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Oct 10, 2006 18:39

I don't know if I already journaled about my early morning dreams, the ones that take place after I turn my alarm clock off, but this one was so unusual. There was a guy in it from my theater class last year, who I haven't thought about since the last time I saw him. I guess Stephane is right: it's a bit more complicated than that... a delicate combination of random thoughts, a little bit of reminiscences, memories from the past, love, friendships, relationships and all those other ships...
I'm going to get a job, but my mom says any cashier work is bad for my joints. She says I can waitress, but that I can't wash dishes. Where can I waitress? I think I would be a good one. I can't stand annoying "personality" waiters. People just want their food and peace.
I'm considering dropping art at the semester due to a certain "stalker," as Anne calls him. I'll probably switch to photojournalism maybe 1st period and then have early release instead of late arrival. Anyways, he's really starting to scare/bother me; there's almost a gleam in his eyes. And everything he says to me seems weirdly crafted. He tried to offer me something he "wrote for me" this weekend. I declined, telling him to keep it. I don't know how to deal with irrational people. I would be nice, but I can't encourage this behavior. Ohhh, he's so creepy.
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