.
Yesterday, I lost my bracelet that I'd bought at Relay last year (to replace my original one that broke...) somewhere between breakfast and going to class. I noticed it was gone right as I walked into my 1st class's building, and I thought I was sure that I'd had it on after breakfast...but, a search of my entire morning routine (just in case) found nothing. It's gone. My only hope is that someone else found it and will wear it, instead of it being trampled underfoot and ground into dust somewhere, forgotten.
And, considering how this really isn't my day, I also almost fell down the stairs...my right foot slipped, then sliddown two steps. My left foot never moved. I'm lucky I didn't fall down--braced myself with the railing. But now that sore spot on my foot that's always there (waiting to assert pain) hurts quite a bit...
I need to come up with a paper topic. Right about....now. It's due in 12 days. And I haven't a clue. He gave us suggested questions, but he encourages us to think of our own. Or, at the very least, we're supposed to narrow down the questions he provided. I'm stumped. I can't think of anything on my own, and I have no idea how I'd make the questions less broad, since they don't seem all that overly broad to me now... I. am. so. dead.
I'm really tired, 'cause I musta woke up in the wrong part of my sleep cycle, but I have an 8 am class, so I can't risk going back to bed and sleeping through it.
And, I had a really weird dream last night, that got interrupted by the alarm. I'll spare all the details that I remember, but it was placed in a high school (supposedly) setting, but the school was HUGE and had dormitories and stuff that normal high schools don't (like, uh...waterslides...??? and...a huuuuge rainforesty room full of jungle plants.........) And this guy was trying to kill everybody inside. (Originally, he'd only wanted "revenge" on one person, but, in reading how he'd accomplish that goal, he became corrupted/brainwashed by the book he was reading---musta been very persuasive-type writing...or else he's just, uh, easily influenced---and decided to kill everyone in the school because they "had to die" for some reason or another. Weird weird dream.
And I have the song in my head that always depresses me...and, unless I'm concentrating on having a different song in my head, it doesn't stop...so as soon as I stop forcing another one, it comes back...
Well, at least there's Japanese class to look forward to today...maybe that will cheer me up.
dreams,
bracelet,
paper